Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 27

Olivia’s POV

The morning air still clung to the quiet of dawn. I dragged my suitcase into the living room, the wheels humming low against the floorboards. Ava was already waiting there, barefoot, holding two mugs-one for each of us. She put hers down and wrapped me in a tight hug.

“Don’t worry about anything, okay?” she murmured against my shoulder. “Let me handle the rest. Just go, breathe, come back when you’re ready. And by then, your divorce papers will be ready too.”

I didn’t answer. I just nodded against her. There wasn’t much left to say.

I was doing it-I was finally leaving. Escaping, even if temporarily. After the disaster at the charity event and the emotional wreckage that followed, I needed to be anywhere else. A window seat, some cheap airport coffee, silence. I didn’t care where the flight landed. The destination didn’t matter. It was the leaving that I needed.

Ava was supposed to drive me to the airport, but as I zipped up the last corner of my suitcase, she sighed and glanced at her phone. “Something urgent just came up,” she said. “I have to handle it, but you can grab a cab, right?”

“Of course,” I said, slinging my small backpack over my shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. You’ve already done too much.”

Ava gave me one last tight hug at the door. “Have a safe flight. Text me when you land, alright?”

I stepped out of the apartment building, tugging my luggage behind me. The streets were still quiet, the sunlight bare- ly stretching across the pavement. I stood at the curb outside the gated entrance, checking my phone for a cab. That’s when it buzzed.

A strange number.

I stared at it, frowning. My instincts whispered-don’t answer that. I didn’t recognize the digits, but something about them felt… strange. Cold.

Just as I hit the decline button, a sleek silver Maybach turned the corner and rolled up slowly from within the neigh- borhood. I recognized the car almost instantly. The window rolled down halfway, and there he was-Mike.

“Miss Olivia?” His smile was polite, warm, like he’d been expecting me. “Where are you headed so early in the morn- ing?”

I hesitated. “Airport.”

“What a coincidence,” he said, resting an elbow on the edge of the window. “We’re going the same way. Come on, let us give you a ride.”

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“I actually just booked a cab… ” I started, unsure.

car. “Nonsense. No need to

reached for the handle of my suitcase before I could even protest, lifting it like it weighed nothing and popping it into the trunk. His movements were efficient, smooth, practiced. It was hard to refuse someone so direct

mannered.

been wearing such a clean, high-end suit-or hadn’t driven a Maybach-any passerby

back door for me and

a bit overwhelmed by the hospitality. But I was also exhausted. And it was hard to turn

said softly, and slid into

my breath caught in my

the far side of the seat. In the driver’s seat, Fin adjusted the

charcoal linen shirt, sleeves rolled up, a relaxed fit. He smelled faintly of cedar and

greeted him politely. “Good morning, Alpha

pack member. The chill in his gaze could’ve frozen lava, and yet… somehow, it didn’t feel offensive.

for those who got closer. Not that I was close. I just happened to know he wasn’t as warm

he was still the man who had

tolerate his coldness. Maybe even

spoke. “Going

I nodded. “Yes.”

“Where?”

“Maldives.”

change.

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I hesitated halfway. My voice

of embarrassment hit me as a memory surfaced. Not that long ago, I had asked this very man for a job. I had been desperate, serious, and probably

I was, hopping on a plane for

looked ridiculous

could explain myself, Alexander smiled faintly-too faint to be kind, too precise to be casual.

rearview mirror and chuckled. “Thought you were job hunting, Miss

application had been accepted,” I murmured, “I would’ve can- celed the trip. But

leaned slightly against the door, resting an elbow near the glass. “What if

I blinked. “Now?”

Just looked