Watch Me Win, Alpha

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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simply, stepping out

I swallowed. “Same here.”

close behind me, then suddenly

My mind blanked at his tone-calm, but expectant. His eyes never left

I had no answer.

my room, I tossed my bag on the floor, shut the door

onto the couch and closed

Ethan’s POV

the photographs spread across the cold

Rogues. Criminals. Monsters.

My throat went dry.

tear my eyes away from the images. I imagined Olivia in that hotel room, drugged, tied up, surrounded by these men. My stomach twisted, bile rising to

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

dropped my gaze

forward. “Mr. Hawthrone, your wife’s statement says she attempted to call you three times after being sedated and

nodded slowly, afraid of

two calls,” he continued. “The third went unanswered for a

for the file beside him, pulled out a USB

call. We’re going to

officer pressed the play

I braced myself.

998

panicked, barely coherent.

“Oops.

a knife in the gut. I had been at the office. Chole had walked in, uninvited. I remember her laughing, picking up

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I had

The recording stopped.

silence afterward was

wasn’t your phone with you, Mr. Hawthrone?” the officer asked. “Why was your mistress

The pain in my chest pulsed

lifted my head, my voice was hoarse. “She came into my office uninvited. Took my phone. I didn’t realize… I didn’t

paused. That

said she wanted to play a

let someone else take your personal device,” the cop repeated.flatly. “And that person just

how it looks. But I didn’t

his face unreadable. “We’ll

said quickly. “You can pull all of

nodded, but I could tell he didn’t fully buy

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