The Alpha King Call Boy – Chapter 128
Fiona
An envelope full of resumes arrived with my morning mail. It was from HR: the applications for my assistant position.
I had never been entrusted with this kind of responsibility before. Having someone who reported directly to me was a big deal. Honestly, it had me feeling like I’d finally “made it.” Gotten to actual boss status. Literally.
. I had a million and a half ideas already for how I was going to make use of my new employee. My life at work was about to be a lot easier, once I got this person trained up exactly the way I wanted.
deemed these the best.
experience and well-written cover letters. But it was surprisingly easy to whittle the stack down to four candidates I wanted to interview, once I’d read through everything. They were clear front-runners in terms
g names, and a third was probably a male. The fourth resume contained not only
heir resume. But, I reasoned, everyone crafted resumes differently.
V, if what he was trying to do was stand out at first glance.
its like that—that’s a standard I value. And it only makes practical sense, too. I needed someone skilled for this position, and what they looked like had absolutely zero to do their capacity to do the job well.
e to not notice these other things about people as you study their biographies. Especially when those documents come with a full-color headshot, and doubly so if that headsho
it was just the opposite.
one. But the simple fact was that, at least on paper, he looked like the very best of all the candidates.
one and only thing that gave me pause about moving him forward to interview. But I knew, just knew with great certainty that Alexander would not like it if I hired this man as my assistant.
riod. There was no doub
But… I had no reason to believe my Alpha would let his jealousy about something
cé had had his hands on me at the time.
rible, actually.
r the position.
on from down the hall when the lunch cart arrived on our floor. The day was flying by.
much for me, and it killed my appetite. I couldn’t afford to skip lunch. I needed the calories, the protein, the energy.
necessary.
oard. Emmie, though… I could tell that she was worried she’d offended me this morning, and thinking that I might be avoiding her. That was unfortunate.
Oh well.
Alexander
n the King Pack wanted to dare let me see them looking weak. Not today. Not after the way I’d been callin
report for morning training. Jacob especially.
es was any indication.
e way. But the younger soldiers, especially the tallest and heaviest of them, were hurting some.
hes.
t do me any good to cripple them today, though. So I pla
all morning.
adder, rope climbs, and repeat. And repeat. And repeat.
till after noon, when finally the cloud cover over the palace cracked down the middle a
the pack started on end-of-workout stretches when my phone buzzed quietly in my pocket.
t I’d sent her right after my early a.m. mud run with Kayden.
with work again.
Fiona
te, quiet break alone. It was simple: paperwork went away, keyboard tucked into its drawer; door locked
eating.
had sent me another picture of himself… a co
wet, with mud splattered all over his face and body
seen you like this. You alwa
dea if he still had his phone on him. I put mine down and returned to my meal. It
exander: And what do you
ed it a little too much when I expressed how much I like
hold back from giving him much encouragement on this topic. I remember feeling, before, like it gave him too much power to kn
s the night before helped me want to indulge him in this, too.
im: I like it. I kind of want to lick some of that sweat off your skin. I bet it tastes go
I’m f*****g filthy.
g under my breath.
I
meant, but… I like the way you’re thinking.