Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 10

“I thought you left.”

He stands by the door, watching me as I’ve been working from my phone, where I’ve been alternating between reading the financial reports he left queued on his computer, and

transferring the money.

“I hope you didn’t do something you’ll regret,” he says.

Like handing over millions of dollars that my husband likely considers ‘ours’ to my father-his enemy?

“No. Of course not,” I say easily.

He snorts.

I point to two companies whose shares we’ve both been following for a while. “You marked these to offload. Is there something wrong with the financial projections?”

He nods. “Both companies are about to go belly up.”

Oh no. I bought ten thousand shares of each on behalf of my father’s pack last month. I don’t exactly hide that I make those investments, but technically it’s all managed by my father, I

just pass along information from my research or that Aaron

shares with me.

He smirks. Then he comes back into the room, tilts up my chin with his big hand and kisses me. “I’m sorry,” he whispers.

I’m pretty sure my mouth is still hanging open as he leaves.

Those two words…

To hear him say them, to apologize.

Aaron doesn’t ‘do’ apologies.

And just moments ago he was smirking. What exactly is he apologizing for, I wonder. Not that it matters. It’s enough that he gave me the words. Finally.

I sink back into the chair. Shocked. Elated.

Feeling those broken bits of my heart coming back together

again.

these moments. The tender ones.

and possessive glances. The way he holds me at night,

man with a single look, with one kiss, can

my body.

touch my mouth.

cold and controlled and

glimpses

what give me

there is more to our

dangerous for a dying girl like n

*

*

AARON

in the hallway and

can hear Leah’s shuttered

confused her, as I’ve

her is

strong for that.

and her trusting nature…now that is a prime thing for me to exploit.

I have every intention of keeping her where

belongs.

4/7

Here.

I can feel her joy, like some force

micromanaged her finances before, because I didn’t have a reason to. She doesn’t spend

fancy clothes or expensive jewelry. She sends money

funds she had from her dowry

allowed her to manage

money when she was pledged to me.

over.

a dime of my wife’s. But from the moment she

whereabouts with her cell and I now get an

to her accounts. From coins for a game on her iphone to Amazon orders she has sent to the

of the charges are

But

to her dad…