PLAYTHING OF THE ALPHA PREDATORS

When model student, April gets involved with the alpha players on campus(including her stepbrother, Xaden and his friends; Ace and Nick, it’s a win-win situation for them. She gets to live out her wildest and kinkiest fantasies while they get to punish her for daring to go against them, they thought it was going to be three months of intense pleasure and they'd say bye bye to each other. But things take a different turn when feelings got into it, when they realized that there's a blurred mate bond between them all, and a curse that doom them all to hell.

This is a very dark romance book with lots of explicit sex contents. The male leads are actual pyschos that'd do dark and twisted things to the female lead so skip if this isn't your thing.

1: STUDENT PRESIDENT BY DAY, EROTIC STRIPPER BY NIGHT

APRIL

I almost gagged in disgust at the sheer display of stupidity. The men were banging the glass, some were licking it, most had their hands inside their trousers, some even had their dicks out in the dimly lit room and they were rubbing them so vigorously to the movement of my body.

The twirl, shake, flatten, and twisting of my body as I became one with the pole. I closed my eyes firmly and tried to ignore them, tried to ignore the chant of Red, my nickname. It was utterly appalling and disgusting and I wouldn't be here if I didn't need the money.

I couldn't even rush through my routine. I was the best stripper here. Those animals paid a lot to watch me strip for them and I have to satisfy them.

I didn't finish too fast enough and when I finally did, I sprinted out of the box to the inner rooms while the groans and chants of Red trailed after me. I relaxed when I got to the hallway. I couldn't wait to get to my assigned room, shower, and scrub away the filth of what I'd been up to for the past hour.

I turned the corridor that led to my room and...

"Hey Red," the suddenness of the voice startled me. I instinctively put my hand on my chest when I saw that it was Louis, the manager. The corridor was dimly lit but I could see the hunger in his eyes as he looked at me and practically undressed me with his eyes. I flattened my palm over my exposed cleavage.

"My name is April," I corrected him, just like I do every other day, "I've told you to stop calling me Red."

He grinned, a lewd and predatory one.

"I pay your money so I'll call you whatever I want to."

"I work for the money. I'm the best stripper here. If you don't want my service anymore, I can always go somewhere else."

"Eeeh, come on, April, I was just joking," my threat did the trick like it always does. I didn't even not