Filed to story: Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia & Ethan)
Alexander didn’t say a word, but I saw the faintest pink dust his cheekbones. Gai looked away, stifling a grin. Ava bit her lip so hard I thought she might bleed.
The elevator finally dinged open.
“Push!” I hissed to Ava.
She wheeled me out, but I managed a half-smile at Alexander.
“Thanks for the ride, Alpha Alexander. Have a good night.”
His response was a stiff nod, his expression unreadable.
The second the apartment door closed behind us, Ava let out a strangled sound and burst into a laugh. “You touched his thigh!”
“It was an accident!” I hissed.
“Accident or prophecy, I don’t care-that was the most romance- novel moment I’ve seen in real life. You literally grabbed his leg!”
“Because I was falling!”
“And he blushed!” Ava was now fanning herself dramatically.
“Olivia, are you sure this is just professional? How did you even meet him and became his secretary?”
I rolled my eyes and began undoing the brace on my leg. “Yes. I met him after he rear-ended my car during a storm, remember?
He gave me his jacket to wear. I returned it. That was it.”
“Mmhm. And then he hired you as his secretary and flew you to a luxury resort.”
“To get away from Ethan. To rebuild my career. That’s all.”
Ava gave me a look. “Liv, if I had a dollar for every time you said, ‘That’s all, I’d be the one driving the Bentley”
I shook my head. “Alexander doesn’t like being touched. He’s very private. You saw how stiff he got. I probably just gave him a complex.”
“Yeah, a romantic one,” she smirked. “He didn’t snap at you. You think if I faceplanted into his lap he’d be that polite?”
I winced. “Can we not?”
We settled in after I cleaned my wound and showered with
Ava’s help. The day had been long, emotionally exhausting, and awkward as hell.
Chaphy 51
Just as I pulled on my hoodie and sat down on the couch, my phone buzzed.
Unknown number.
Ava looked over. “Want me to answer and growl into it?”
“Very funny,” I said, declining the call.
It rang again.
“Persistent, aren’t they?” Ava muttered.
“Probably Ethan,” I mumbled.
“Ugh. You should record a voicemail that says, “The number you’re calling is no longer impressed by your pathetic guilt trip.”
“Not a bad idea.”
It rang again.
I stared at it for a second. My chest didn’t twist with guilt or longing. Just… irritation.
I immediately hit “Block Number” and tossed the phone onto the couch.
“There,” I said. “Officially nuisance-free.”
Ava grinned. “That’s my girl. Now, if only you could accidentally grope your boss again tomorrow.””
“Ava!”
“What? Just one more time. For data.”
Alexander’s POV
I was in the study, reading an old hardcover on post-industrial economics when Mike walked in.
“Alpha, I just realized something fascinating” he began.
I didn’t even glance up. “If it’s about werewolf economics again, spare me.”
“No, no. More local. You and Ms. Whitmore live on the same floor.”
I set the book down on the desk and slid my silver-framed glasses to the edge of my nose. “Mike. I’ve known that since I leased the property!”
“Well,” he said, already pacing, “I just ran into her friend. Ava. Apparently her mom sprained her back or tailbone-can’t remember which-and she has to rush home immediately.
Which leaves Ms. Whitmore alone. Injured. Wheelchair-bound.
Defenseless.”
I raised a brow. “And?”
Mike hesitated. “Well… I was thinking… maybe we should help?”
I leaned back in my chair. “It takes three men to take care of one woman with a leg injury?”
“Not three,” Mike said quickly. “Just… maybe one. Or two. We’re narrowing it down.”
“Have you spoken to Olivia about whether she even wants help?”
Mike paused, like that thought had only just occurred to him.
“No. But I can call her.”
“Do that,” I said, returning to my book. “If she’s uncomfortable, we’re done here.”
Mike tapped his phone a few times, then held it up. “Speaker?”
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