Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

-Alex’s POV-

The stark white light reflecting off the computer screen cast a harsh glow on my face as I scrolled through the files Christian had compiled. Lines of text b

Something wasn’t clicking, a piece of the puzzle stubbornly refusing to fit.

Across the table, Christian sprawled back in his chair, a frown etched into his usually bored face. My gaze drifted back to the file, landing once more on M staring back at me. Then, it flicked to Ivan’s file – a picture of stoic perfection.

This wasn’t the first time I’d enlisted Christian’s investigative skills on Ivan and his pack. Back then, I’d brushed it off as simple diligence, gathering all the

Was Ivan truly the flawless alpha he projected, or was he a master of disguise, expertly concealing a storm of inner demons? My gut churned with a grow

Suddenly, Christian’s voice shattered the silence, snapping me out of my internal monologue. “What does it mean when someone doesn’t answer your t

I whipped my head up, startled. “What?”

He deepened the frown, holding up his phone for emphasis. “A text. Specifically, what does it mean when a text is blatantly ignored?”

I blinked twice, staring at him as if he’d sprouted a second head. The urge to laugh bubbled up but something in his demeanor held me back. Here was Christian Vance, the epito

The concept was so outlandish that for a moment, I simply stared, speechless. Christian never worried. He breezed through life, leaving a trail of broken hearts and discarded flings in his wake. He simply didn’t care enough to invest emotional energy.

Yet, here he was and against my better judgement, curiosity gnawed at me.

“Alright, spill it,” I finally conceded, a hint of amusement creeping into my voice. “Who’s the mystery woman holding you hostage with silence? Did someo

The last sentence earned me a well– deserved glare, but it did the trick. A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips as I watched the familiar arrogance flicker back into his eyes. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Can we just focus on this, Alex?” he snapped, gesturing towards the files scattered across the table.

I raised my hands in mo