Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 27

Olivia's POV

The morning air still clung to the quiet of dawn. | dragged my suitcase into the living room, the wheels humming

low against the floorboards. Ava was already waiting there, barefoot, holding two mugs-one for each of us. She

put hers down and wrappedin a tight hug.

“Don’t worry about anything, okay?” she murmured against my shoulder. “Lethandle the rest. Just go,

breathe, cback when you're ready. And by then, your divorce papers will be ready too.”

| didn’t answer. | just nodded against her. There wasn’t much left to say.

| was doing it-I was finally leaving. Escaping, even if temporarily. After the disaster at the charity event and the

emotional wreckage that followed, | needed to be anywhere else. A window seat, scheap airport coffee,

silence. | didn’t care where the flight landed. The destination didn’t matter. It was the leaving that | needed.

Ava was supposed to driveto the airport, but as | zipped up the last corner of my suitcase, she sighed and

glanced at her phone. “Something urgent just cup,” she said. “I have to handle it, but you can grab a cab,

right?”

“Of course,” | said, slinging my small backpack over my shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. You've already done too

much.”

Ava gaveone last tight hug at the door. “Have a safe flight. Textwhen you land, alright?”

| stepped out of the apartment building, tugging my luggage behind me. The streets were still quiet, the sunlight

bare- ly stretching across the pavement. | stood at the curb outside the gated entrance, checking my phone for a

cab. That's when it buzzed.

A strange number.

| stared at it, frowning. My instincts whispered-don’t answer that. | didn’t recognize the digits, but something

about them felt... strange. Cold.

Just as | hit the decline button, a sleek silver Maybach turned the corner and rolled up slowly from within the

neigh- borhood. | recognized the car almost instantly. The window rolled down halfway, and there he was-Mike.

“Miss Olivia?” His smile was polite, warm, like he'd been expecting me. “Where are you headed so early in the

morn- ing?”

| hesitated. “Airport.”

“What a coincidence,” he said, resting an elbow on the edge of the window. “We're going the sway. Come

on, let us give you a ride.”

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“I actually just booked a cab... ” | started, unsure.

Before | could finish my sentence, Mike was already stepping out of the car. “Nonsense. No need to wait for a

taxi out here with luggage like that.”

He reached for the handle of my suitcase before | could even protest, lifting it like it weighed nothing and

popping it into the trunk. His movements were efficient, smooth, practiced. It was hard to refuse someone so

direct and well-

mannered.

If he hadn't been wearing such a clean, high-end suit-or hadn't driven a Maybach-any passerby might've

mistaken this whole interaction for a snatching attempt.

Mike opened the back door forand gave a small bow. “After you.”

| blinked at him, a bit overwhelmed by the hospitality. But | was also exhausted. And it was hard to turn down

some- one being this kind without sounding rude.

“Thank you,” | said softly, and slid into the backseat.

The moment | sat down, my breath caught in my throat.

Alexander was already there, sitting on the far side of the seat. In the driver's seat, Fin adjusted the rearview

mirror and glanced back briefly with a grin.

Alexander was wearing casuals today- charcoal linen shirt, sleeves rolled up, a relaxed fit. He smelled faintly of

cedar and something colder. Yve was thrilled.

| greeted him politely. “Good morning, Alpha Alexander.”

He gavea short nod, nothing more. Not even a smile. Like a king responding to a distant pack member. The

chill in his gaze could've frozen lava, and yet... somehow, it didn’t feel offensive. That was just how he was.

| pursed my lips, silently accepting the hierarchy. Charm and humility were his tools for dealing with outsiders.

His real self-indifference wrapped in restraint-was saved for those who got closer. Not that | was close. | just

happened to know he wasn’t as warm as he pretended to be in public.

But he was still the man who had saved me.

Because of that, | could tolerate his coldness. Maybe even his arrogance. He had the right to carry both.

Alexander finally spoke. “Going on a trip?”

I nodded. “Yes.”

“Where?”

“Maldives.”

His gaze didn’t change. “Planned or spontaneous?”.

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| answered instinctively. “Planned...” But | hesitated halfway. My voice stalled.

A flash of embarrassment hitas a memory surfaced. Not that long ago, | had asked this very man for a job. |

had been desperate, serious, and probably not very impressive.

Now here | was, hopping on a plane for a beach vacation?

It looked ridiculous in hindsight.

Before | could explain myself, Alexander smiled faintly-too faint to be kind, too precise to be casual. | realized he

had asked on purpose.

Mike glanced atin the rearview mirror and chuckled. “Thought you were job hunting, Miss Olivia. Gave up al-

ready?”

| tugged awkwardly at the hem of my sleeve. “If my application had been accepted,” | murmured, “I would've

can- celed the trip. But Alpha Alexander said | wasn’t hired.”

Alexander leaned slightly against the door, resting an elbow near the glass. “What if | change my mind?”

I blinked. “Now?”

He didn’t answer. Just looked at me.

Mike grinned again. “You're not going on a trip anymore?”

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Alexander tilted his head. “Immediately?”

“Yes,” | said firmly. “Immediately!”

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| stared at him. Then at Alexander. Then back at Mike.

This had to be a joke.

But no one laughed.

| leaned back against the seat, stunned.

Did I just... get hired?

| was on my way to the airport,

completely unprepared, riding in a

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I glanced down at my hands, resting neatly in my lap.

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How did | even end up here?

I looked out the window, silently processing it all.

| got a job while hitchhiking.

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