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Alpha has gone soft for his secretary.

Author: Ava
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-12 23:38:26

Ava’s POV

“…the way she stood up to him yesterday, and he didn’t even bark at her, not once…”

I kept my head down, focusing on the Sable proposal, as the whispers from the outer office drifted in. The buzz was persistent, speculation blooming wherever I walked in Blackwood Tower. To them, I was just Mrs. Sinclair, Damian Blackwood’s long-suffering secretary, the one who delivered coffee and filed agendas and sometimes dared to match the Alpha’s glare.

But there were things about me they would never guess. Not the softness of his voice when we were alone, nor the way his hand searched for me at night beneath the apartment’s expensive sheets. Especially not the simple, gold band he’d locked onto my finger months ago when no one was watching.

A stack of contracts landed between us—a silent challenge. Damian reached for the top one, his knuckles brushing my skin. The warmth of the touch made my heart stutter, but I kept my face serene.

He pitched his voice low, for me alone: “Ignore them.
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