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The Alpha's Billion-dollar Legacy Safe Haven, Temporary Refuge
Chapter Eight. When I pulled up to Aliyah’s place, I could already feel the difference. Her place was... inviting, almost annoyingly so. The kind of space that didn’t try too hard but still made you feel like you didn’t deserve to be there. It wasn’t big—just a modest little apartment—but it had that air of control, like she had her life stitched together better than anyone I knew. Bigger than the sorry excuse for a place I called home, that’s for sure.I stepped inside, dropping my bag by the door with a thud, and scanned the room. Aliyah’s voice floated from the back, sharp and familiar. "Lock the door behind you, Auston. I don’t need your mess following you in here."She emerged a second later, wiping her hands on her sweatpants like she’d just been elbow-deep in something—maybe work, maybe dinner, maybe a murder for all I knew. She looked at me, one eyebrow arching up like she could already tell I’d screwed up. Her arms crossed, a little shift in her stance that screamed impatien
The Alpha's Billion-dollar Legacy The Shadows We Cast
Chapter Nine. Eve’s POVAfter searching for Auston for what felt like two weeks straight, I was starting to freak out. Not that I’d admit that to anyone, but yeah, I was worried. I’d checked his workplace—three times, actually—and got nothing. The bank manager, this stiff guy with a shiny bald head and a permanent frown, told me Auston hadn’t shown up in days. He didn’t seem thrilled about it either. Honestly, though? That was his problem, not mine.Still, something about it didn’t sit right with me. Auston wasn’t the type to just disappear. Not without a reason.That day, after the bank shut its doors and the employees trickled out like they were escaping a prison break, I parked myself outside, waiting. And then I saw her. Aliyah.Her name alone made my teeth clench. Aliyah. Auston had some kind of “history” with her. Don’t ask me what that history was because every time I thought about it, my brain spiraled into places it didn’t need to go. Jealousy? Maybe. But screw that—this was
The Alpha's Billion-dollar Legacy Blood in the Alley
Marcus’s POVThe room was my kind of quiet—dim light, muffled voices, and the comforting scratch of cash being counted. My arms were folded on the scarred table, head resting like I was out cold, but I wasn’t. Not really. The cigarette smoke hung heavy in the air, curling lazily under the single flickering bulb. It didn’t bother me anymore. Hell, I probably needed it to feel normal at this point… yes I meant the smell. Doors creaked open at intervals, slamming shut almost instantly. Boots scuffed the floor. The rhythm of the operation was steady, like clockwork. Bags of money in, shipments out, no hiccups. Everything was running smoothly tonight. Or so I thought.Then I felt it—a hand on my shoulder. Tapping me relentlessly. “Boss.”I groaned, dragging my head up slow, like the weight of the world was tied to my neck. My eyes locked on Johnny, his face pale, sweat trickling down his temple.Johnny’s just a little man out here running risky errands, and every now and then, they thr
The Alpha's Billion-dollar Legacy Shaken, Not Stirred.
