Alpha Oliver's POV
Her phone rang, and I frowned, wondering if it was that silly boyfriend of hers calling her. Last night, there were no thoughts that didn't cross my mind. I even thought of sending an assassin to kill him… maybe with him out of the way, she will accept to be mine. But I shook my head against it. I am a killer, yes… but I don't stain my hands with innocent blood. Every person I killed deserved to be dead; with them away, the world would be a better place.
I concluded on paying him off. Once I offer him a huge amount of money he can never make in his lifetime, he will accept and let go of her.
As we walked towards the car, I noticed she picked up the call, and my sensitive hearing activated as I listened to what she would say.
"Oh my God… I'll be there," she said in a panic.
