He’s an Alpha She doesn’t Care novel Chapter 52

Wynta

She watched Jared lean his backside right on her desk, he’d just made himself completely comfortable in her office, and her eyes moved to her team, and several of them were watching what was going on. She’d already heard a few whispers that she’d not liked. Though no one had yet to come and ask her directly about what happened downstairs.

But it was clear to her that many had seen or heard about the incident downstairs, and it was spreading like wildfire that someone had kissed her and Jared, Edwards‘ son, had punched that man and taken her away. She really didn’t like being gossiped about, but here it was.

Her eyes moved over the contract, and she frowned as she read what was a breach of contract clause, it stated Jared himself would move her into his apartment and punish her accordingly. She understood what that meant.

Her eyes moved towards him, as she touched the clause with a finger, and he smiled at her, all charmingly and then stood up and stepped behind her chair, pushed it all the way in and leaned down over her to use her laptop. He had impossibly long arms, and she realized just how intimate the gesture looked, and then his lips just touched her ear in a soft kiss.

Her eyes shot to the staff out there and, for the first time ever, she thought about frosting the windows over. She could see everyone was staring at her openly now, but even doing that wouldn’t stop the talk that was going to be going on out there now, probably just make it worse. “Do you mind?” She muttered.

“Just read the words I type.” He chuckled softly.

She moved her eyes to the screen before her, as he’d typed out her punishment as he saw fit. She’d be moved into his apartment, where he would bind her wrists together with silk ties and tie her to his bed, and he’d spend the entire night kissing and tasting her until she nearly achieved her o****m. There would be only momentary breaks for her to calm down. Before he started once more, and it would go until the sun rose, or until she was begging him to give her all of him and being initiated into the pack.

Her eyes turned on him very wide, and he was only centimeters from her. “You don’t really mean that,” she stated.

“Yes, sweetheart I do,” he murmured. “I’ll even go out and buy them right now,” he smiled at her as she tried to roll her chair away from him. He allowed it to be turned away, but she couldn’t roll it back. He grabbed hold of the arms of her chair, much like she had done in his office, only he pulled it closer to him and spoke softly.

“It’s all over the office, Wynta. That I just decked a man for kissing you… Everyone thinks you and I are a couple now. I’m hearing a lot of chatter, human and wolfen alike.” He murmured, and reached up a hand to touch her face. He brushed his thumb over her lips, “Best we just go along with it for now, or how do I explain it, my reaction to that very thing; another kissing you.”

“I don’t want that getting around. I’m not…”

“It’s too late,” he murmured. “Even now they’re all out there waiting to see what is going to happen in here between us, I can hear their whispers, they’re all looking for confirmation. I’d rather them think that we are a couple, then have them gossip about what happened and how you got involved with possibly two men.”

She stared up at him as she realized that was likely what he was already hearing out there, and then her eyes widened even more as his eyes moved from hers, to her mouth, and she knew he was going to kiss her for all to see, “Jared please.” She half begged him not to, and shook her head no at him.

He smiled and then chuckled softly. “Now there are some words I like hearing come from you, I’ll hear more of them later, I promise you that,” he told her and then his hand was curled around her neck, and his mouth was on hers.

A long slow kiss that deepened gradually as his mouth moved over hers, and she felt her eyes flutter close after a moment and found herself just kissing him back. She didn’t even know when it happened, or how, but she found herself standing in front of him, all leaned into him, he had an arm around her waist, holding her to him, as he kissed her.

His lips left hers slowly and as her eyes opened, he smiled down at her. “That wasn’t so bad now, was it.” he murmured softly, and ran a thumb over her lips once more, “It’s much better to have me on your lips, then him.” he told her.

She didn’t even know what to say right that minute as she stared up at him. That was almost a jealous statement, but said so calmly she didn’t know what to make of it, he let her go and stepped back a little, “Sit down and sign both copies of the agreement.” He smiled at her.

She sat in her chair and picked up the pen, to find her hand a little on the shaky side, she bit her lip a little, confused as to how she’d somehow wound up kissing him back like that, and for how bloody long she didn’t know. All she knew was that he’d also been the one to break it, not her.

He was once again leaning on her desk. She glanced at him, and smiled at her. “You taste good,” he murmured, “What color silk ties would you prefer?” he asked a moment later a finger tapping the screen of her laptop, as she hesitated to sign the contract.

She sighed and shook her head. He’d only kissed her to make a point she thought absently, but somewhere, somehow, she’d actually gotten lost in the moment, and she knew it, so bloody did he by the look on his face. She had to remind herself that this was for him, just about getting her initiated into his father’s pack. She stared at that contract and ignored his tapping of the punishment he had laid out for her.

