Romans & histoires The Alpha Boss On My Sheet

Every says and the alpha of my pack swallows hard. I didn't understand what was going on, the alpha of my pack was known as someone who was quite ruthless and was even so good with weapons that he was well respected by the other alphas in the country, but now, why is he like that in front of my boss? No, that's not the important thing. The important thing here is how he spoke to me, since when did he not allow me to speak? 'Remember who he is and who you are' my mind says as I remember what happened on the stairs when I tried to run away from him.

“Firstly, the system works just fine, it’s you who’s somehow managed to screw things up because you wouldn’t attend the meeting where she took pains to show everyone how to use it. Secondly, I don’t know what’s gotten into you today, but you need to cool it, or you’ll end up ruining the atmosphere for everyone. Remember what you are, Mac…and what that means for the people like you who work here.” Her words struck me. Not the first part - I hadn’t screwed anything up, but the part about what I was made me calm down. As an alpha, my moods also affected everyone in my pack who was around me at the time. They could feel my strongest emotion at any given moment through the bond that was formed th

"Here. Rest for a moment. You deserve it." "Thank you." I sank into the stool, grateful for the support. Matilda was looking at me with admiration. "Elena, I had no idea you had so much boss in you!" "Boss?" "You may small, but you've got Alpha power written all over you when you want it." I have Alpha power? I blinked at her, surprised. She was smiling and nodding. "I can see in your eyes that you don't believe me. But how else would you have backed down that asshole?"

she asks. "Yes, take messages, I won't be long" I leave the office hurriedly, under the judgmental gazes of the staff. I know they're wondering why her, why Mitchell... But I have no explanations to give. I'm the boss, my will is the law. If you were in the pack, you'd know that a mere glance means defying the order of the pack and the alpha. But you're not. The only thing I can do is ignore it and go to lunch.

"Certainly not, but I'm sure you need something to clear your throat. You've been yelling too much lately, Alpha." Sharp eyes pierced Aaron, but he remained calm as before. He seemed unafraid to confront the Alpha's truly unstable emotions of late. "Please, Alpha Oscar." Aaron placed the tea on the Alpha's desk. His demeanor was polite and full of etiquette, especially with a smile that continued to grace his face. He provided the best service possible, even though the Alpha had the opposite expression—disheveled, tired, and oppressed.

Tears were streaming down his face, leaking into the pillow, but he was arching his back, pushing his hole harder against me, begging for the friction. “Louder,” I commanded, slowing down just enough to tease him, pulling nearly all the way out before plunging back in. “You own me! Please, Adrian, fuck me harder!!” I obliged. I shifted my grip, flipping him over onto his back and hauling his legs up over my shoulders. The position opened him up completely, exposing his glistening, stretched entrance. I looked down at him—this powerful Alpha, reduced to a sobbing, shaking mess beneath me. I started to pump into him again, my movements fast and aggressive.

I watched her face closely, searching for something, anything. The way she looked when he asked that question, it was almost casual. Nonchalant. As if it was a simple question with an obvious answer. “He’s our Alpha,” she said. “He’s my boss. I will not say he means something to me in the way you’re thinking.” I smiled. Not because it was funny. Not because it amused me. I smiled because something in me cracked. It was the kind of smile that came when you realized you had misread everything. When you finally understood that the story you had been telling yourself existed only in your own head.

Every step sounded too loud. When I reached the conference room, the door was half open. Alexander stood inside, facing three executives I barely recognized. His shoulders were tense, his tone calm but dangerous. “You think you can humiliate me and hide behind an alias?” His voice sent chills down my spine. One of the men tried to protest. “We didn’t leak anything—” “Then explain this.” He tossed a printed page onto the table. Even from where I stood, I saw the headline in bold red letters: Exclusive: The Assistant and the CEO.

Then someone came rushing in as he went to whisper to him, “He is the Alpha Boss.” He said to him as the manager, sitting right across from me, looked shocked as he looked at me. Then immediately, he fell on his knees. “I'm really sorry, Alpha. I did not know that you were the Alpha of this pack. I'm really, really sorry. Please, I've made a grave mistake. Please forgive me.” “Well, now that you know who I am, open that bunker right now and write this.”

"Shut up!" I flinched at his cold voice. I glanced at him in nervousness. "You are not allowed to pull other tricks. Just focus on your work, not on your boss." I frowned at him. I knew he was the head Alpha but he could not behave like that to me as if I were some criminal. I tightened my fists and muttered, "But you gave me the job where I will only have to focus on you, Alpha." He furrowed his brows. His voice dropped into a dangerous warning.