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3RD POV
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A room shrouded in darkness. The only source of light; a computer screen displaying a naked Aurora from FrostyQ lying on a bed hugging a human-sized white strawberry. Even though the most essential parts of her weren't visible, the sight was enough to give the man staring at the screen a full erection.

He stroked it with his large hand as the other poured some lube on it.
Bit by bit, his strokes gained pace and his own moans of pleasure filled the silent room. "Uuurgh! Rora! Rora!" He groaned, the hand working on his cock moving faster and faster as if he was about to pull his dick right off his body.

And with one final hard stroke, his cock shot out strings of cum on the desk and even on the keyboard.
His head fell forward in exhaustion as his heavy breathing became the only sound that could be heard. His ash-gray hair was the only visible feature that could be seen in the weak light coming from the screen.
"Rora. I can't do this anymore dammit!" The man mumbled before he suddenly swung the bottle of lube at the screen, shattering it.

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Bzzzzz! A device buzzed.
Rora suddenly jolted awake, springing to sit as her heart gave loud thumps and her breathing a little constricted.
'A nightmare', it's what it had been.
She exhaled deeply, running a hand through the length of her hair. "He's already dead. Relax Rora," she whispered, her eyes falling on the shut curtains that were blocking the crimson rays of dawn.

She exhaled again lifting her right hand, only to realize that she had slept through the night with her phone in her palm.
Curious, Rora unlocked the screen and instantly felt a sense of emptiness when the chat came out...empty.
Why did he always do that? Why couldn't he at least leave their chats? Rora questioned herself throwing the phone aside to calm her mind.

The nightmare had felt so real. Seeing Mark chase her down with a knife in his hand had been terrifying. But just before he stabbed her, a familiar yet unfamiliar wrist had showed up and blocked the stab for her. The blood of the man who had been stalking and protecting her from the shadows had dripped all over her face, but the man who had been stabbed didn't make a sound.

All this time they had been in contact, Alpha hadn't used his real voice in the video calls they had had. He had never even shown his face and was always covered up to hide any marks or scars that might sell him out.

Rora sucked in more air before releasing it in the final act of relaxing her nerves as she let her back fall on the pillows.
"It's morning already. But I don't want to wake up," she grumbled, hugging the pink strawberry plushie.

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RORA'S POV
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He sat there, all quiet, possessing a shy aura as he stared at the views outside as our van drove us to work.
Chris was sitting next to her bodyguard, flirting with him as usual. Nothing out of the ordinary. Olivia was busy scrolling her phone while her bodyguard played driver of the day.
Beth, well, she was already asleep after her late-night drinking by herself, which I always found rather weird. Her bodyguard was in the front seat.

And Stephano...he had chosen the seat on the other side of the aisle. Close to me but not immediate.
I wanted to move and strike up a conversation with him, but I had a feeling that it might turn out awkward like we had been the previous night as we washed the dishes.

He didn't seem that social, which was okay. His line of work didn't require any social skills, just strength and training. The only person he would interact with would be me and, sometimes, the girls.

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