Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Olivia’s POV

I looked up.

Alexander stood there quietly, hands in his pockets, the moonlight catching the sharp lines of his face. His beautiful eyes met mine.

“Why are you hiding here, brooding?” he asked. “Shouldn’t you be happy? You got your revenge.”

I paused. For a second, I wanted to smile, even laugh, but there was nothing left inside me to lift. “I’m just tired,” I muttered, looking away. “That’s all.”

I wanted to ask him-Why are you following me? Why are you always there when I break?

But the words never came out. My throat tightened, and I just… stayed quiet.

Alexander didn’t push. He stood there for a few seconds longer, silent. Then he spoke again.

“You should go home. Get some rest.”

I straightened immediately, almost like I was being scolded. “You’re right,” I said, brushing down my skirt and trying to fix my expression. “I’ll head back now.”

I turned, took a few unsteady steps in my heels, then stopped and turned back halfway.

“Thank you,” I said softly. “For today.”

He didn’t reply. Just nodded once.

I flagged down a cab and rode back to the apartment. The city felt quieter than usual, maybe because my own head had gone silent.

By the time I reached my building and took the elevator up, I was just ready to collapse. But the moment the elevator doors opened on my floor, I froze.

Alexander was already inside.

I blinked, not sure if I was hallucinating. But no-he was real. Standing like it was the most natural thing in the world, his arms folded, his expression unreadable as always.

I stepped in with forced calm, hit the fingerprint lock for my apartment door, and glanced up at him with a strained

smile.

“Alpha Alexander must be tired too,” I said awkwardly. “Long day.”

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replied simply, stepping out with me.

I swallowed. “Same here.”

close behind me,

echoed, completely lost. My mind blanked at his tone-calm, but

I had no answer.

room, I tossed my bag on the floor, shut the door behind me, and kicked off

I dropped onto the couch and closed my

Ethan’s POV

spread across the cold metal table. Seven pictures in

Rogues. Criminals. Monsters.

My throat went dry.

the images. I imagined Olivia in that hotel room, drugged, tied up, surrounded by these

they had touched her? What if they had-“I couldn’t

dropped my gaze and

officer didn’t flinch. He leaned forward. “Mr. Hawthrone, your wife’s statement says she attempted to call you three times after being

slowly, afraid of

calls,” he continued. “The third went unanswered for a while… and when it

for the file beside him, pulled out a USB stick, and

recorded that call. We’re going to

second officer pressed the play

I braced myself.

998

voice-weak, panicked, barely coherent. “Ethan… I

loud and smug. “Oops. He’s a

jaw clenched. The memory clicked into place like a knife in the gut. I had been at the office. Chole had walked in, uninvited. I

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I had let

The recording stopped.

silence afterward

Hawthrone?” the officer asked. “Why

my face in the crook of my arm. The pain in my chest pulsed like a heartbeat. I wanted to

my head, my voice was hoarse. “She came into my office uninvited. Took my phone. I

That sounded

up when she grabbed it. She said she wanted to play a game. I assumed she’d put it back. I never

that person just so happened to inter- cept your wife’s only plea for help-during an

“I know how it looks. But I didn’t

his pen on the table, his face unreadable. “We’ll check the security footage from your

all of it. I didn’t know what

could tell he didn’t fully buy

it,” he said, closing the folder. “Every

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