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I think under that stoic Alpha, there’s a big teddy bear and I’ve been dying to get to know THAT man. But Emerson, like everyone else, has never done anything to make me think he’s interested in me. Oh, he’s nice, always says hello, always chats with me and Malin at parties. But he does that with everyone. He’s always the perfect Alpha, never showing a chink in his armor.

I groaned softly and drew my laptop even closer and stared at the screen seriously hoping to distract myself from being distracted by Mattoe. As much as I tried to focus on my work. I still found myself occasionally glancing over. While I couldn't take my eyes off him, I got my surprise as I watched him pull out a thick book on ancient Stoic philosophy with Marcus Aurelius's Meditations. It's completely unexpected. I had previously assumed his interests were purely business-focused, that he was all strategy and numbers. The philosophical depth suggests complexity I didn't anticipate. I watched him read with complete focus, occasionally making notes in the margin. His calm, measured demeanor

As I worked closer with Sabatini, I found myself studying the books Sabatini had around him. He was not so trite as to read Machiavelli. Instead, I found myself studying Seneca, Epictetus, and Marcus Aurelius. Slowly, I changed things, and it was as though I was handed a playbook to strengthen and secure my control and rule over my kingdom. I have yet to regret any of the changes I’ve made in business or myself. Aleksander is waiting in my office. “I didn’t think I’d see you so soon. Losing your touch, brother? She was cute, seemed a little naïve. I thought she would be easier to pull.”

I couldn’t complain that he treated me like one of his own servants due to my current dilemma. While he was waiting on his chair, I was dusting the bookshelves, using my handkerchief. Since he was royalty and also an enemy, asking him for cleaning tools might be my death sentence. I kept glancing at the photo while scanning at the books for clues of whatever connection between the two. They might have the same name, but not their personalities. Marcus Aurelius was a famous Stoic, and the guy behind me was a spoiled-looking sadist. “You seem to be interested in this picture.” I almost jumped to my feet when the king was suddenly standing next to me. “You’ve been looking at him from time to ti