The Alpha King Call Boy – Chapter 52

Fiona

Monday at work rushed by in a blur of data compilation and catered meals that I devoured with an unusually voracious appetite.

Spending more time with Alexander was keeping me in better shape physically. And I had decided that I was done overthinking our relationship. Sure, I enjoyed Alexander’s touch and found the sight and smell and feel of his body mouth-watering. But the bottom line was that I needed his body close to mine for practical reasons. I had, after all, moved into the palace with him for the express purpose of sleeping beside the father of my child, whose strength our cub needed nearby to survive – without killing me in the process.

the day pulling all the data that I could find about Scarlet’s development company. In the evening, I printed all the reports I’d compiled and brought them home with me to look them over later.

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e could spend together, the better. And waiting on Alexander for dinner also provided me with some time to kill. Time that I could use to do just a little more work before my Alpha was back here, narrowing his eyes at me and demanding that I take a break from my workaholism.

front my open laptop with a stack of reports beside me, ready to start reading and taking notes.

blinked at the computer screen determinedly.

Alexander

Fiona working on her laptop as she always was these days. Probably in bed with pillows all around her.

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table, looking absurdly uncomfortable. My eyes widened and I could not help but laugh aloud at the scene, which was like a poster warning against overworking yourself. She was dead to the world, snoring loudly, with her face flattened sideways on her laptop keyboard.

body into my arms, holding her against my chest and carrying her to the bed.

ortably on a pillow and sat down on the bed beside her, then started undressing her. I was quite sure that I would wake her up at some point and continuously shook my head in disbelief as she remained fast asleep, out cold. I removed her shoes, jacket, dress, and sto

obviously having been shoved off the surface by the sleeping Fiona as she crashed down into them, unconscious. I went over to pick them up. As I collected all the loose papers, I noticed that they were all one type of document. Spreadsheets full of data.

papers were back on the table in a big, clumsy pile, I lo

taining that Fiona was digging into my stepmother’s rival real estate company. She was looking for something. I recalled our brief conversation over the weekend, when Fiona told me she was going to figure out how exactly Scarlet’s company was dominating the market.

suddenly, catching my eye. The name on a vendor account.

I was well versed in the affairs of my company. I had been keeping tabs on Scarlet’s property development and management companies for many years.

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or her cohorts were using to launder income from other activities. I had never heard of the business, and if it h

point was relevant and worth further investigation. But how would I be able to explain how I knew anything about her work without revealing that I was secretly her boss, the one who hired her and set her up with this project? I simply could not.

the stack of papers and straightened it out. I closed Fiona’s laptop quietly and plugged it into a charger she kept

ran my fingers across her soft silver hair and brought my lips to her face…

er cheek instead. And endured an unexpected pang of longing for the sweet flavor of her mouth and the incredible rush that had overtaken me the one and only time I’d tasted it