The Alpha’s Little Rogue by Lovey Dovey Chapter 43

Chapter 43
Caden’s POV
At the dinner table, I make sure to drill a hole into the side of Jake’s face but the idiot just doesn’t know how to take a hint. He sticks to Alessia’s side throughout dinner and afterward, they stay outside together. Wasn’t the beating I gave to him a clue enough? Or is he just daft?
“I take it that you have an issue with Alessia’s new friend,” Raphael says pointedly once the dining room. starts clearing off with people moving to the main room or their bedroom.
I huff, neither proving nor denying his claim. Let him think whatever he wants.
A few minutes later, I see Alessia and Jake heading back inside and stopping at the end of the staircase. Straining my ears, I catch Alessia telling Jake goodbye and Jake mumbling something about a movie. Not that I care about what the as s h ol e plans on doing.
At last, they go their separate ways, with Alessia going up the stairs and Jake disappearing into the kitchen.
My gaze follows Alessia’s back up the stairs and when she disappears around the corner, I jump up to my feet. Raphael’s head turns to me and he looks highly amused as I put together a string of words to form an excuse before heading straight for the stairs.
I stop on the setpnd floor, contemplating my next move. If I’m to go into Alessia’s room, will I achieve anything other than stirring up another one of our fights?
Deciding to go with a much safer choice, I change direction up the last fleet of stairs to my room.
On that floor, I head to my room and immediately walk towards the desk pushed to the corner of the room where a computer sits on top. Sliding into the chair, I turn it on and log into what brought me here.
The screen fills up with an Image of Alessia’s room without any Alessia present but the sound of the shower running lets me know exactly where she is.
I personally installed a camera in Alessia’s room when I gave it to her. At first, it was because I couldn’t trust her and felt like she was up to something. I hate to admit it but recently, I’ve been using it to spy on
her.
There’s no excuse for it and I’ve silently promised myself to uninstall it as soon as I can. The soonest that I can isn’t that soon though. Alessia is always around that room and it’s not like I can knock on her door and tell her that I need to uninstall a camera I placed there when I thought she was dangerous.
She would have a fit. Rightfully so.
I rarely ever use it anymore but there are some doors that my willpower crumble and I succumb to watching her through the cameras. Today happens to be one of those days.
Alessia pads into her room clamped in just a towel and I nearly choke on my tongue as the towel falls to the ground. Quickly turning my gaze away, I attempt to give her what little privacy I can provide. It’s
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almost laughable.
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After waiting for some good minutes to ensure that she’s definitely dressed, I turn my gaze back to the
Alessia is now dressed in just a pantie and a t-shirt that looks very familiar. Too familiar.
1 squint my eyes, trying to make through the black and white picture where I’ve seen the shirt before. Then it clicks. It was one of the shirts I took over to the house we stayed at. It was the only shirt I wore there before we gave up on clothes.
So, did Alessia sneak it into her bag before we left? That cheeky brat. I smile at the thought of her looking for an excuse to get into the room to find it.
Alessia throws herself onto the bed, making the back of the t-shirt rise and expose a bit of her panties. The color of it is unknown because everything is a boring black or white color.
1 silently curse myself for not installing a color CCTV instead of this plain black and white.
I sit at my desk, watching Alessia like a creep for Go d knows how long before deciding to call it a day and retire to bed.
Just as I reach for the button to turn it off, a sound filters through the screen. I look at the image of Alessia in her bed and snuggled into the duvet. Straining my eyes, I look more closely and find something moving under the covers. Her hand.
Groaning and at the same time, cursing and thanking my fate, my laser eyes stay on that hand, following its every movement.
That hand starts moving faster just as her moans increase. The cover shifted away, revealing a bit of her thighs.
Alessia’s hand bunches up my t-shirt and raises to her nose and that’s when I lose it.
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My hand moves on its own account and works on getting my trousers ofl. My coc k is in my fist in the second, sliding through my hand as I follow Alessia’s movement with my eyes.
Her face turns into the pillow beside her, probably trying to muf f l e her sounds of pleasure. Too bad we weren’t still at that house where she could scream and moan as loudly as she wanted without having to worry about who could hear her.
My finger swipe over the top of my coc k, collecting the precum there and using it as a lube. I’m too lazy to leave this screen and go to my bedside table, so this will just have to do.
Alessia presses her face harder into the pillow but it doesn’t stop me from hearing what she says just as she comes. She screamed my name. Caden.
That’s all it takes for my coc k to pulse in my hand and shoot ropes of cu m that fall on my
chest.
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