Alpha's Hidden Son

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now if he got the sleep that he wanted last night but just by looking at him, it seems like he didn’t get enough sleep even though he

ved, I was amazed by his modern style big house. From the outside to the interior, the designs were almost black, white, and brown. The receiving area was wide open. On the left were th

ointing to the corner. He was already

ouse was. I was too fascinated that I al

e here alon

n nodded. “Yeah, aside from my h

ded on the painting that was hanging on the left wall. A blue flower was painted on it.

of flower

,” he replied. “A

curious. “Why would you hang a pai

lower for him. At first, he was terrified that my mother painted such a poisonous flower but then M

d. “So… did it

why I took the painting and

old woman with short gray hair came. She scanned me from head to toe, which made me feel nervous. She’s a m

she asked, s

ht but her eyes… I saw how it flicked from brown to bright yel

replied then turned his attentio

e for her. “Good afternoon, Mrs. Lavigne.”

e but I can sense she has authori

” Brandon asked. “I’m really tired, a

just like what we did last night. I’d love to have the chance to continue what we are talking abo

olding a bottle of orange juice and I almost laughed at him. He was like

in the morni

e already had a coffee. You won’t

ook the bottle. “No, I like ora

morn

omfortably about work. Even though I know that Ales had this infatuation with me, I didn’t mind. I know i

e looked at me and then to Ales before he continued to his office. I quickly stood up and g

ice, he was busy hanging his

again, Sir!”

appears that he still di

t face before he looked down the files. His long fingers swiftly turned over every page which made me gulp. It was jus

coffee, and add extra sugar.” He cracked his neck

ou oka

on me. “Just give me a cof

e the window near the sofa. I took a cup and started to brew a coffee for him. I added extra sugar

Sir?” I asked. When I put the coffee on his tabl

en you and Al

t? S

eason why yo

essed it before I cleared

ing,

tween, I can sense that he’s jealous. My lips twitch

ange juice. Do you think the

He has a crus

he cup of coffee. My eyes widened a

that's

” he c

s that were burnt by the hot coffee. His lips were slightly swo

aimed. “I should

he said in

o look for the first aid kit but

I don’t n

was running through my chest. I quickly walked fast toward him then I prop my hands on the table. I low

oing?” he asked

wet lips. I gulped and started to feel the thirst for k

Sco

m leaning toward him. Without thinking, I kissed h

iss to treat it

then pressed our lips again. I closed my eyes tightly as I felt his soft and minty lips crash against mine. My hea

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