Semua Bab Greedy Me Wants All Alphas to Myself : Bab 131 - Bab 140

Earlier that day....Eric didn't know what to think anymore."he muttered under his breath. "We messed up. Big time."He flung his body away from her, disgusted at himself. Everything spiraled the moment he saw Tyler's name flash on her phone first a text, then a call. Guilt crashed over him like a wave. She had left less than five minutes later. When he returned to the living room, she was gone.Gone.She had left the house completely."What the hell have I done?" he whispered, panic clawing at his insides.Tyler.Tyler, his best friend since high school. His brother in everything but blood. The guy who'd been there when his life was falling apart who held him up when everyone else turned their backs.And now?Now he was sneaking around behind his back kissing Anne. Touching Anne. Almost fucking Anne.Eric dragged his hands over his face, groaning as the shame took root."I'm a piece of shit," he said to himself. "A terrible friend. A bad human being."How did he even let it happen?

The last few days had been a complete disaster.First, there was the whole chip drama with Han completely pure hell. Then he dragged me into one of those long, cryptic strategy meetings where they plotted how to take down Wayne like it was some mafia war table. And as if that stress wasn't enough, every time I dragged my half-dead body home, Elvin and Jisoo would be there waiting and tag-teaming me with taunts like it was their full-time job.And then, just when I thought I could finally sleep? Azazel would kick open my door like a demon and toss boxing gloves in my face. "Time for training, shrimp!" Like bro, it's 2 a.m. Can I just die in peace?Anyway, after all that, I found myself in Han's office, dead-eyed and clinging to my last thread of sanity. He was in the next room, finishing a hushed conversation with Azazel, so I sat there quietly... playing with his coffee mug.Big mistake.Han walked in, cleared his throat, and his eyes zeroed in on the mug in my hand."Who told you to

Han's POVIt's not like I like teasing him. But there's something about Tyler that pulls me under.Like I'm drowning and somehow, I don't want to come up for air.He has this energy. This… glow. Like the sun and the storm at the same time."Control yourself, Han," I whispered to myself before opening the door.Only to stop dead in my tracks.Elvin was sitting on the bed.Naked.Completely.But my body didn't respond.Not the way it did when I saw him. Not like when I saw Tyler soaked, blonde strands falling over his eyes, water dripping down his skin. His body was lean, tight, the kind of masculine that whispered rather than screamed. His wrists made to be held. His hair long enough to tug when he.....I snapped out of the thought.But Elvin noticed.He smirked. "You're already hard, darling," he purred, stepping toward me. His robe slipped, revealing more skin with every step. He was naked underneath, only that silken belt lazily tied.I looked down and, yeah… I was hard. Thick. Obvi

I slipped back into position, blending in with the crowd. The lights dimmed slightly as dramatic music rolled through the hall, and the stage came alive. Han walked up first, flanked by Wayne and a few corporate figureheads, all smiling as if nothing dangerous loomed just beneath their perfectly pressed suits."Ladies and gentlemen," Han said, his voice ringing through the speakers, "thank you for joining us tonight for what promises to be a revolutionary step forward."The crowd erupted in polite applause. I stayed seated, my eyes scanning everything security posts, waiter movement, even the camera angles. Nothing could go wrong. Not tonight.Wayne stepped forward next, holding a crystal-clear glass of red wine. A choice that didn't go unnoticed by any of us."My team and I are proud to be investing in HanTech's vision for the future," Wayne said, his charm slick and his tone practiced. "We believe this innovation isn't just a product. It's a promise. A promise of connection, of tra

"Anne, wait Anne!"Eric's voice cut through the buzz of the music, but Anne didn't stop. Her heels clacked furiously against the marble floor as she pushed through the side door into the garden. The night air hit her hard cold and unwelcome but not as biting as the thoughts racing through her mind.He was behind her in seconds."You always do this," she snapped, not turning to face him."Do what?" Eric asked, breathless.She finally spun, eyes glassy. "Follow me. Say nothing. Then act like you've never looked at me the way you do."Eric clenched his jaw. "You have a boyfriend.""Don't you dare say his name right now," she hissed, stepping closer. "Because we both know this isn't about him."Eric's heart pounded. God, she looked beautiful in red. And furious. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips trembling not with fear, but with restraint. Just like the last time."I didn't mean for that kiss to happen," he said quietly.Her laugh was sharp and bitter. "But you meant to bring that girl. W