Olivia's POV
After getting dressed in a black skirt and a button-up shirt, I put my hair in a bun and stood before the mirror. It was the first day of my internship at the prestigious Luciano Company, and I was damn nervous but also excited. For years, I had dreamed of working there, and today, that dream was coming true, although it was just for an internship program that would last for six months. “You can do this, Olivia,” I assured myself. I glanced at myself one more time in the mirror before moving away to grab my bag. After gathering my things, I left my apartment and took a taxi to the hospital. Today was a big day for me, and I needed to see my only family member who was still alive. Boarding a taxi, I arrived at the hospital and went to James's room. Entering the door, I shut it and made my way to the bed, pulling up a seat before staring at his unconscious body. It's been six years since he has been in this state, yet there have been no improvements. The hospital bills kept piling up. The doctor had advised that I allow euthanasia and take him off life support due to the high bills, but I couldn’t do it. I have spent and sacrificed too much to let go. Besides, James was my only family, and I can’t bear to lose him too. Swallowing my pain, I took hold of his cold hand and stared into his face. “Hey, bro, guess what?” I said in a shaky voice, trying my best not to burst into tears. “I started my internship at Luciano Group today. I'm finally working towards my dream.” I paused, collecting my thoughts. “I know you're not responding, but I know you're listening. I'll make sure to make you proud, James. I won't give up, just like you taught me.” I smiled through my tears, remembering the good times we shared. “I'll keep fighting for both of us.” I sniffled, preventing my tears from falling. I didn’t want to ruin my face. “Listen, I think I have found the man who is responsible for our parents' deaths. I have found the man who is responsible for your condition, and I promise that I will do everything to make him pay. I will make him pay for destroying our family.” I expressed those words as a promise to James. “I will do everything possible to bring him down,” I declared firmly. Just then, the room door opened, and Dr. Martin walked in. “Olivia,” he greeted with a nod, glancing briefly at James before turning his full attention to me. “I need to speak with you about James's medical bills.” I sighed, steeling myself for the conversation I dreaded but knew was inevitable. “I know, Dr. Martin. The bills have been piling up, and I'm doing my best to manage them. My new internship should help a bit.” Dr. Martin gave me a sympathetic look. “I understand how hard this is for you, Olivia. But the costs are huge, and they continue to rise despite how much you pay weekly. We need to discuss your options. Have you considered any assistance programs or spoken to social services? “I have,” I replied, my voice tight with stress. “But it's not enough. I'm trying to save up, hoping things will get better. I can't give up on him.” “I admire your determination,” the doctor said gently. “But you need to consider what's best for both of you. Euthanasia is a difficult decision, but it might be the most humane one, given the circumstances. James wouldn't want you to be burdened like this.” I shook my head, tears welling up again. “I can't do that, Dr. Martin. I can't let him go. He's my only family.” Dr. Martin placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “I understand. We'll continue to do everything we can for James. But please keep in mind the reality of the situation. We're here to support you, whatever decision you make.” I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. I watched as the doctor left the room, then turned back to James. I would find a way to pay the bills and keep fighting for my brother. I had to. Getting up, I placed a kiss on James's forehead before leaving the hospital. After boarding a taxi, I arrived at the company and couldn’t help but awe at the structure of the giant building. After a few deep breaths, I walked through the glass doors of Luciano Group, feeling a mixture of awe and determination. The lobby was bustling with activity, people in sharp suits moving with purpose, and the atmosphere buzzed with an air of professionalism. “Olivia Parker,” I introduced myself at the reception, trying to keep my voice steady. “I'm here for the internship program.” The receptionist, a poised woman with a warm smile, checked her list and nodded. “Welcome, Olivia. Please take a seat; someone will be with you shortly.” I sat down, clutching my bag tightly, and glanced around. The interior was sleek and modern, with minimalist decor that exuded elegance. It wasn't long before a woman in her thirties approached me, her smile reassuring. “Olivia? I'm Sarah, the HR coordinator. Welcome to Luciano Group. How are you feeling?” “Nervous but excited,” I admitted, returning her smile. “That's perfectly normal,” Sarah said kindly. “Let me show you around and introduce you to the team before showing you to our boss.” As we walked through the corridors, Sarah pointed out various departments and introduced me to several people. Everyone seemed friendly and professional, and I felt a sense of belonging starting to take root. We arrived at a spacious office where Sarah introduced me to my supervisor, Mr. Thompson, a tall man with a stern yet approachable demeanor. “Olivia, this is Mr. Thompson. He'll be overseeing your internship.” “Nice to meet you, Mr. Thompson,” I said, extending my hand. “Welcome to the team, Olivia,” he replied, shaking my hand firmly. “Thank you,” I