Semua Bab Greedy Me Wants All Alphas to Myself : Bab 121 - Bab 130

I walked into the living room only to see Jisoo lounging like some devil reincarnated, preaching nonsense at the TV like she owned the place. I snatched the remote from her hand. "What the hell are you doing here? You didn't even tell me you were coming." She barely glanced at me. "Relax, brother. It's been ages since you visited Korea. Omma and Oppa miss you. You should come home sometime." "I'm busy here," I snapped. "Very busy." "Busy?" She raised a brow, smiling like a cat who found cream. "Ah, with the blonde. It's blonde now, huh? You don't go for dark-haired anymore?" I glared. "Shut up. That's none of your business. Pack your things and go back to wherever the hell you came from. You're not appreciated here." "Ah, brother," she sighed dramatically, flipping her hair over one shoulder. "At least pretend to be nice." "I'm only nice

Eric's breath hitched as Anne leaned in, her body grazing his just enough to set fire to every nerve ending. His fingers hovered at the hem of her shirt, like he was waiting for permission he didn't need and she gave it with a look, a silent dare in her eyes.He took it.Slowly, deliberately, his fingers slid under the fabric, brushing against her skin as he lifted it inch by inch. He didn't rush it. No, Eric was savoring it like unwrapping something dangerous and precious at the same time. His eyes never left hers. Not once.They shouldn't be doing this....but they are.Anne's breath came in shallow pulses, her chest rising and falling with the weight of everything unsaid between them. But the moment his fingers brushed just under her ribs, her hand moved slow, steady reaching down between them, right over the waistband of his jeans, and she touched him.Eric cursed under his breath. "Fuck!"Her fingers barely grazed him, but it

Han's POVI wasn't expecting that reaction from him. $500,000 seems like a lot to someone like Tyler, but to me? It's nothing just another drop in the ocean of my wealth. Hell, it's pocket change, something I probably waste on skincare in a month.I could hear Elvin shrug from the backseat. "Oh, please, that's nothing." He added with a dismissive scoff, "But of course, it's something for people like you."Tyler, however, shot him a look. A glare that was sharp, his body stiffening as if the comment had actually cut deeper than intended.I couldn't help but grin. This whole back-and-forth, this tension between them, was intoxicating. I used to hate it.hell, I was annoyed by it. But now? Now, it makes me laugh. They're so similar in some ways, yet different in others. And right now, I think I prefer one over the other. Tyler finally spoke, breaking the silence. "Yeah, it might be nothing to you, but to me, it's a lot. Probably the most I'v

Tyler's POVWayne slid into his seat right in front of Han, and honestly? I could practically see Han squirm. Something about the way Wayne acted around him always made things... uncomfortable.But I wasn't the only one noticing. Was it just me, or was Wayne flirting with Han in the most infuriating way possible?Oh, my mind went straight back to the day I was molested by Wayne. Gosh, just thinking about that gave me shivers.That devil's pawn. He thought I was Han's latest news boy toy, like Elvin, but nope. I wasn't his plaything. If anything, I was above that. Far above that.But wait, what if... what if Wayne was Han's ex? Suddenly, everything clicked. Maybe that's why Wayne was always acting so Weird over Han, and why Han was constantly awkward around him.Maybe that also explained why Elvin's hand was clenched into a fist, his knuckles pale from gripping Han so tightly.Oh my God, my life was turning into a soap o

Anne stared at her phone, the alert flashing across the screen like a slap to the face."$250,000 – from Tyler."Whoa.From Tyler?Had he robbed a bank?How could he possibly send that much?She should've called him. She wanted to. But she wasn't in the right state of mind.Instead, she sank onto the edge of the bed, guilt slipping through her ribs like smoke, curling into her lungs.I'm bad.I'm not a good girlfriend.The words played on a loop in her mind sharp, suffocating, damning.She'd cheated.And the moment that truth landed, it hit hard. Right in the lungs.She stared at the screen, her heart sinking lower with every passing second.Tyler was out there working himself to the bone for her, risking God knows what, while she was here… kissing his best friend.Eric.His best friend.The memory of the kiss lingered like heat on her skin. She could still feel his breath against her lips, still hearing the way he said her name as it mattered.And that only made the guilt worse.She