“I’ll enjoy every second of it, Wynta, not letting you get there, like I did the other night. To avoid that, all you have to do is sign that, and actually move into the apartment. Or come in for initiation.”

She moved her eyes to that punishment on the screen once more, and just knew he would do it as well. She looked to the contract and added a simple note to it and initialed it. ‘This does not count as I am willing to move onto pack lands. Jared Hayes is forcing my hand.’

He chuckled as she also wrote it on the second contract and initialed it, and she handed the pen to him, he initialed both and stated, “Now sign on the dotted line.” And there was a smugness to his voice that irritated her completely. He’d won this round was what that meant.

But she signed it, and he collected them and smiled at her. “Thank you for your co–operation.” He murmured, “I’ll make sure I’m not seen with any other woman on my arm, and you’ll return the favor. We’ll not be seen cheating on each other, sweetheart.” And then his lips pressed to her temple, and he walked from her office.

She found many eyes on her after he left and sighed internally. She didn’t even know what to say, so she just said nothing at all. The man hadn’t even been home from Europe long enough to form a relationship, and she’d never met him prior to a few weeks ago, when he’d stalked in here and dragged her about prior to his brother’s wedding, as those out there in the office thought of it.

How was one supposed to explain this to them? She didn’t know.

It felt like that last hour and a half of her work day was the longest afternoon she’d ever had, and she worked in her office until all the staff on the marketing floor had left, and only then did she pack up to go home.

She found Jared standing in her doorway as she pulled her jacket on. “It looks good on you, that suit.” He commented with a knowing smirk.

“Where are the rest of my clothes?” She asked without showing him she was annoyed about him doing this.

“I didn’t throw them out, I’m not that mean,” he told her with a half–smile. “You can claim them back from me anytime you like.”

“What are you doing here?” she asked as she grabbed her bag and headed out of her office.

“What do you think? We’re leaving the office together,” he told her, and her eyes moved to him. He chuckled at the annoyance she couldn’t hide now.

“Come on, we’ll go have dinner.” He nudged her somewhat playfully.

“No, thank you,” she answered. “Who’s going to be my driver now. I’m guessing Kyan is out of the question.”

“Hmm, you definitely can’t have him driving you around after my little performance.” He nodded as they got into the elevator, “So, for tonight it will be me and the boys. I’ve already organized round–the–clock warriors for your place.”

“Great.” She muttered, but then thought, after her little trip to his place earlier in the day, that was probably a good thing, a safeguard to keep him from coming to punish her, because there would be others about to hear it, and she couldn’t help but smile to herself.

“I could dismiss them if you want me in your apartment for the night,” he murmured. ” However, I’m not sleeping on the floor just so you know.”

“Why not? You found it comfortable last time you were there.” She smirked at him. “You might find yourself sleeping on the floor tonight anyway,” she snorted.

He frowned at her, and she shook her head. “Private joke between me, myself and I.” she murmured, still fully amused.

“You’re an odd ball, you know that right,” he stated as they walked into the foyer, and she could see his unit all out there waiting in a car and she sighed.

“That Alpha and his men are all staying at the Fairmont over in Ghirardelli Square,” he stated as they got into the car. She was between his Beta and himself in the back seat. “There is a scent masked warrior of his covering your place, he was dropped off earlier in the day, and Jenson, one of our men saw it. He’d been there scent masked all day.”

“Why are you telling me this?” she frowned. Did she need to know or want to know? Probably not be able to sleep because of it.

“We have to play our role when we get to your place,” he stated simply, but there was amusement in his voice at the same time.

“What exactly do you mean by that?” Her eyes turned on him now, and though he said nothing, there was a slight smile tilting one corner of his mouth up. Great, she thought to herself.

She was dropped off to her door. Jared got out of that car and walked her inside. His hand was on the small of her back and then at the door to her apartment, he stopped her from going inside and pinned her up against the door, his body pressed up against hers. “Jared?”

“Hmm, I’m going to kiss you,” he told her. “If you’re not letting me spend the night, I need something to get me through waiting on that to happen.”

She stared up at him, and he tugged her ear, leaned right down to it murmured for her alone. He’s close enough to pick up normal conversation, I can’t mind–link to you.” Then his mouth claimed hers, as he pressed up against the door, she gasped as his hands gripped her back side, and she was picked up off the ground so he could grind himself up against her. He put her down after a moment and slid his mouth to her ear. “It has to look real.” he murmured, and bit her neck, a sharp tiny sting to her skin that made her gasp.

He chuckled softly. “Sleep well, sweetheart.” He told her and walked from the building.