said, while he smiled at me before going back to his computer. “I have to take you to the boss,” Sarah said, and I swallowed nervously, which she noticed. “You don’t have to be nervous. Alpha Luciano is a stern man, but he isn’t hard on his workers, trust me.” She assured me, and I swallowed hard. “The boss is an Alpha.” I stammered, and she smiled. “More than an Alpha, Miss Olivia, he is the Alpha King. Don’t you know that?” She asked, while my eyes widened. “The Alpha King?” I asked, and Sarah nodded. “Don’t worry, he is fair and kind as long as you behave well.” She flashed me an assuring smile before leading the way. “His office is on the top floor, so let's use the elevator,” Sarah said, while I nodded and followed her from behind. As we ascended in the elevator, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. The notion of working under the Alpha King himself was both thrilling and intimidating. I had heard a lot about him, about his strength, his skills, his abilities, and his incredible wolf, but I hadn’t seen him because I don’t usually go to social wolf gatherings since I was wolfless. I took deep breaths, trying to calm my racing heart. The elevator dinged softly, announcing our arrival at the top floor. The doors slid open to reveal a sleek, minimalist hallway. Sarah led the way, her confident strides echoing softly against the polished floors. We got to a desk and met a lady seated beside it, whom I assumed was his secretary. “This is Olivia; she is our new intern, and the Alpha has requested to see all new interns before they begin,” Sarah explained to the lady, who nodded and picked up the telephone. She spoke to him over the phone, announcing our presence before ending the call. “You can take her in,” the secretary said, and Sarah nodded before leading the way. We approached a set of large double doors at the end of the hallway, where she paused and turned to me. “Just remember to be yourself and remain respectful,” she advised, giving me one last reassuring smile. “You'll do great, Olivia.” I nodded while my mouth suddenly went dry as I followed her through the doors. The office we entered was vast and impeccably decorated, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a breathtaking view of the city. There was a large painting of a gigantic wolf on the wall, which, I assumed, was his wolf. Staring at the wolf painting, I couldn’t help but feel mesmerized by it. There was just something about the piercing shade of green eyes of the wolf that got me allured, and I couldn’t stop staring. “Olivia,” Sarah whispered, calling my attention, and I was forced to move my eyes away and noticed a man was seated at the desk, his back turned to us. “Good morning. Alpha Luciano, this is Olivia Parker, our new intern," Sarah introduced me, her tone respectful yet warm. “Good morning, Alpha Luciano,” I managed to say, my voice trembling slightly. There was something about his presence that spoke power yet felt so familiar. The chair swiveled slowly, and as he turned to face me, a jolt of recognition and confusion hit me. His remarkable piercing green eyes were unmistakable—they matched the eyes of the wolf in the painting but also the eyes of a certain someone. Someone I could recognize with or without his mask. “Olivia?” his voice was low and husky, sending shivers down my spine. “You?” I whispered, my voice barely audible.Alpha Enzo’s POVIt felt like a dream. The same lady who had occupied my thoughts for the past few days was standing right before me, looking shocked and confused. “Olivia…” I muttered. “You…” she stuttered, clearly shocked to see me. Sarah cleared her throat. “Sir, this is the new intern, Miss Olivia Parker. You asked to see all the new interns.” Her words barely registered as all I could focus on was Olivia standing before me, our eyes interlocking. “Greet,” Sarah urged her. I noticed Olivia nervously licking her lips and composing herself. “Good morning, sir,” she finally said, her voice steady despite the evident tension. “Good morning, Olivia,” I replied, my voice calm but my mind racing. I tore my gaze away from her to address Sarah. “Thank you, Sarah. You can leave us now.” Sarah nodded and quietly exited the room, leaving Olivia and me alone. I moved my gaze back to Olivia, who seemed shocked, confused, and worried. “We meet again.” I smirked, but she swallowed nervously and
Olivia's POVI couldn’t believe I was taking a walk with the very man who killed my parents. To worsen it, he was the Alpha King, the most powerful and influential werewolf in the werewolves' clan. I hadn’t seen or known this man, but I had heard a lot about him—his power, his wolf, and his speed. So much I had heard, and I couldn’t believe this was the same man who murdered my parents. But why would he do that? What did my family do to make him want to annihilate us? But Regardless of what my father might have done, which I doubted, he should have never killed my parents in such a way.“What are you thinking? You seem to blank out.” His words snapped me out of my thoughts, and I had to look up at him, our eyes interlocking. “Nothing,” I murmured and looked away. Anger bubbled inside me at my helplessness. Here was my parents' killer, and yet I knew I wouldn’t be able to get justice. This man was the Alpha King; how could I possibly avenge my parents?“I think I should head back to th
