Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

I woke up to unfamiliar surroundings.

After blinking a few times and remembering what happened last night, I realized I had fallen asleep in Jackson's presidential suite. Luckily, Jackson seemed to be gone. The only other place he could be in here was the bathroom, but the door was open and no light was on in there.

I touched my chest, pressing lightly between my breasts and letting out a sigh of relief. There were no signs of being kicked.

It had been so long ago, but I'd feared Jackson would kick me. It had been horrible when he did it before, and the trauma from it came rushing back last night.

But it was no wonder that I was afraid. After he'd kicked me in the chest years ago, Jackson left me on the side of the road to die.

And I would have died if someone driving by hadn't seen me and saved me in time.

I'd never understood why Silas, who had always been nice to me, always been my protector, would be so cruel, would leave me there to die.

I'd let go of it and moved on, but I could never forget it. I'd just...pushed it aside so

me.

I'd seen Jackson again, it

Jackson out of my mind. I sat up in the

5:00 p.m.! My phone screen showed countless missed calls, but I'd been so exhausted and slept so hard that I hadn't heard

phone to see who had called, and my eyes grew

were hundreds of missed

only had he called over and over,

back. Instead, I opened WhatsApp to

said, "Send me your

you

another man,