All Chapters of Pls Alpha, I'm Just Human : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Walking home alone at midnight was a mistake. I knew it, my aching feet knew it, and the cold wind biting through my thin coat certainly knew it. But my pride was a stubborn thing, loud enough to drown out common sense.There was no way in hell I was getting into a car with Julian Frost.Even after two weeks, the humiliation burned as fresh as the moment it happened. Two years wasted. I had thought we were building a life together until she barged into my apartment; a frantic, furious whirlwind in designer heels and slapped me across the face. She screamed that she was his fiancée, that they had been together for a year.A year. Half of our relationship was a lie.I adjusted my handbag on my shoulder, increasing my pace. Julian wasn't even worth the cardio. He was a spineless, climbing corporate weasel, and I was well rid of him.The streetlights on 4th Avenue were flickering, casting long, erratic shadows against the shuttered storefronts. Usually, this street was vibrant with food t

I sat on the edge of the hotel bed, my ankle propped up on a stack of pillows, staring at a container of lukewarm Pad Thai. Outside, the Seattle rain was still hammering against the glass, blurring the city lights into streaks of neon and grey.My mind, however, wasn't on the rain. It was stuck on the memory of electric amber eyes and the smell of pine and earth.I took a bite of noodles, chewing mechanically. Levi Cohen.I knew who he was now. The billionaire client. The "Wolf." And apparently, the man who could move fast enough to dodge a hydroplaning car. My shoulder gave a phantom throb, a dull ache that hadn't subsided since he touched me.A sharp knock at the door made me jump.I hobbled over, checking the peephole. It was a bellhop, holding a matte black box tied with a silver ribbon."Delivery for Ms. Brooks," he said when I opened the door."I didn't order anything.""A gentleman left it at the front desk, ma'am. He said it was urgent."I took the box, tipped the guy a few do

The ride to Levi’s penthouse was a blur of rain-slicked streets and suffocating silence. Eric drove the Maybach like he was auditioning for a chase scene in an action movie; fast, aggressive, but terrifyingly smooth.I sat pressed against the leather door, clutching my bag to my chest. Levi sat on the other side of the backseat, staring out the window. His body was rigid, radiating a tension so palpable it felt like the air pressure in the car had dropped."Stop overthinking," Levi murmured, not turning his head."I'm not overthinking," I snapped, my nerves fraying. "I'm rationally analyzing the fact that my client just kidnapped me because I found a receipt for industrial chemicals."Levi turned then. The passing streetlights cut across his face, illuminating the sharp angle of his jaw and the dangerous glint in his eyes."If I wanted to kidnap you, Maya, you wouldn't be in a luxury sedan. You'd be over my shoulder."My stomach did a traitorous flip. "Is that supposed to be reassurin