Auston's POV. Okay, okay Auston get shit together, okay , you need to get yourself together because honestly, I’m was totally screwed. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking, sweat dripping off me like I’d run a marathon. Every sound outside made me flinch, my. Standing by the window, I peered through the blinds for the hundredth timeMy sweater was sticking to my skin—hot, damp, and stained with his blood.Shit.The sweater had to go. I yanked it off and flung it onto the floor like it burned. My feet wouldn’t stop pacing, back and forth, back and forth, like somehow the movement could shake off the panic spiraling inside me. My hands were clammy, trembling at my sides.What was I supposed to do? How the hell was I supposed to explain this to Aliyah? She helped me, sure, but she didn’t sign up for this. I could already picture her face if she found out. God, I was spiraling. My lungs burned as I tried to breathe, but it was like I couldn’t get enough air.Then a soft knock on the door near
The Alpha's Billion-dollar Legacy A Hero's Fall
Chapter OneThe evening air bit at my skin as I trudged home, the cold seeping into my bones like an old memory I couldn’t shake. Today felt off. The streets were unnaturally quiet, save for the occasional whisper of wind through the bare trees. The scent of roasting and frying wafted from neighboring houses, dragging me back to moments I preferred not to relive—family dinners, my mother’s warm smile, and the taste of happiness that now felt foreign on my tongue.I sighed and pressed forward. The city felt drained tonight, hollow. Unlike the days when rain would drench my clothes and soak through my briefcase, the snow now coated the ground like a hushed promise of the holidays. Christmas was closing in.By the time I reached my apartment, my toes throbbed from the long walk. I’d been saving every penny, stretching my meager salary to buy food for myself and Timmy, the old man who slept on the bench outside my building.Timmy was in his late eighties and spent his days tidying up the
The Alpha's Billion-dollar Legacy On The Run
Chapter two.I woke to the beeping of machines and the sterile smell of disinfectant. My head throbbed, and my body felt like it had been put through a meat grinder. Tubes ran into my arms, pumping blood into my veins as if to keep me tethered to this world.I blinked up at the ceiling, struggling to piece together where I was and how I’d gotten here. The last thing I remembered was the sound of Eve’s scream, the thugs closing in, and then—darkness.The room was silent. Not my apartment, that much was obvious. I tried sitting up, but a sharp, searing pain shot through my ribs, forcing me back down with a groan. Broken ribs, probably. Fantastic.Before I could process further, the door creaked open, and a nurse stepped in, clipboard in hand and a polite smile on her face. She had that practiced air of someone who’d seen worse but wasn’t about to let me know it.“Well, look who’s awake,” she said, walking closer. “How are we feeling this morning? Still in one piece, I hope?”“Where am I
The Alpha's Billion-dollar Legacy An Apology And A Slap
Chapter ThreeTwo days later, I was still nursing my wounds in my cramped, rundown apartment. My ribs ached with every movement, and the bandages wrapped around me felt like chains, binding me to the reality of my situation. I had just finished changing the dressing on my side when my phone buzzed. The sound felt like an intrusion in the stillness.“Hello, Mr. Denzel,” I answered, trying to keep my voice steady.“Auston,” came the sharp reply. My manager’s voice was cold, as usual. “Why haven’t you been answering your calls?”I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. “I’m sorry, sir. I was in an accident a few days ago, and I’ve been recovering. I should have called.”“Accident or not,” he snapped, “this company runs on reliability, Mr. Auston. Your absence without notice is unacceptable. You can’t just disappear because life gets tough. This job requires commitment.”I leaned against the wall, trying not to let his words push me deeper into the pit I was already in. “I understand, si
The Alpha's Billion-dollar Legacy Eve's Persistence
Chapter FourIt’s been over a week since I got back to work, and though my wounds are healing fast, they’re not fully gone. People at the office keep whispering, probably thinking I’d quit after the money Eve gave me. But quitting? That’s not me. I like the routine, even if the job is monotonous. Flashing money around doesn’t appeal to me—it’s stability I care about.When I got home that evening, I handed the takeaway bag to Timmy, the janitor. He smiled as he took it, his gratitude always genuine.“Thanks, sir,” he said, his face lighting up.“No problem, Timmy. You deserve it,” I replied, starting to head upstairs.“Uh, sir?” Timmy called, his voice more cautious now.I stopped, turning back to him. “What’s up?”“A lady came by earlier,” he said, scratching the back of his head.“A lady?” I repeated, frowning. “What did she want?”“She brought some packages—several boxes—and asked me to give you this.” He held out a black envelope.I took it, my fingers brushing against the smooth,
