Fatty for the Playboy Alpha
She wanted nothing more than to lie down and sleep for a week.
She kept walking, her eyes fixed on the numbers, her mind elsewhere. She was so lost in thought that she didn't see him until it was too late.
"Watch where you're going, fatty."
Anaya stumbled back and pain spread throughout her body. She'd walked straight into someone. A tall, broad-shouldered Alpha with cold eyes and a cruel smile.
Her schedule slipped from her fingers, scattering across the floor.
"I'm sorry," she said quickly, ignoring her papers on the floor, staying submissive. "I didn't see.. "