Cecilia
Alpha Sebastian’s voice dripped with mockery, each word cutting like a knife.
Anger flared inside me.This was my private business.
Sure, he’d saved me, and yes, he was my boss, but that gave him absolutely no right.to pass judgment on my marriage.
“I never gave him my passcode,” I said, confusion overwhelming my irritation. “How did he even get up here?”
There were multiple security checkpoints-the community entrance, the door security, the elevator. How had Xavier bypassed them all?
Alpha Sebastian’s expression shifted from cold derision to genuine puzzlement at my response.
Meanwhile, Xavier staggered to his feet and stumbled toward me. The stench of alcohol hit me like a wall, making me wrinkle my nose in disgust.
“How did you get up here?” I demanded.
“Did you sleep with him?” Xavier snarled, ignoring my question completely.
He gripped the armrests of my wheelchair, looming over me as he roared, his voice echoing through the hallway.
Without hesitation, I slapped him hard across the face, my palm stinging from the impact.
“Have you lost your mind?” I hissed. “What kind of drunken nonsense is this? Get out! Go find your little sugar gir!!”
The slap didn’t anger him as I expected. Instead, Xavier dropped to his knees before me, grabbing the same hand that had struck him and pressing it against his chest.
His demeanor transformed instantly-one moment a roaring beast, the next a wounded puppy.
“I was wrong,” he whispered, his voice suddenly gentle. “I know you wouldn’t do that. You still love me. You’d never betray me.”
I could only stare at him in disbelief.
The hypocrisy was staggering. He could cheat on me all he wanted, but I wasn’t allowed to move on?
My eyes darted between Alpha Sebastian, who was watching this pathetic spectacle with thinly veiled disgust, and the drunken mess of a man before me.
It was the middle of the night.
Couldn’t I catch a break?
I pulled my hand back sharply.
“Can we not do this right now? Go home, Alpha Xavier. Sleep it off. We’ll talk when you’re sober.”
But before 1 could even finish, he lunged forward and wrapped his arms around me in a tight, desperate hug.
“I’m sorry,” he sobbed into my neck, his tears soaking through my shirt.
This man-this proud, controlling, angry man-was crying like a child in my arms.
I didn’t comfort him.
I stood still, spine straight, arms rigid at my sides.
This wasn’t guilt. This wasn’t weakness. This was a man trying to rewrite a story l’d already closed.
“Let go,” I said firmly, my voice low and even.
“You need to calm down. And I need space.”
He clutched me tighter, trembling.
“Tell me you still love me,” he bargained, his voice muffled against my shoulder. “Say you won’t leave me.”
My headache was getting worse by the second.
From the corner of my eye, I noticed Alpha Sebastian’s face hardening like granite as he pulled out his phone and made a call.
I caught fragments of his conversation-he was summoning someone to come up
Minutes later, the property manager appeared with two security guards. Alpha Sebastian pointed at Xavier, who was still clutching me like a lifeline.
This man doesn’t live here,” he stated coldly. “Remove him.”
The manager hesitated. “One moment, Alpha Sebastian. Let me check the records first.” After consulting his tablet, the manager’s expression grew troubled. ” Alpha Xavier is actually the owner of apartment 2001. According to our surveillance footage, he was heading to the 20th floor, but the elevator stopped at the 13th floor-probably because either you or-Miss Cecilia had pressed the button. That’s why he ended up here.”
What?!
He had bought an apartment on the 20th floor?
My headache exploded into a full-blown migraine. Was Xavier planning to haunt me forever?
Even Alpha Sebastian fell silent at this revelation.
After a moment, he addressed the manager, “In that case, please escort him back to the 20th floor.”
The manager nodded, finding the request reasonable-especially coming from the wealthy and influential resident of the penthouse. He immediately directed the security guards to help Xavier up.
I couldn’t possibly sell my place and move again.
“‘m curious,” Alpha Sebastian’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “Do you actually want this divorce or not?”
I snapped back to reality, looking up into his inscrutable eyes.
I wasn’t sure why he cared, but I answered honestly, “If i didn’t want a divorce, I could have just pretended not to know about his affair and turned a blind eye. But once I decided to leave, there’s no going back.”
Alpha Sebastian nodded, apparently satisfied with my answer.
“Stay at my place for the next few days,” he said: “Tell your friend not to visit for a while.
Liam will prepare your meats. Focus on healing that leg first.”
“Stay at your place?” The suggestion seemed inappropriate.
“Would you prefer a repeat of tonight’s scene?” he chattenged. “Or do you have a better solution?”
I didn’t. Xavier might be able to corner me here, but he couldn’t reach me at Sebastian’s penthouse.
It was the only way to avoid confrontation while my leg healed. And I definitely needed to recover before I could even think about running from Xavier again.
“All right,” I conceded.
I packed a few clothes and followed Sebastian back to the penthouse.
Liam had already gone to bed. Alpha Sebastian showed me to the guest room.
“It’s late. Get some rest,” he said before leaving me alone.
Lying in the unfamiliar bed, I felt surreal. Not only was I eating my boss’s food, but now I was staying in his luxury penthouse?
My. sleep was restless, filled with chaotic dreams.
The next morning, I was still half-asleep when my phone rang.
Squinting at the screen, I saw it was Yvonne.
I answered, but before I could say hello, her frantic voice burst through the speaker,
“Girl, thank god you finally picked up! Never mind that now-check Instagram right away!”

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