Alpha Enzo's POVIt was past 7 PM, and I was still in my office attending to some documents. A knock landed on my door, and knowing it was my secretary, I asked her in.“Why are you still here? I have asked you to go home,” I grumbled, my eyes still fixed on the documents in my hand.“Apologies, Alpha. I just wanted to finish some important tasks, and besides, I'm not going home straight from here. I'm going to meet with my other colleagues,” she announced, which got me to lift up my gaze to look at her.“Meet? Why?”“We are having a drink out to welcome the new interns,” she explained, and I raised a brow.“All the interns are there?” I asked, and she nodded.“I see. You can go.” She turned to leave, but I stopped her.“Where is the drink out holding?” I was curious and couldn’t tell why.“La Sin club,” she responded, and I signaled her to leave.After she left, I went back to the document in my hand, but I couldn’t concentrate. My thoughts were filled with a certain red-haired girl,
Olivia's POVThe heady scent of lavender enveloped me, making me breathe deeply, craving more of its soothing aroma. As my senses gradually returned, I felt a warm, heavy weight draped over me. My eyes fluttered open, and I blinked in confusion at the sight of a man's arm wrapped around my waist. Panic surged through me, and I jerked away, my heart pounding wildly.“It seems you are awake,” a familiar husky voice remarked, drawing my gaze to the man beside me. I froze, dumbfounded to see Alpha Enzo in the bed with me.“You…” I stammered in shock, my mind struggling to process the situation.“Yes, me.” He responded with a smirk, trying to move closer. I jumped out of the bed, my eyes darting around the unfamiliar, luxurious room.“What… what am I doing here? Whose room is this? How did I get here?” I bombarded him with questions, my voice trembling. His gaze remained unreadable, and it was clear he wasn’t about to answer.My eyes darted to my body, and I noticed with shock that I wasn’
Alpha Enzo's POV“Alpha?” Gamma Luis called, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked up to find not just his inquisitive eyes on me, but the eyes of all the council members. Ever since Olivia's audacious display, I hadn’t been myself. Part of me was furious at her for such a stunt in front of these men, but another part was eager to be with her, to punish her for what she did.“I think this meeting should end here,” I said with finality, leaving no room for argument.“Alright, Alpha, but should we proceed with the suggestion?” Gamma Luis asked.I shook my head and rose to my feet. “I will think about it and get back to you. My men will show you the door.” Without waiting for their response, I began making my way up the stairs. Reaching my BDSM room, I typed in the security password, and the door clicked open.Stepping into the room, I saw Olivia standing by the window, her arms crossed against her chest as she glared at me. “I want to go home,” she demanded, her eyes filled with ange
Olivia's POV Standing before the running shower, I roughly scrubbed my body with the sponge, hoping I could wipe off the imprint of his touch on me. Anger and pain bubbled inside me; the thought of being spanked by Alpha Enzo made my blood boil. I couldn’t explain why I agreed to be spanked by him. I should have stood my ground and said no, but I didn’t and allowed him to have his way with me. Turning off the shower, I stepped out of the bathroom and walked into my room. As I wiped my body with the towel, my eyes suddenly fell on a photo frame on my reading desk, and my heart clenched. Picking it up, I swallowed in pain and ran my fingers over the faces of my late parents. Anger and pain bubbled inside me, making a teardrop on my cheek. It had been six years—six years of losing them, six years of them being taken away from me by Alpha Enzo. And now that he was so close to me, I couldn’t do anything about it; I couldn’t avenge my parents' deaths. The sound of the gunshots echoed in
Alpha Enzo’s POVI could see the frightened look on her face the moment I said those words. Actually, I didn’t mean what I said; it was just to tease her, but it seems my words went too far. “You…” She paused and took a deep breath, probably stopping herself from saying what she wanted to say. “Excuse me.” She didn’t wait for me to respond before sprinting away. A frustrated groan left my lips as I watched her leave. I hated the effect she was having on me, the things she was making me do, the words she was making me say. She had totally gotten a hold of me. I have never been this desperate to have someone, as desperate as I am for her.Inhaling deeply, I composed myself and went back into the club. My eyes fell on her at the bar stand as she served Doms and Subs. I could see how uncomfortable she was and how hard she was trying to keep herself composed. Not able to take my eyes off her, I took a seat on one of the couches and settled in. As she served, I couldn’t help but keep starin
Olivia's POVA wave of anger and disgust washed over me as I walked back to the counter. I couldn’t believe Alpha Enzo could do such a disgusting thing. I mean, he forced me to stay and watch while a sub gave him a blowjob. Anger bubbled inside me, and I knew it was only a matter of time before I exploded.“Hey, are you okay?” Sonia asked, moving closer to me.“No,” I shook my head and took a deep breath.“Do you need a moment? I can cover for both of us for a few minutes.”“No, Sonia, I will manage.” I flashed her a grateful smile before returning to work.As I served the customers, my thoughts kept drifting back to the scene I had witnessed moments ago. Despite how much I wanted to wipe it away, I just couldn’t. The images were stuck in my head: their moans, the intensity of his eyes on me, and how his eyes rolled back the moment he was about to cum. Everything was stuck in my head, and I hated it. I hated that I couldn’t get rid of it.The beeping of my phone in my pocket got my at