Three Billionaire Alphas on Their Knees

, get

heavy thud, rattling the coffee cup on the surface. The sound echoed t

ny sign of weakness. "The risk control assessment for this billion-dollar merger, you'll present it to the board on behalf of the PR department. Th

, as if she were offering a promo

nded to be busy, suddenly absorbed in their screens. Others let a flicker of schaden

oever stood up there to present would be nailed to the cross as the scap

could see the calculation behind that smile, the careful

above all else: hide every sharp edge deep where no one could find it. She had learned to swa

ice flat and obedient. The papers felt dense in her hands, thick with the weight of someone else's

licking against the floor with the confidence o

uscles in her jaw ached from the effort of keeping her expression neutral. Her fingertip pressed har

dismissive glances from colleagues who saw her as nothing more than a replaceable cog. They thought

handing her the very hammer

fallen into dead silence. Most of the lights had gone dark, lea

f documents and walked quickly to the elevator bank. Her wrists ached from hours of intense keyboard work, a dull throb tha

of late-night patrol, impatient and gruff. "PR department? Pack it up and head down. T

right. A dim blue indicator light was glowing, the car

he guard swiped his card and gestured inside. "Get in. Take it to

e files hugged tightly to her chest. The

her, slowly swallowing the hallway li

shed down on her, accompanied by an overwhelming sense of pressure. The

rs, suddenly flared with searing, jolting pain, as if a white-hot brand had been p

eath, her fingers tight

as in the

a black tailored suit, radiating the brutal Alpha energy of someone who had just stepped out of a closed-do

The supreme ru

drew her shoulders tight, forcing her breathing to stay light despite the throbbing pain in her ol

fined space was spiraling out

fighting something she couldn't see. But the moment that faint, elusive scent reached hi

ep in his mind from the North Barrens blizzard twelve years ago. The

e shattered h

ally warped the metal, and lunged toward the corne

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wall. The files scattered across the floor.

ained force. His breathing was ragged, his scorching breath brushing against her sensitive neck. The old s

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dragged across North Barrens gravel. T

ng with the effort of restraint, hovering half an inch from her delicate neck

r breathing grew shallow. The scar on her shoulder burned hotter under the

ll, forced herself to look up, and met his gaze head-on with those clea

. Veins bulged across his forehead. His jaw cl

ssed hard against his lower

close around her waist, stopped mid-motion. A low, strangled growl tore from his thro

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reached the

himself backward, stumbling several steps until his back hit the oppo

s his forehead. Blood beaded at the corner of his mouth where he'd bitten thr

was wrecked, barely above a w

hands trembled slightly, but she forced them steady. As she gathered them, her fingertip brushed

t of the elevator. The heavy alloy doors

ng through her damp coat, Darcy finally let her

her hand, then glanced back at the towering building looming silently in th

her. She had seen the hunger in his eyes, the barely restrained violence. And more than that, why had the scar on her left shoulde

mmediately flagged the incident as a highest-level threat. A va

about that after she survived

f her sleeve. The cold rain brought her back to raz

ts in her arms, her fingers tightening around t

her to tak

or wanted her to bury hersel

he was the one l