The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 2
I blinked, clutching the covers tightly around my body, my knuckles w hite as a sliver of panic raced through my heart.
What did he mean?
Griffon turned around, went to the side table, to the papers he’d been looking through last night. He shuffled through them, then tossed one onto the bed in front of me.
“I’m canceling our contract. You’re fired.”
I felt the blood drain from my face, and my heart stopped for
minute.
Fired.
Not “we’re breaking up.
Fired.
”
Regardless as to how our relationship had started, regardless of how I’d come to feel about him, I knew this day would come.
Because in reality, we had no “relationship”. We were employer and employee, and I served only one purpose for Griffon.

Nonetheless, his words stung.
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I’d never expected that he would end things so abruptly. I’d thought I’d have more time. Sure, I’d expected his typical unemotional coldness, but this was beyond that.
After being with him for five years, he gave me no reason or explanation.
He didn’t think I deserved that, and it was painful to think
about.
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Suppressing the sharp pain in my heart, I slowly raised my head from staring at the document on the bad and gazed at Griffon. Enough time had passed with my being frozen by his words that he was now fully dressed in his typical dark suit.
“But…the contract will expire in six months. Can’t we wait for a little longer?” My voice was somewhat pleading, and I struggled to keep it from cracking.
The doctor said I only had three months left, and the only thing I wanted was to stay with him until the end of my life.
Griffon remained silent, staring at me with his stoic, vacant expression, as if he were kicking away a toy he had grown tired of playing with.
His silence was all I needed. His decision was final.
After five long years of trying, I had failed to thaw Griffon’s frozen heart. It was time to wake up from my illusion.
I took the contract and plastered on a fake smile, attempting to
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feign indifference. “Don’t be so serious. I was just joking.” Then, I added, “I’m glad this is over. I get six months off. How perfect!”
Griffon paused as he adjusted his shirt sleeves, then lifted his gaze to me.
It took everything in me to make sure there was no sadness in my eyes, to make sure the only emotions he might see were excitement or relief.
The absolute last things I felt.
Griffon narrowed his eyes and frowned. “You’re glad it’s over?”