All Chapters of Fated to My Alpha Boss: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"That was so fucking good," he said, rising on his elbows to look at me. He brushed hair away from my face and kissed me, his lips continuing to communicate the passion he'd just expressed with his words. "My love," he said. "Are you okay?" I looked into his eyes, feeling his warmth still on me, encircling me, protect

"I can't imagine who the mole could be, though," I said as Charles, for what seemed like the hundredth time, made me lean over and let him inspect my upper arm. We were on my couch, going over the day with a half-dozen cupcakes. I let him press his lips against the place where slight bruises had formed, loving that he rumbled in anger every time he saw them again. 

Matilda and her partner Sophia were throwing a party at a restaurant to celebrate their adoption of Charlotte, the little girl from Mrs. Addison's orphanage. It was both a gourmet restaurant for the adults but in a setting of a high-end play area for the children. They served some of the most spectacular desserts in the city, many of which featured flames or smoke, and it was the destination place for birthday parties. Charles looked handsome in a button-up shirt and trousers, casual but

It was dark, and I could see very little of the home that Charles' driver was approaching, though I saw the gates open and could make out at least three stories of flowing glass and warm-colored wood inside. There appeared to be stone walls and underfoot as we walked up toward an enormous door. "I wish you were seeing it under better circumstances," he said. "I love this place, and I want you to feel totally at home here." He pressed a code into a keypad and the door clicked open. Charle

Charles' car was snaking through the streets toward the office, having taken me first home and then waited for me to throw on some fresh clothes before heading out. Here and there, crowds were moving in packs down the sidewalk toward city hall, protest signs tucked under their arms. It had been five days, and still the crowds were growing. Charles was on his phone with other Alphas from different cities and I was talking quietly to Cathy, trying not to disturb his conversation. "But are