THE ALPHA'S OBSESSION

Ten years ago...Raffy didn't know how long he had been just staring at his reflection in the mirror. What he knew was that it had been too long, that he had to stop now, or else he was going to be late for his flight.He glanced at his wristwatch. His flight was at three p.m., and it was already twelve noon, which meant he only had three hours to reach the airport.A deep sigh came out of his mouth. He really needed to leave if he didn't want to be left behind by the plane…Or maybe that was what he truly wanted—"No," Raffy said to himself while shaking his head, putting a stop to all the thoughts he was having. He looked at himself in the mirror again, and this time his eyes showed determination. "You've already made your decision, Raffy. You can't back out now."And so with that, he took one more look at his sullen face in the mirror and fixed his clothes before he finally grabbed his two suitcases and went out of his room.He initially planned to just leave right away and not loo

Andrew felt like his world had stopped spinning. It's like time has been paused. He was lost for words, and his gaze zeroed in on the man in front of him—the one he had so many memories about and had tried to bury.“Andrew…” he heard Raffy, looking equally shocked, utter.It had been so long since that voice called his name, and Andrew thought he would never get the chance to hear his name being said like that again.He didn't know how long he had been staring. He wanted to take his eyes off and pull himself together, wanted to act like he didn't give a fuck about seeing Raffy again, but his body had already betrayed him. He couldn't stop staring, looking at the few changes in Raffy's look and body.Ten years had passed. Raffy now looked older. He was still that attractive-looking beta, but in a mature way. And his body… Raffy used to be lean, but now, although he's wearing a long-sleeved shirt, it is quite obvious that he has put on some muscle here and there.“Sir?”Andrew’s attenti

Despite telling himself so many times that he needed to stop thinking too much about Raffy and instead think of what he should be doing for his project to finally start, Andrew couldn't take his mind off of Raffy. Even after busying himself, the moment he wasn't occupied, even if it was only for a few seconds, Raffy would immediately fill his thoughts, leaving him with conflicted emotions. "Sir?" Sally's voice brought him out of his reverie. He hadn't even realized that he was sitting languidly—not very suitable for someone that holds the highest position in his own company and was supposed to do his job, which he clearly had forgotten already because he was busy thinking of someone that should have no business to camp inside his head. Sally stared at him in confusion, then turned into amusement. Sally knew he was thinking of something that didn't have anything to do with work and their company. And knowing Sally, he knew he would be bombarded with questions at any moment,

"You didn't have to come here. I could have handled this myself."Andrew withdrew his gaze from Raffy's bookshop to look at Sally as he answered her, "Obviously, you weren't able to handle it yourself, since many of them still didn't want to leave this place."Sally turned speechless, then hurt and shame filled her face.Andrew knew he was being harsh. But he was also speaking nothing but facts. Sally tried to resolve this all by herself, but nothing happened. Nothing had improved, and no problem had been resolved. And the investors were getting impatient. They wanted to see results, or even just an improvement, and yet they couldn't show anything. That was why he finally decided to show up and do it himself. If Sally couldn't do anything about the landowners' stubbornness, then maybe he could. After all, pursuing was one of his greatest talents.He already had a plan. Executing it was the only thing left for him to do.But meeting Raf

A stalker. That was what Andrew came across at that moment, hiding from the side, trying to make his presence not be known.It was already three in the afternoon, and he was supposed to still be in his office by that time. And yet here he was, doing everything he could to not get people's attention, such as not using his usual car and driving himself instead of calling his driver and wearing casual clothes.Don't get him wrong. He had not come back because he wanted to see Raffy. He only came because he needed to check the entire area again.How he dreamed about the days when Raffy would help him during his ruts had nothing to do with him coming back to Maplewood the day after what happened at Raffy's bookshop. Like he told Sally when amusement filled her face when he told her he was going back to Maplewood: he was only there for business and nothing more.Since everyone in Maplewood had already referred to Raffy as their representative, it was only right for him to know what the beta