Semua Bab Greedy Me Wants All Alphas to Myself : Bab 81 - Bab 90

Han's POVI dashed out of the hospital wing, the weight of his glare still heavy on my back.What a fool.Who the hell throws themselves into the line of fire for someone they don't know? He didn't owe me a damn thing, yet there he was—stitched up, fuming, and still glaring at me like I was the one in the wrong.Maybe he was just stupid. Or reckless.Or maybe…I smirked to myself.He fell for me.That would explain his earlier awkwardness. The way his cheeks flushed red, the way his eyes kept darting away like he was afraid to look directly at me.Interesting.My phone buzzed, snapping me from my thoughts. Without skipping a beat, I answered."The chip has been successfully shipped to Russia," Azazel's voice came through cold and precise, as efficient as always. "Three lives were lost. Seven are hospitalized."I took a slow breath, letting the information settle. Azazel wasn't just an operative; she was a machine. Ruthless. Precise. Never one to hesitate. A blade in the shape of a wom

Han's POVI walked down the quiet hospital corridor, my footsteps echoing faintly against the sterile walls. On the surface, I looked the same as ever calm, sharp, collected but inside, a low hum vibrated through my blood.I could still feel Tyler's fingers fisting my collar, still see the wild fire burning in his eyes when he shouted at me.No fear.No hesitation.Only raw, untamed spirit.I smirked to myself. Good.Only a fool thinks loyalty can be bought with money.And Tyler was no fool.He was stubborn, reckless the kind who would rather bleed out on the floor than kneel.Exactly what I needed.The elevator came into view, and I slowed my steps slightly, adjusting my tie where he had grabbed me earlier. His touch still lingered rough, clumsy, desperate. I brushed it off my suit carefully, almost thoughtfully. "You're in the right place, Tyler," I muttered under my breath, voice low enough only I could hear."You just don't know it yet."The elevator doors slid open with a so

I paced back and forth, my mind a whirlwind of confusion and fear. Anne and Eric had been quiet for a while, exchanging glances, like they were trying to decide how to approach this next part. My heart was still hammering in my chest from the threat — the cold reminder of the stakes I was facing. I couldn't just take the job. I couldn't. Me. Tyler a bodyguard? Hilarious!But as the silence stretched, I felt the weight of their gazes, the tension building. Finally, Anne stood up from where she had been sitting by the bed, her expression softening. "Tyler, listen to me."I stopped pacing, looking over at her. She was so calm, so sure, but I could see the worry in her eyes. "You don't understand," I said, my voice thick with frustration. "Taking that job means giving him everything. It's handing him control over my life. I'll be stuck in his world, in his game, forever."Eric cleared his throat, crossing his arms. "We get it, man. We do. But think about it. You can't just run forever. Th

Tyler POV.Anne, sensing I was about to lose my mind, quietly slipped out and returned a few minutes later with the doctor in tow. He was the same middle-aged man with silver streaks in his hair, looking more tired than ever, like he'd already lived three lifetimes today.I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands clenched into fists, trying to steady the roaring in my head. I didn't even wait for the doctor to ask anything."Call him," I said, my voice rough, cold. "Whoever brought me here. Tell him I'll take the damn deal."The doctor blinked, a little taken aback, but then nodded slowly, like he had been expecting this the whole time. Like this was just another box he needed to check off before moving on to the next unfortunate soul.Anne stayed by my side, her hand brushing against my arm in silent support, but I could feel her trembling. I wasn't the only one scared. I just happened to be the one signing away my life."Are you sure?" the doctor asked, his voice low, almost... sad.I

Hey guys! They will also be some random Third person POV. Enjoy.Anne stormed down the hallway like a thundercloud on two legs, her fists clenched so tightly her fingertips were white. Her eyes were glossed over, and she barely noticed the wrapped sweets in her hand until one of them nearly slipped through her fingers.A nurse caught the moment and stepped toward her, concern softening her voice. "Miss, are you alright?"Anne didn't look up. She stared at the candy like it had personally betrayed her. Her voice came out low and bitter."I don't even know what I'm doing here... with the both of them. They're two jerks."She blinked fast and turned away before the nurse could ask more. She needed to breathe—needed to get away from Tyler, from everything. But most of all, from him."Fuck! I can't bare this" Logic reminded her that she couldn't leave Tyler alone, not with Mr. Han slithering his way over soon. Her feet moved before her brain caught up."I just need sometimes to myself," sh