Villainess Marked For Her Alpha-Chapter 133: Not My Real Parents

I froze solid in utter shock as that voice sliced through the dim room like a blade—never in my darkest nightmares did I imagine that person, stooping to this depraved low.

That fucking person masterminded my brutal kidnapping, letting those vile alphas haul me like a ragdoll, tie me helpless, and paw at my body with their filthy hands while I thrashed useless.

"Open her blindfold—now."

It was Viktor.

One of the thugs lunged forward eager, ripping the soaked cloth free in one yank.

Harsh light exploded into my world sudden and merciless, forcing my emerald eyes to slam shut in a painful squint, tears still leaking hot; but after ragged blinks and stinging adjustment, my vision snapped into brutal clarity.

It was Viktor, the monster that OG Emily grew up calling ’father,’ stood there tall and smug, arms crossed over his chest, a predatory gleam in his narrowed eyes.

Fury boiled instant—muffled yells tore from my gag-stuffed throat, raw and desperate—"Mmmph! Nngh-hrrrm! Yrr bstdrrd!"—as I locked a venomous glare on him through the fresh flood of salty tears blurring my sight.

This bastard! A complete, soulless monster to betray his own daughter this way—drugging me helpless, selling me out to be bound and violated. How does such a despicable, heartless scum even exist in this world, breathing free?

"Wipe her drool clean—do it. It’s unsightly."

The nearer goon stepped up slow with a stained rag clutched tight, his gaze raking over me hungry and lewd, thick lust twisting his ugly face like he pictured more than wiping.

But I whipped my head violently aside before his fingers grazed skin, neck straining against ropes. Hell no—not him, not those meaty paws anywhere near my face after the way he’s been eye-fucking me.

My glare drilled deeper into Viktor, unyielding fire, until he twisted his mouth in a feral snarl, teeth flashing. "Are you fucking kidding me right now? Don’t you want to get cleaned up proper? You look like a sloppy bitch in heat, drooling all messy."

"You two idiots—get your asses out and wait outside the door. Now."

The pair exchanged uneasy glances, shoulders slumping defeated, but they trudged out obedient through the heavy door, boots scraping stone—he was their boss after all, the fat paycheck man who called shots without question.

His tone shifted mock-soft as he paced closer, eyes flicking over my bound form appraising. "I feel so sad for you, Emily dear. Losing your legs in that way—truly too cruel a fate for anyone."

Fake sympathy dripped thick, but his lips twitched upward in barely hidden glee, eyes sparkling cruel delight. Lying bastard, mocking my wheelchair days like it is comedy gold—he orchestrated every poison drop that crippled me.

This man and his venomous wife Elena dosed me secret for years with suppressants and worse, twisting my body broken while playing parents—what peak hypocrisy to stand here innocent now, after the hell they wrought.

He reached out slow, hand aiming to pat my tangled raven hair in false comfort, but I snapped my head away fierce, wild strands whipping air.

Viktor retracted slow, face souring to a scowl. "Emily, you must be dying to know why I went through all this trouble to kidnap you myself, right? Truth? I’m desperate—backed into a corner bad. "

"That lover of yours—Ivory at first I thought? No, Hellen. She’s gutting my empire alive, poaching key clients ruthless, mirroring the exact type of sabotage I unleashed on her operations years ago."

Ah— so that’s the dirty corporate war he started on her business, the thefts and leaks.

"Figured it was personal revenge for her losses initially, sure. But digging deeper? It all points to you, girl. You’re the spark that lit her fury."

He snagged a creaky wooden chair from the shadows, dragged it scraping across stone right in front of me, then dropped his bulk into it heavy, knees wide cocky as he leaned forward elbows on thighs.

"That woman—Hellen—loves you with a fire I never saw in anyone. Because I hurt you, carved that pain into your life, she declared total war on me and mine."

I shot him a glare loaded with pure, seething hatred, fresh tears carving tracks down my flushed cheeks, jaw clenched tight around the gag.

"Don’t you dare glare at me like that, you ungrateful whelp. My sales have cratered, shares tanked to hell after your little press conference splashed our ’family secrets’ everywhere—you pulled the spotlight, made me the villain. Hellen’s just the executioner polishing it off."

Family secrets?

Drugging and using suppressants on an innocent child is... ’family secrets?’

"So yes—I snatched you clean off the hospital’s entrance... or somewhere near it. My ace leverage to force her hand, make her back the fuck off."

Suddenly his fingers clamped my chin in a bruising pinch, nails digging skin as he wrenched my face up rigid to trap my teary gaze in his icy, bulging stare. "I never once expected a weak thing like you to claw through alive after the massive doses of suppressants, blockers, and custom drugs we shoved down your throat as a child."

"We mixed them in your water, food—pumping you full to kill the omega in you early. But look at the miracle: you blossomed anyway into this tempting flower, ripe and glowing, omega scent so thick every alpha nearby wants to mount and protect you fierce."

"You owe us your pathetic life—should be kissing the ground we let you crawl on."

"But fuck, it would’ve saved me everything if Elena or I just slit your throat young. My companies haemorrhage cash daily now, board breathing down my neck, legacy I built from dirt crumbling to dust!"

"You’re nothing but a dirty little bitch who should’ve festered dead in that wretched slut’s womb from the start!"

His open palm cracked vicious across my left cheek, fire blooming instant white-hot, head snapping right with a muffled yelp—"Mmph!"

"You’re a cock-hungry whore mirror to your mother—legs open for any bastard with power!"

Second slap hammered the right side harder, lip splitting open copper-blood flooding my gag, stars bursting vision.

"When lab tests confirmed you as omega trash, I jammed suppressants endless to bury it forever, chain that filthy heat side so you wouldn’t whore out like her bloodline. But nope—you flowered full slut regardless, a dripping fucking omega slut begging knots!"

Third slap exploded centre my face, ears ringing deafening, cheek swelling numb as tears poured unchecked.

"How goddamn smug you play the seductress game—hike a skirt for pussy flash, thrust tits forward, whimper those crocodile tears—and poof, targets hooked dumb like fish. Pathetic trap." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"You three fuckers—you, your cum-dump mother, your spineless real father—I hate every goddamn atom! You cockroaches infested my life, sucked it dry!"

My eyes blew wide in total shock, breath hitching ragged muffled—"Mm?! Nn—whaa?!"—body rigid against ropes as the world tilted.

What the actual fuck? He’s not my biological father?

He clocked my stunned gape instant, barking a harsh, bitter laugh that echoed off stone walls. "That’s right, idiot—I’m no blood kin to your sorry ass, Elena’s no birth mother either. Blood ties mean jack shit here, but fine, we’ll dissect that twisted family tree bombshell proper someday soon."

"That Hellen cunt’s gunning full throttle to obliterate me completely. Even my deep company spies got rooted out from her ranks! And she—whose untouched cock hasn’t spilled a single drop of virgin pussy blood—dares square up to target a titan like me?! Unforgivable!"