Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 29

I cleared my throat and answered evenly, “There’s only one event tonight. Alpha Heath from Vasalin Technologies

has invited you to a yacht reception. It’s being held as a welcome party in your honor.”

Alexander gave a single nod, his expression unreadable. “I’ll take a nap,” he said. “Wake me up at five.”

“Understood,” I said quickly.

Fin and I left the suite together and went to our own rooms. I didn’t even bother to unpack.

There wasn’t much time. I took a cab straight to the nearest shopping center and darted through the aisles like a wom- an on a mission. I needed everything-professional wear for business meetings, formal dresses for events, casuals for daily use. There wasn’t room for mistakes. By the time I returned, it was already 4:30.

I took the fastest shower of my life, towel-dried my hair, and slipped into a fresh set of professional clothes. My heart was pounding as I glanced at the clock: 4:50.

I quietly let myself back into Alexander’s suite, careful not to make noise. I’d noticed he hadn’t picked an outfit for the yacht event, so I opened his suitcase, pulled out one of the suits he’d packed, and hung it up neatly. Then I select- ed a navy dress shirt and matching slacks-sharp, elegant, but understated-and quickly ironed them.

By the time I was done, it was just past five.

I hesitated briefly, then made my way toward the bedroom.

The door creaked softly as I pushed it open.

And there he was.

Alexander lay asleep in the center of the bed, a silver silk robe draped lazily across his frame. One side had fallen open, revealing the lean muscles of his chest, the slope of his collarbone, and the soft rhythm of his breathing. His legs-long and perfectly proportioned-peeked out from under the robe, resting carelessly on the sheets.

I stood frozen for a moment, struck by the sheer… beauty of the man.

Yve stirred inside me.” He’s so handsome,” she whispered, sounding awestruck.” We should bite him and keep him forever.”

I forced myself to look away. I couldn’t afford to have thoughts like this.

But then I made the mistake of checking the time again.

It was already 5:30.

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13:31

I panicked.

I stepped closer and gently called, “Alpha Alexander… it’s time to get up.”

No response.

I said again, louder this time, but his

actually end here. If I let him miss this

yelled right into his ear, “Wake

happened next

a sudden motion, his hand shot up and pressed firmly against the back

brushed against his chin. Warm skin. The faintest trace of his scent- clean,

widened

Alexander froze too.

Time seemed to stretch.

completely, he tilted his

something incoherent, and practically stumbled out of the

burning. My pulse

behind the door

heels and stumbled into the bathroom. My hands went

boss. That was the task. That

turn into me kissing him on

lips as I replayed the moment in my mind-the warmth of his skin,

softly and shook my

to Alexander’s suite. My hair was tied up, my

posure.

out yet. Fin looked over his shoulder and smiled faintly when he

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walked out of

His gaze was calm. My own dropped immedi- ately to the buttons of his crisp white shirt. I focused on the fabric, the

him silently down to the

one said a word. I sat in the back, legs crossed, hands folded tightly in my lap. I tried to force my breathing to slow,

eventually broke

“Water.”

grabbed a bottle from the

he said. “Stop thinking about your work fail- ures. You’re stiff

it. I turned away and took a

arrived at

with Washington elites. The air was thick with perfume, champagne, and mon- ey. Fin and I followed Alexander aboard. I let my eyes travel upward—the vessel had three floors above us, including a pool, guest rooms, and a private view deck. All of it elegant. All of it out of

Despite the years lining his face, there was a sharpness in his eyes and a smooth confidence in the way he patted Alexander’s arm, like they were old

polished and powerful. You could tell from the brands they wore and the way they held their glasses that none

Then she appeared.

Adele Vasalin.

an easy, infectious smile. She looked barely twenty, and Heath introduced her with grandfatherly pride-“My granddaughter, Adele. Just