Lahat ng Kabanata ng Begging on Their Knees My Alpha Wants Me Back: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 47

After signing the management contract, Liana had her driver take me home. I didn’t think much of it at the time—it was a simple ride in a black SUV from her gated villa community. I never expected that brief exit would be caught on camera by a Shadow Wolf.By Monday morning, I was back on set, ready to film the next episode of the reality show. But the moment I walked in, I felt it—eyes on me. The crew whispered behind their clipboards, and even the boom mic guy kept glancing over like I’d grown horns overnight.And then there was Josephson. Smug. Predictably cruel.“Some people,” he drawled loud enough for everyone to hear, “even with a sugar daddy funding their career, should know better than to drag others down when their own mess leaks online.”I stopped cold, brows drawing together. “Excuse me?”“Don’t play innocent, Mia,” he sneered. “Your private visit to a sugar daddy’s villa has been trending all night on X. Don’t tell me you haven’t seen it.”That explained the icy stares and

“No way. Mia’s too much of a coward to take down an attacker. She wouldn’t even stay in the haunted house!”“Get real. Just because she swapped rooms with Justin doesn’t mean she’s scared of ghosts. That’s not the same as being afraid of dying.”“Mia’s a badass! She literally ambushed a knife-wielding maniac. Queen behavior.”“I’m sold. I need her X account ASAP—someone drop the link!”“Gill just tagged her! New account, barely any followers—everyone go follow her now!”“Welcome to the Mia fandom! You won’t regret investing in her.”I scrolled through the comments, stunned. My X account—newly created by Gill without telling me—was blowing up. One post, one contract, and now I have two hundred thousand followers. Every few seconds, that number climbed.Meanwhile, Justin stood frozen, staring at the surveillance footage like he was seeing it for the first time.And maybe he was.From a third-person perspective, the video was brutal: me slipping behind the assailant, catching him off guar

Nydia crossed her arms and shouted; her voice shrills with teenage indignation.“If you trick my grandma again, Mia, I swear I’ll call the cops!”The old woman’s eyes widened. Her cane shot up faster than expected for her age.“How dare you!” she barked, aiming it squarely at her granddaughter’s backside.Nydia ducked. “Grandma! I’m your actual granddaughter! Why are you defending a con artist?”The old woman pointed her cane like a sword.“What con artist? Mia didn’t even take a penny from me!”Nydia froze, clearly expecting the opposite. Her voice softened, but only slightly.“She didn’t... take anything?”“Exactly! Now apologize!”“I won’t!” Nydia’s pride was ironclad. Mia was someone her idol hated, and she wasn’t about to grovel to her.I folded my arms, growing annoyed. Seriously? All this over a box of dry corn cakes?“I only took some snacks—barely five dollars’ worth. Call me, broke, fine. But I’m not a freeloader,” I said evenly.The grandma’s face wrinkled with concern.“You

Justin sat at the flimsy table outside the convenience store, spreading the test paper out in front of him. His cocky expression faltered the second he read the first question.Blank. Completely blank.He blinked, squinting harder—nope, still didn’t make sense.“You’ve already done this test,” he muttered, his tone cold, like I’d somehow cheated.I shrugged. “I only answered the first three questions. You’ve got the rest. Unless... you’re saying you can’t handle them?” I paused, then added sweetly, “I can always ask the director to print a new one.”Checkmate. I’d blocked every excuse he could make.He clenched his jaw so tight I could almost hear his teeth grind. “I never said I wouldn’t do it.”The comment section on the livestream lit up:“Is Mia seriously doubting Justin’s intelligence? She’s just an art school student!”“She got 715 on the entrance exam—she has every right!”“715? Big deal. That’s not genius-level.”“Mia’s just targeting Justin again. So annoying!”“Let’s not pret