CUCKOLD H & S Husband's Unfortunate Bet with an Alpha (Mask of Desire)

[Steel]

Later that night, Kusha sat at her computer, tired, but too annoyed to go to bed. Sharath had gone off to sleep ages ago after tiptoeing around her all evening.

That fucking prick Rakesh felt like a splinter deep in her mind, constantly irritating her in a way she couldn't let go. He had made her feel small today, and that was particularly galling from someone so beneath her.

Currently, she was flipping through social media of various men who identified as "alphas" with an unimpressed sneer on her face, growing more and more annoyed. Some of the men were good-looking, maybe even the majority, at least of the men who were most successful at projecting that image online. It wasn't that Kusha found confident, masculine men unattractive. She could definitely see the primal appeal of a rugged man who knew what he wanted and wasn't afraid to push for it. But, even if some of these guys online had a certain animal magnetism, Kusha had never considered a man like that for herself. It felt... dangerous to put all the power in the hands of a romantic partner like that. She much preferred to wear the pants in her relationships.

And all of that was beside the point anyway. Rakesh wasn't an "alpha", if such a thing even existed. He was a pretender. A wannabe who thought he could toy with his betters. But that was fine. In fact, this assignment would be a perfect chance for Kusha to prove that to him.

Still feeling the memory of Rakesh's arrogant eyes throbbing inside her like a painful splinter, Kusha began taking notes, determined to create a design so powerful and masculine that it would make Rakesh look foolish in comparison every time he stepped into the room.