Chapter 42: Weak!

CARLOS's POV

‘Put on a strong font,’ I chanted in my head as I stared at the group of people before me.

I could not afford to break down, I could not afford to show a weak side to anyone around here. I could not let anyone see beyond what I was showing.

But it was so hard to maintain my cool front. I wanted to smash things, I wanted to scream and whine and be angry.

I could not though, not with the way she stared at me. She was not threatening at all, she just stood emotionless, arms crossed acros her chest as she leaned against the door to the meeting room, directly facing me. She just stood there as a guard watching over everyone with an expressionless look on her face.

But I knew she was looking at me, judging my every move, every twitch. I knew that I could not afford to break down or do anything stupid. I had to keep up the merciless alpha front that she had built for me. I was fighting against a more ruthless alpha, I knew of that. I was a personal witness myself to his ruthless