Alpha Ceo Who Forgot His Mate Novels & Stories

But he looked at me like I was out of my mind. “Okay, who can testify to this affair you had with the Alpha,” elder Matthew continued, “At least someone must have seen you.” The only people who knew about us were his head maid and guard who snuck me in and out of our meeting place. I took a deep breath, cleared my throat, and said the most stupid thing. "Yes there is someone who saw us…his head maid and guard." Elder Matthew walked even closer to me, "Are you sure? because if we summon her, and she denies you, the consequences will be deadly?"

A situation like this would become a scandal in the San Francisco media, enough to end years of struggle for recognition for his company. - Your cards will be canceled, all the money in your account will be withdrawn, and you won't get a penny of my money, much less your mother's. - He touched his son's shoulder. -This motorcycle of yours was bought with my money, but consider me a good person for not taking it too. You're leaving town? Good, learn to work and have your own money. Stop embarrassing me. - He mumbled between his teeth while his son seemed unresponsive, not expecting all this, neither he nor his girlfriend. - Because that's what you are. Shame on you, Robert. -After slapping hi

"This is Alec, former captain of our country football team and now he is on rest because of inj- ." "Still, this is no way for an employee to behave. We have protocols and-," "More importantly he's my son, so he always has an open invitation to the company." "Son?" The word fell out of her mouth as her jaw dropped open. As a typical beta, she quickly pulled herself together, but her shock had been evident to the two others in the room. Meanwhile, Alec's temper had cooled enough for Sebestian to no longer be too concerned with the matter, and after an initial flush of embarrassment, the Alpha instead put on his usual smug demeanor and dropped into a nearby chair.

Most showed ordinary moments: dinner dates, quiet afternoons, and the occasional vacation we had managed to take together. Then I found one I had almost forgotten. It was taken at a charity gala three years ago. Alexander stood beside me, his arm wrapped around my waist. I remembered that evening clearly because it was the first time he had introduced me to several important members of his family. His father, Richard Sterling, had barely acknowledged me. His mother, Eleanor, had smiled politely but asked questions that made me feel as though I were attending a job interview. And Victoria Hale had been there, too. I zoomed in on the photograph.

Annie spoke up, realizing that they'd totally forgotten about her. Cesar and Elyon stared at her in surprise but Cesar was able to school his expression faster than Annie could blink. “Thanks for the offer but that’ll be up to the doctor to decide.” Cesar told her. “Okay. You have my number. Call me.” She smiled,waved and left. “You still have her number?”. Ellie glowered at him. "Why?”. “I always forget to delete it.” Cesar smiled impishly. “Of course.” Ellie’s voice dripped with sarcasm.

His Alpha's power radiated through the area. He turned to the warrior who had just spoken, his voice as cold as frost. "You. You're demoted to omega duties, effective immediately." "Let me make something clear. I am your Alpha. The mate bond is none of your business." "If anyone else dares to forget their place, their fate will be far worse!" At his words, everyone flinched and stepped back, terrified they would be next. Only Tessa stepped forward, tears still glistening on her cheeks.

I had never once considered that the trap had been built inside my own house. "Victoria," I whispered. "I can't prove it," Lucas admitted. "Only three people had the administrator codes to wipe those drives: you, your father, and your mother. Your father was already dead, and you didn't do it." I looked out the small cabin window into the dark clouds. Every choice I had made since taking the Alpha seat felt like a mistake that was finally catching up to me. "We need to find out who helped her," I said. "If someone framed her, I want their names."

How could I be a good CEO if I kept forgetting the name of my company? “Daddy, what are we co-CEOs of again?” I asked. He went silent, probably because he felt bad that his co-CEO forgot the name again. Oh no, I was leaving Daddy to be the only CEO at this rate. “Oh, and I have a yellow shirt, a super sky blue shirt, and just white.” I couldn’t forget the first question he asked me. Daddy cleared his throat and answered. “Is it the Moretti enterprise?... Daddy forgot too,” he said. I sighed in relief. At least both of us CEOs forgot about it, so basically, nobody forgot about it.

“Oh? And what exactly did I do, Mrs. Patel?” She stood, her chair scraping loudly against the floor. “Last year, you called me in the middle of the night. You said if I didn’t sell my shares, you’d make sure my husband lost his job. And then, just days later, he was fired. Do you expect me to believe that was a coincidence?” “That’s absurd.” I said, leaning forward. “Your husband’s dismissal had nothing to do with me. You’re grasping at straws.” “Am I?” She snapped, slamming a hand on the table. “Because I still have the voicemail you left me. Should I play it for everyone here?”

It needed roots that could hold. I carried two bowls of pasta to the small table. The steam curled upward between us. He joined me, still moving with that cautious deliberation. He picked up his fork and ate without complaint. His expression stayed unreadable. The silence stretched, broken only by the soft clink of cutlery against ceramic. "Tell me again," he said finally, his voice low and even. "What happened to me." I set down my fork. My appetite was gone. "You were in an accident. A car hit you." That part wasn't a full lie. "You hit your head. The doctors said you have amnesia. It might be temporary, or it might not. They don't know yet."