All Chapters of The Alpha's Smutty Library: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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My Ex-Husband Is My Intern? 1

Dawn’s POVI had spent six years trying to forget Dickson. Then his name appeared on my list of applicants, and I stared at the screen for several seconds, convinced I had read it wrong.Dickson.There had to be another man with the same name. Someone from another city who had nothing to do with the man who had once been my husband.I opened his application, hoping the details would prove me wrong. Instead, his photograph appeared on the screen. My stomach dropped. It was him. Older now, broader through the shoulders, features sharper with age, but there was no mistaking him.The man who had once promised me forever. The man who had believed his family’s lies and thrown our marriage away. And now, after six years, he was applying for an internship at my company.I leaned back in my chair and took a slow breath. My assistant could walk through that door at any moment, and I had no intention of letting her see what his name had done to me.When she stepped into the office, I kept my fac

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Dawn’s POVI arrived earlier than usual, trying to convince myself that the touch from the previous day had meant nothing.I had been alone for six years. There had been opportunities. Men who were interested. Men who were handsome enough. None of them had been Dickson.I had learned to live with that fact. I buried it under work, long days, and a life that left little room for anything else.Then Dickson touched my hand.Six years of distance suddenly felt thinner than I wanted to admit.I had spent most of the night replaying the moment his fingers brushed mine, hating how easily my body responded. I told myself it changed nothing. I repeated the words until I almost believed them.The floor was quiet when I stepped out of the elevator. I expected empty desks and a few minutes alone before the day began.Instead, I saw him.Dickson sat at one of the intern desks, his attention fixed on the screen. He looked composed and completely unfazed, as though starting over at my company meant

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Dawn’s POVI went to Adrian’s place looking for sex, hoping it would be enough to get Dickson out of my head.Adrian opened the door with a half-smile, and I stepped inside before he could say much.I kissed him first.His hands settled on my waist, and my body responded without hesitation. This was what Adrian and I had always been good at. We could forget everything else for a few hours and give each other exactly what we wanted.Tonight, I needed that distraction more than usual.I pulled him closer, letting myself focus on his mouth, his hands, the warmth of his body against mine. For a while, it worked. My thoughts narrowed to the moment, and the tension I'd carried home from the office began to loosen.Then Adrian's hand moved into my hair.I froze for half a second.Dickson's voice came back to me.Hand in her hair, the other on her throat. She likes it when you make it hard to breathe for a second.My eyes closed.I tried to push the memory away and pulled Adrian closer instea

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Dawn’s POVI stared at the message, irritation rising immediately. Dickson was my intern now; he didn't get to summon me whenever he pleased. I locked my phone and placed it facedown on the desk, determined not to give him the satisfaction of a response.Two minutes later, it buzzed again.Please.I stared at the word for a moment but didn't reply. Whatever Dickson wanted to say could wait until tomorrow.At least, that was what I told myself as I finished the client notes, cleared my inbox, and tried not to notice the minutes slipping by.One by one, the conversations outside disappeared. Chairs scraped back, goodbyes were exchanged, and the elevator carried the last few employees downstairs.Dickson stayed.From my office, I could see him at his desk, head bent over his laptop as though he had every reason to still be working.I finally pushed back my chair and walked onto the quiet floor.“My office. Now.”Dickson looked up, then closed his laptop and followed me without a word. Onc

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Dawn’s POVI stared at him. “What?”“I was sick, Dawn.”Any thought that he was speaking metaphorically disappeared.“How sick?”Dickson hesitated before answering. “It started a few months before everything happened. I was exhausted all the time. I kept getting dizzy, I was in pain, and eventually I started losing weight.”I remembered that. I'd blamed the long hours he was working and complained more than once that he wasn't eating enough.“You went to a doctor?”“Several.” His mouth tightened. “They ran tests. When the results came back, they told me there was a chance I wouldn't make it.”He'd been dying, and I'd been sleeping beside him every night without knowing.Except there had been signs. The weight he'd lost. The nights I'd woken up to find his side of the bed empty. The Thursday mornings he always disappeared for what he called meetings.I'd blamed everything on work.“The Thursday meetings,” I said. “Those weren't meetings, were they?”Dickson held my gaze. “No. They were

