I Married an Alpha He Feared

In the fifth year of pursuing Alexander, I received an anonymous video.

In a private room at some high-end club, Alexander had his arm around a woman, listening lazily to the chatter around him.

"Chloe skipped the party again. Is she working herself to death for Alex at the company?"

"Alex, Chloe's been chasing you for years. Don't you like her even a little?"

He swirled his drink and let out a derisive laugh.

"Like her? She's just an obedient dog I keep around."

In that moment, it felt like someone had dumped ice water over my head.

So cold.

But also sobering.