
Alpha Christian
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Introduction
Georgina has nothing. No job. No savings.
Her rent expires in two months.
Then the world's most famous playboy, Alpha Christian, calls out of nowhere. The same man who got her fired. The same man every woman warns you about.
He says he wants to help her. A fresh start. A new life.
But there's one condition.
Desperate and with nowhere left to turn, Georgina agrees, believing she can keep her heart out of it.
One night. One transaction. Then she walks away.
She was wrong.
Because after that night, Christian isn't just obsessed.
He won't let her go.
And the deeper she falls, the more she realizes: his wife isn't the only danger.
Now Georgina is trapped between the man who owns her body and the secrets that could destroy them both.
She gave him her innocence. He's taking everything else.
Chapter 1
Georgina's POV
After leaving my work as a sales assistant, I returned to idle in my rented apartment. I have a few months left to renew my rent, but there's no hope of money to do that, I'd just be thrown out if I can't pay on time.
I sigh in great frustration with tears dropping from my eyes as I try to play a video game on my phone to wile away time.
Just then a call from an unknown number flashes on my screen pausing the game automatically. I grunt in anger, Who's this that is calling me when I'm about to play the most important part of my game? I stamp my feet on the floor in anger. I don't usually pick up calls with numbers unsaved in my lists but in this case, my spirit tells me to answer.
I click the accept button and take it to my ear, "Hello, who's calling?"
"Hi Georgina!" The husky voice says on the other side. It sounds familiar but I don't remember where I heard it.
"Please who are you?" I need to know who I'm talking with and confirm. Recently there are a lot of cases on the internet, featuring scammers who take advantage of unsuspecting individuals to get vital information about their life, most especially their bank details with the aid of great fabricated stories with justifiable nature, and at the end, they get to defraud their victims of money and other valuable assets. I don't have any they would take from me right now, so I have nothing much to fear.
The caller keeps quiet but for a while before his voice comes up again.
"I'm Alpha Christian, I just decided to reconnect with you!"
My heart skips, I almost drop my phone on the floor as I hear this. What a fuck! He's calling me again after about three months.
What does he want? I'm utterly puzzled with this call, I'm nothing but just an ordinary girl no one even notices only me, how is it that a famous Alpha like this gets to call me back. Now I'm torn between excitement for him remembering me and anger for being the cause of losing my job.
"Why're you calling, Alpha?" I am so eager to get a response to this. It's just so puzzling especially as Alpha Christian already has a mate but without a kid. He got married to his wife who is now the Luna of Asark Pack right from about three years ago.
I get mixed feelings upon Christian's call because of his super flirtatious personality, even from my workplace where we first met, he was so flirting as well, one thing that caused me to be fired. Getting submerged in this attitude of his towards me.
I couldn't trust this call totally the same way as I was super excited.
FLASHBACK
I made sales to the client in front of me, he needed some cheese cake. "Next!" I say not looking forward to who is next on the line. As I lift up my eyes to see who is next on line, I gasp in shock. I never expected.
He looks at me so steadily, he is the world's most eligible bachelor, world's famous playboy, he's no other person but Alpha Christian, the Alpha of Asark. I never believed in my wildest dream that I'll meet with such a great personality like in my whole lifetime.
My life has been full of mainly downs, so I believed I'd always come up with downs. Crossing the path of such a great celebrity like him is a worthwhile achievement in my life. I put up a nice smile.
"Hello sir, what do you want?" I try to attach some prestige due to his personality. I don't feel the need to address him by Your Highness because he's not from my country. I'm from Ngotu, working in Ngotu and he comes from Asark, it's only here they address Alphas by this title.
Two different countries.
He gives me a dominant grin, "I need pizza and soda."
"Right at your service sir," I rush towards the section where the listed items are kept, each in their glass showcase. I take each of them out, place them in a nice package bag and hand it over to him. "You go over there and pay the cash sir," I say politely, gesturing with my hands to the cashier that sits at the desk just opposite me a few meters away. His eyes trail my hand, he turns and walks over to the cashier.
I stare at his perfectly built body, bone-straight back, agile feet. His muscular arms strains against his perfectly fitted leather brown suit. I look back at my task in hand, I need to type in and record the recent sales on my system. I type some figures on my desktop, I glance back to see if he's done and probably say a goodbye to him.
He's an Alpha and he needs special treatment. I raise my eyes a bit to do this but surprisingly his gaze meets mine, electricity shoots through my spine, I never wanted him to think about anything else. I give out a slight blush and continue typing into my system.
I sense those blue piercing eyes of his still watching me, I feel every temptation to look up but I hold my dignity in high esteem. I don't want it to seem like I'm flirting with him. In this organization I'm working for, professionalism is the key word. Aside from the fact that I'm bound by this, it's not my life to flirt with guys no matter how handsome they may look. I just admire them but flirting is a no-no.
Seconds later, I hear footsteps walking towards me, my heart begins to pound. I seem so serious with what I'm doing.
"Hello!" A deep, brash voice calls. I slowly lift up my head.
"Hello, Your Highness." I smile. It's my nature, it helps me evade being awkward.
"Do you always have to keep calling me Your Highness?" He speaks in a gentle mixed with desire, I grow surprised as he says this. What's so special about me that an Alpha would grant me such a privilege as this.
"No," I wanted to add something but my words just cut short, my throat doesn't want to produce any further words. My heart is really demanding him to do whatever he wishes to and get away from here, before I misbehave, his eyes and aura are holding me captive, I might start acting nervous if they persist. I bit the lower part of my lips, snapping my fingers. When I realize he's here and watching me, I pretend to be focusing solely on the screen and do that as a result of some mistake I made.
"Can I know a bit about you?" He asks.
I breath out, well braced to answer his question. "I'm Georgina Amoux, twenty. I'm from Ultimate Pack and I work here as the sales lady."
"Wow, what a nice name!"
"Thanks," I say with a blush.
"Georgina, I think you know my name?"
He asks in his deep, sexy tone.
"Everyone knows you." I chuckle.
"Ooh, a very little mistake you make there.
Not everyone knows me." Immediately I realize my mistake, I swallow the lump in my throat.
"I mean you're popular." I start to feel like he's distracting me from my work and merely flirting. Though I have respect for his status, I generally dislike flirts. It's one character that really disgusts me, I see flirts as mostly liars and cheaters. I want to stay focused on my work and don't need any distraction, it's my only source of livelihood and I don't wanna lose it, not even due to distractions from a well-known Alpha like him.
"Yeah!" He responds to my last statement with a certain level of disinterest, I guess what's his main interest in this conversation. I can't ask directly either, I would sound over-zealous or desperate.
"Do you have anything else you need?"
"No, not actually but I need something else. That's you!" His words fell on my ears like a heavy rod striking a metal, re-echoing against its walls. I wonder if this' a dream. Why would an Alpha say this to an ordinary girl like me?
I want to let out a gasp but I know it would make me seem naive, a non-experienced girl who jumps on every comment a man gives. I have never had any man wanting me before, I feel fulfilled at this but just don't wanna flirt with him. I squeeze the joy that wants to emerge out of me into myself, I let out a smile instead. I appreciate when people recognize me or see me as human, although I don't fancy it when they try to take advantage of me. I'm feeling special right now, I blush as I type something into the system.
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