Chapter 8

Alessandro stood, facing the window, hands in his pocket. The question of the man from earlier still repeated in his head.

'What was so special about her?'

He asked himself the question over and over again. Bailey was a doll for all he cared. She was meant for his pleasure only, nothing else. Her being his mate was none of his concern. But why buy her? He could always take her for the night whenever he pleased but let her keep living in the doll house. Yet, he bought her. Why?

He tried his best to deny the fact that he was drawn to her from the minute he saw her. He couldn't be attached to her, she meant nothing to him. Not now. Not ever.

"Alpha?" He turned from the window. Axel was by the door of his office.

"Alpha the board members have been waiting for an hour. You said you'll be there soon, 30 minutes ago". His face was that of concern but in as much as he was concerned about the drift in his Alpha's consciousness, he was also cautious as not to piss him off.

"I said I'll be there