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Dawn’s POVDickson's face changed the instant I asked, confirming what I already suspected.“You know who did it,” I pressed.His jaw tightened. “Yes.”“Then tell me.”The elevator doors were still open behind him, but instead of stepping inside, Dickson moved back into the hallway and let them close.“You said they.” I folded my arms across my chest. “Who were you talking about?”“My father.” Dickson held my gaze as he continued. “He had help from someone inside the company. Someone who could get to the records and move money without raising suspicion.”My arms slowly fell to my sides. Of all the answers I'd expected, that wasn't one of them.“Your father framed me?”“They never accepted you.” Dickson's mouth tightened. “When the confidential information was leaked, my father saw an opportunity. He built the evidence around your name because he knew I'd believe him.”My stomach twisted. Six years of being called a liar and a thief, six years of knowing I'd lost my marriage over somet

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Dawn’s POVI opened the door only as far as the chain allowed and found Dickson waiting on the other side.“What are you doing here?”His gaze swept over my face as though checking that I was all right. “Let me in.”“That wasn't an answer.”“I know.” Dickson glanced down the hallway before looking at me again. “Let me in anyway.”My hand remained on the door. “You can start by telling me why you're here.”He released a slow breath. “Someone connected to my father contacted me after I left. They know I told you the truth.”A knot formed in my stomach.“How?”“I don't know yet, and that's why I came.” His voice lowered. “If they're worried enough to contact me after all these years, I wasn't willing to assume they'd leave you alone.”I raised my phone between us, turning the screen toward him.“Looks like you were right.”You should have stayed gone.Dickson's face changed as he read the message.“When did you get this?” he asked, his eyes fixed on the screen.“About thirty seconds befo

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Dawn’s POVI held his gaze, fully aware that he was giving me the chance to move away.I didn't take it.“Then maybe you should stop talking.”My hand curled into the front of his shirt, and I closed the remaining distance between us, pressing my mouth to his.There was no hesitation in the kiss this time. I knew exactly what I was doing, and so did Dickson.A low sound escaped him as his hands closed around my waist and pulled me closer. My fingers tightened in his shirt as I shifted toward him, until there was barely any space left between us. The familiarity of having his hands on me again was almost unbearable.His mouth left mine and traced along my jaw before finding my neck, drawing a shaky breath from me. I tilted my head without thinking, giving him more room, and felt the faint curve of his smile against my skin.Of course he remembered.When he kissed the spot that had always undone me, six years suddenly felt like nothing at all. I caught his face and brought his mouth bac

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Dawn’s POVTell Dickson to step away from the window.I read the message aloud.Dickson immediately dropped his hand from the curtain.“Turn off the lights.”The seriousness in his voice wiped away the last of my hesitation. I reached for the nearest switch while Dickson crossed the room and shut off the kitchen light. Within seconds, the apartment was almost completely dark.He came back toward me. “Stay where they can't see you.”I frowned. “Don't start giving me orders.”“Dawn, whoever sent that message just watched me walk toward your window.”“I know.”Dickson caught himself and took a breath.“Then can you please stay away from the windows until we know where they're watching from?”I raised an eyebrow. “Better.”“This really isn't the time to enjoy this.”“I can multitask.”I stepped farther into the apartment, putting another wall between me and whoever might be watching. I hated taking orders from Dickson, but this one made too much sense to argue with.We moved through the a

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Dawn’s POVI bit back a laugh. “You weren't being replaced.”“That's reassuring.”“It shouldn't be.” I settled deeper into my pillow, unable to hide my smile. “You'd have to currently hold the position to be replaced.”Dickson went suspiciously quiet, and for a moment, I thought I'd finally managed to shut him up.“That was cruel,” he muttered eventually, sounding genuinely offended.My smile widened. “You'll survive.”I reached for the nearest pillow and tossed it over the side of the bed. It landed with a soft thud, followed by Dickson's quiet laugh.For a few seconds, we sounded like us again. Before the accusations and divorce papers, we'd spent countless nights teasing each other like this.The memory made my smile fade.I turned onto my back and stared at the ceiling.“How did you know where I lived?”Dickson took a moment before answering. “Mostly public information,” he replied eventually. “Your company's filings, things published about you, occasional searches. Sometimes I'd

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