Chapter 39

XANDER’S P.O.V

I stepped out of the car and onto the disgusting American road. The air reeked of poor diet and Gen Z. Birds were flying around pissing in the air and the sun was shining directly in my friggin eyes. I hate this place.

“Heunace, umbrella!” I said and my beta brought an umbrella to my side. I walked out of the airport and into the Lamborghini waiting outside for me.

‘This man looks crazy powerful but why is he in a lime-colored suit?.’ said the chauffeur’s thoughts. I smiled to myself. I am indeed powerful. Many people question my choice of clothing but I see no problem with it. I just find colors exciting. The only reason I’m in this dastardly country is because of that good-for-nothing Alpha Xavier. I’m supposed to have a meeting and discussion with him about our industry advancements.

The fact that I do oil and he still has the upper hand in business aggravates me. I like a good challenge and out of all these good-for-nothing Alphas, he seems to be the only one willin