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Auston's POV. Okay, okay Auston get shit together, okay , you need to get yourself together because honestly, I’m was totally screwed. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking, sweat dripping off me like I’d run a marathon. Every sound outside made me flinch, my. Standing by the window, I peered through the blinds for the hundredth timeMy sweater was sticking to my skin—hot, damp, and stained with his blood.Shit.The sweater had to go. I yanked it off and flung it onto the floor like it burned. My feet wouldn’t stop pacing, back and forth, back and forth, like somehow the movement could shake off the panic spiraling inside me. My hands were clammy, trembling at my sides.What was I supposed to do? How the hell was I supposed to explain this to Aliyah? She helped me, sure, but she didn’t sign up for this. I could already picture her face if she found out. God, I was spiraling. My lungs burned as I tried to breathe, but it was like I couldn’t get enough air.Then a soft knock on the door near
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Blood in the Alley
Marcus’s POVThe room was my kind of quiet—dim light, muffled voices, and the comforting scratch of cash being counted. My arms were folded on the scarred table, head resting like I was out cold, but I wasn’t. Not really. The cigarette smoke hung heavy in the air, curling lazily under the single flickering bulb. It didn’t bother me anymore. Hell, I probably needed it to feel normal at this point… yes I meant the smell. Doors creaked open at intervals, slamming shut almost instantly. Boots scuffed the floor. The rhythm of the operation was steady, like clockwork. Bags of money in, shipments out, no hiccups. Everything was running smoothly tonight. Or so I thought.Then I felt it—a hand on my shoulder. Tapping me relentlessly. “Boss.”I groaned, dragging my head up slow, like the weight of the world was tied to my neck. My eyes locked on Johnny, his face pale, sweat trickling down his temple.Johnny’s just a little man out here running risky errands, and every now and then, they thr
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The Shadows We Cast
Chapter Nine. Eve’s POVAfter searching for Auston for what felt like two weeks straight, I was starting to freak out. Not that I’d admit that to anyone, but yeah, I was worried. I’d checked his workplace—three times, actually—and got nothing. The bank manager, this stiff guy with a shiny bald head and a permanent frown, told me Auston hadn’t shown up in days. He didn’t seem thrilled about it either. Honestly, though? That was his problem, not mine.Still, something about it didn’t sit right with me. Auston wasn’t the type to just disappear. Not without a reason.That day, after the bank shut its doors and the employees trickled out like they were escaping a prison break, I parked myself outside, waiting. And then I saw her. Aliyah.Her name alone made my teeth clench. Aliyah. Auston had some kind of “history” with her. Don’t ask me what that history was because every time I thought about it, my brain spiraled into places it didn’t need to go. Jealousy? Maybe. But screw that—this was
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Safe Haven, Temporary Refuge
Chapter Eight. When I pulled up to Aliyah’s place, I could already feel the difference. Her place was... inviting, almost annoyingly so. The kind of space that didn’t try too hard but still made you feel like you didn’t deserve to be there. It wasn’t big—just a modest little apartment—but it had that air of control, like she had her life stitched together better than anyone I knew. Bigger than the sorry excuse for a place I called home, that’s for sure.I stepped inside, dropping my bag by the door with a thud, and scanned the room. Aliyah’s voice floated from the back, sharp and familiar. "Lock the door behind you, Auston. I don’t need your mess following you in here."She emerged a second later, wiping her hands on her sweatpants like she’d just been elbow-deep in something—maybe work, maybe dinner, maybe a murder for all I knew. She looked at me, one eyebrow arching up like she could already tell I’d screwed up. Her arms crossed, a little shift in her stance that screamed impatien
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Betrayal and Brutality
Chapter SevenThat same evening, The thug, Vinnie, walked into a downtown club; it was a strip club, and when he came in, a haze of smoke and loud music enveloped him. He spotted his boss, Marcus, in the corner, surrounded by girls. Vinnie made his way over, nodding to the bouncers as he passed, exchanging intricate handshakes as he smoked his way to Marcus, Eve’s supposed boyfriend."Hey, boss," Vinnie said, leaning in close. "I got some info." He said, scratching his nose with the back of his finger.Marcus looked up, interested. "What is it?" He asked, his voice hoarse and overwhelming."I saw Eve and a guy together," Vinnie said, his voice low. "And get this - it was the same guy we beat up earlier."Marcus's expression darkened; he adjusted his posture as all the girls around him withdrew from his body. "What the...? How did he end up with Eve?"Vinnie shrugged. "No idea, but I thought you'd want to know; you know how we get down around here."Marcus's face twisted in anger. "Ye
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Shadows of Doubt.
