Falling For The Wrong Alpha
He flicked the speaker on, and the room filled with the cold, mocking rhythm of an unanswered call.
Across the room, Lya was curled up in an oversized armchair, her knees tucked under her chin like she was trying to make herself smaller in the heavy atmosphere. Her wide eyes flicked between the brothers, her lips pursed in disbelief.
“Wow,” she said slowly, giving a small shake of her head. “What does an Alpha even need so much money for? Thirty billion is insane.” She shifted slightly, her gaze narrowing with a spark of suspicion. “Was that the reason he left with Arraya in the first place? To sell her off to the Black Mafias?”
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