Her Forbidden Alpha

Seated in the luxurious wedding car, the expression of the bride, Mia Mo, was hidden beneath her veil. Up front, driving with a perfect profile and a sternly handsome face, was her brother Sean Mo. His sharp features were accentuated by his tailored suit, exuding an air of nobility. However, his expression was as dark as the sky before a storm, filling the car with a heavy, oppressive atmosphere.

Mia cautiously observed the man in front of her, her stepbrother and, in name only, her brother. Although they shared the same surname, Mia always felt like an outsider in the Mo family. Rumors circulated that she was not even April Yangs child, but no one knew the truth of her connection to April.

Regardless, for Mia, none of it mattered. As a girl of uncertain parentage, she knew her place. Discretion and patience were her survival tools, and she pretended not to hear the gossip that surrounded her.

Sean Mo, on the other hand, was the apple of the Mo familys eye. He had said, "My sister is getting married, of course I have to be the one to walk her down the aisle."

Yet, Sean had also once declared, "Mia, I will never let you have an easy life!"

The wedding procession attracted the attention of onlookers as it passed, with the news of Sean Mos sister marrying another promising young man, Frederick, spreading throughout the city. Suddenly, the lead car turned sharply and sped up, quickly losing the rest of the convoy and disappearing from sight.

Mia, still anxious and uneasy, lifted her veil and timidly said, "Brother, the other cars cant keep up."

But Sean only accelerated further, causing Mia to lose her balance and fall back into her seat. She frantically clutched the door handle, unsure of where Sean was taking her. When the car finally stopped, she felt her stomach churn, and as soon as she opened the door, she vomited.

Sean gave her no time to catch her breath, dragging her into the house.

Mia looked at the house with fear, a place that cast a long shadow over her childhood. The abuse she suffered at the hands of the late matriarch of the house was still vivid in her memory. Although the matriarch had since passed away, Mia had sworn never to return to this place.

Before she could react, Sean threw her onto the bed in his room. As a child, she had often dreamed of owning such a grand bed, but she had only ever dared to indulge in such fantasies. Now, she was here, but not in the way she had ever imagined.

"Brother... what are you doing..." Mia shrank back in fear.

Seans sinister eyes were filled with danger. Ignoring Mias screams, his large hands tore at the custom wedding dress that her mother had chosen for her, exposing her pure white body to the air. Mia hugged her chest in fear, but Sean roughly pulled her hands away.

Mia cried out, "Brother, you cant do this to me..."

But at that moment, Sean seemed possessed, ignoring her screams, wildly out of control, and giving Mia no respite. Mias cries echoed through the empty house as she felt torn apart, pain shooting through her entire body, as if it no longer belonged to her.

Sean seemed to sense her agony and paused for a moment.

However, seeing her weak and crying face only stirred his disgust. Closing his eyes, he ignored her pleas and sobs; at that moment, he only wanted to possess her...

Mia lay expressionless on the bed, allowing her soiled body to be exposed to the air, tears silently sliding down her cheeks, soaking the white sheets beneath her.