Chapter SixInside the restaurant, the sound of heavy raindrops hitting the glass walls created a somber ambiance, a stark contrast to the emotional storm brewing within Eve. She spoke, her voice laced with pain, as Auston listened intently, his eyes locked onto hers."I lost my mom in a fire when I was nine," Eve said, her voice cracking. "She saved me, but...she didn't make it out herself." Tears welled up in her eyes. "My dad remarried, but my stepmom...she was cruel, still is though, Always taunting me, making me feel worthless. I turned to drugs, to men, to sex...anything to escape the pain."Auston's gaze never wavered, his expression softening with empathy. He felt a pang of guilt, knowing he had judged her harshly earlier."My brother's sick, Auston," Eve continued her voice barely above a whisper. "Cancer, the doctor confirmed he has two more years on his clock. And I...I was with that guy, the one you saw me with because my stepmom pushed us together. But I don't love him. I
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The Howl beneath the surface
Chapter FiveThe office felt emptier by the second. One by one, my coworkers packed up their desks and shuffled out the door, their footsteps echoing in the silence. Only Aliyah, a couple of others, and I remained. The fluorescent lights buzzed faintly above, the only sound accompanying the low hum of the air conditioning. I leaned back in my chair, watching as the two security guards did their usual sweep, locking up offices and switching off unnecessary lights.I wasn’t in any rush. My shift stretched into the night, and I was resigned to another round of schematics and balance sheets. I pulled out my notepad, scribbling some notes, when movement outside the window caught my eye. Flashlights—security doing their rounds outside the building. I smirked. They acted like this place was Fort Knox.Then I saw it. My chest tightened.Eve’s car.I groaned quietly, my fist curling against the desk. “She’s here already?” I muttered under my breath, feeling the frustration bubble up. The sleek
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Eve's Persistence
Chapter FourIt’s been over a week since I got back to work, and though my wounds are healing fast, they’re not fully gone. People at the office keep whispering, probably thinking I’d quit after the money Eve gave me. But quitting? That’s not me. I like the routine, even if the job is monotonous. Flashing money around doesn’t appeal to me—it’s stability I care about.When I got home that evening, I handed the takeaway bag to Timmy, the janitor. He smiled as he took it, his gratitude always genuine.“Thanks, sir,” he said, his face lighting up.“No problem, Timmy. You deserve it,” I replied, starting to head upstairs.“Uh, sir?” Timmy called, his voice more cautious now.I stopped, turning back to him. “What’s up?”“A lady came by earlier,” he said, scratching the back of his head.“A lady?” I repeated, frowning. “What did she want?”“She brought some packages—several boxes—and asked me to give you this.” He held out a black envelope.I took it, my fingers brushing against the smooth,
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An Apology And A Slap
Chapter ThreeTwo days later, I was still nursing my wounds in my cramped, rundown apartment. My ribs ached with every movement, and the bandages wrapped around me felt like chains, binding me to the reality of my situation. I had just finished changing the dressing on my side when my phone buzzed. The sound felt like an intrusion in the stillness.“Hello, Mr. Denzel,” I answered, trying to keep my voice steady.“Auston,” came the sharp reply. My manager’s voice was cold, as usual. “Why haven’t you been answering your calls?”I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. “I’m sorry, sir. I was in an accident a few days ago, and I’ve been recovering. I should have called.”“Accident or not,” he snapped, “this company runs on reliability, Mr. Auston. Your absence without notice is unacceptable. You can’t just disappear because life gets tough. This job requires commitment.”I leaned against the wall, trying not to let his words push me deeper into the pit I was already in. “I understand, si