Watch Me Win, Alpha
Chapter 90
Chapter 89
The way he had looked at me–calm, unreadable, then cold–like I’d overstepped just by standing there. When he mocked me for being concerned about “gossip,” I knew it wasn’t just teasing. He was reminding me of where I stood. Of who he was. Of who I wasn’t.
I’d heard that tone before. It was the same one I’d heard from strangers at the golf club that day–right before the headlines called me a gold–digger, before whispers claimed I wore that dress just to seduce my boss. I thought I’d survived that storm. But maybe I hadn’t. Maybe I’d just dressed the wounds prettier.
The difference was, this time the voice was his.
I had no words to offer him that wouldn’t sound desperate. So
I’d laughed awkwardly, pathetically–and muttered that I’d
overthought it. Then I excused myself like the fool who walked
into the wrong room and thought she belonged.
When I passed Mike in the hallway, he looked up from his
tablet and tried to smile. “Don’t take it personally. He’s… not
great at expressing himself”
I managed a stiff smile, clutching my bag tighter. “It’s fine. I just
remembered I left something on the stove.”
He tilted his head. “You don’t cook”
I laughed once under my breath and shrugged. “Just
sometimes.”
I didn’t wait for a reply. I just left.
The elevator ride down was quiet. Still. And when I stepped out
into the open air, I wasn’t angry. I wasn’t even sad. I was just… embarrassed.
changed into the comfiest sweatshirt I owned and sat cross–legged on the couch, staring
wasn’t that I had feelings for Alexander. I
of man people
you stood
along the way–between
way he stood
the Windsors–I’d started to
I could trust him, Like he might see me as
temporary assistant trying
footing.
that
confused gratitude
me. But that didn’t
to touch. And I–no matter how steady I looked–was still someone pulling herself together, still trying not to flinch every time
if
quickly
of it was
deeper into the couch, exhaling through
illusions. No more lines
my boss. And I’m supposed to stay at
distance from Alexander.
The Next Day
picking at my
sautéed greens I didn’t really want–when my
rang.
Mike.
seeing his name made my stomach clench. I wiped
picked up.
greeted, unusually polite. “Are you busy
evening?”
barely touched
particularly. Why?”
a pause, long enough for me to sense that this wasn’t just a friendly check–in. With Mike,
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