​Alpha's Rejected Mate: A Billionaire's Unexpected Surprise

a night meant for the world's elite to smile, network, and secretly sharpen their knives. But for Elara Vane, CEO

between them was a tangible force, hotter and h

warm, were currently glacial, fixed on the man who was both her fiercest competitor and the silent subject of her most frustrating

, yet every fibre of her being knew he was aware of her presence. He was built like a predator: wide shoulders, a lean, taut body, and a jawline that cou

s the room. It was not a glance; it was a challenge. It bypassed her business faca

em every time they were in the same room. It was a secret, electric hatred, th

len the $500 million Singapore infrastructure deal she had been working

of fascination-washed over her. She knew she had to leave before she did

w, smooth voice spoke, right behind h

g alread

pensive leather, and something uniquely h

his gaze at close range. His

opponents," she said, her voice steady and sharp. "Congratula

ssion. "Such fire. It's what I admire about you, Elara. You'

torted. "You are a menace, Kincaid. A ruthle

l and trapped. "Poison? Or simply superior competition? Tell me, Elara. Why the anger? Is it the l

xactly what she despised about him: hi

d. I think about you only as a

're trembling. Your hostility is a mask, and ton

There's a private balcony on the 60th floor. We nee

pull to finally confront him without the watchful eyes of the financial world-was too potent

y, walking ahead of him. "Let's talk, Sh

d, a stark contrast to the burning tension radiating off

turning to face him. "Talk,

pression unreadable, predatory. The space between them shrank

ry," Kaius finally murmure

ack the deal?

were rivals, we are two adults who bur

f a large cat. He caged her against the cold railing, his hands clamping on e

out, "but I see the truth in your eyes, Elara. It's

form a protest, he

two egos too powerful to submit. It was rough, demanding, and

ted him, yes, but the suppressed tension of years burst forth like a raging flood. She responde

n her exposed back, pulling her flush against his hard, unyielding body.

his is Kincaid. T

r up against the stone column, his mouth never leaving hers, deepe

The cool air hit her skin, only to be chased away by the heat of h

t, her face buried in the crook of his neck. The only sounds we

ears of repressed, aggressive chemistry. In that moment, the rivalry, the deals, the empire-ev

ot bothering with the light. He didn't need to see her; he knew her body by the feel of t

ossessive ownership. They fought their way to the bed, and they fought on the bed. It was fast, furi

ale light of the dawn filterin

ensation was not one of peace; it was the sharp, u

was a

tly smooth, as if he had never been there. The only evidence of the night before was her

e sat up, clutching the sheet to her ches

she s

r glass, lay a thick stack of hundred-dollar

piece of thick, personalized stationary-Kaius K

ing. Her gaze was immediately drawn to th

ore. Consider this payment for your... time. Don't call me. Don'

dn't cry. That was for weak

shame. The sheer arrogance! The dismissal! He had treated her not jus

ung it against the wall with all her

usly low. "You think one night makes me a loser? I will destroy you. I

d her tattered clothes, her mind already racing with plans for revenge. She didn

f the Kincaid Tower, running on s

orld gave a

to clutch the cold marble wall for support. Her vision

dizziness

abdomen, resting protectively on the spot where Kaius'

s widened, a horrifying thought

ot pos

an't be