All Chapters of Billionaire Alpha: Chapter 441 - Chapter 450

MattErica not texting me the night before was a little odd, but I blew it off. I wasn't going to let anything small or silly come between us. She meant too damn much to me.I got up to the sound of Damon moving around the kitchen. He'd decided after dinner to stay the night. He was wiped out, and the bastard laid down for a nap and never got up again."Finally," he grumbled as he gave me a look.I moved toward the coffee pot, ignoring him for a few minutes until I got the coffee going. "So, what time did you get up?""Fucking four o'clock. Why didn't you wake me up last night?" He lifted his arms to the ceiling and stretched."Because you were exhausted, man." I grabbed two cups, but he stopped me."None for me. I've already had a pot to myself."I chuckled. "What are your plans today?""I need to get ready for that meeting tomorrow morning, but I can do it later tonight. Why? You wanna go do something."It was nice to have him there. The older we got, the more I appreciated the rela

EricaThe night before played in my mind's eye over and over as I lay in the bed that next morning. Mitch had been kind and almost sweet when we arrived at his big mansion by the water. The place was decorated warmly, from his wife no doubt. I couldn't have imagined losing someone I loved, and yet there I sat, at the edge of watching Matt walk away.Mitch and I had shared a drink, and luckily for me, I had time to slip a few pills in his liquor, which was insanely effective. He got dizzy pretty quickly, and I pulled him down the hallway and pushed him back on the bed as he passed out.It worked like a charm, and yet, I felt empty on the inside. What if he died in the middle of the night? What if Jonathan got to Matt before I did?I needed to tell Matt everything. I had to.After rolling around in my cold sheets until just before lunch, I finally pulled myself up and walked to the kitchen. Not having Zek there left the apartment filled with an uncomfortable silence. All I had was my th

MattFour days. It had been four days since I reamed Erica on the phone, and I hadn't gotten a text or a call since then. Lanie came and picked up the dog from Damon a few days after our last conversation, but I'd stayed in the bedroom. I wasn't sure what to think or how to feel, so I just didn't."Dude. You have to get out of this fucking house. Today." Damon walked into the living room and glanced down at me. I hadn't gotten off the couch for four days for anything other than to shit occasionally. I wasn't eating much, and my sleep was horribly dicked up. "You look like hell.""Fuck off." I turned over on my side and faced the couch as my thoughts tormented me. All I wanted was to be loved by a woman like Erica. I would have given her everything. The heart from my goddamn chest, but that wasn't enough for her.It was almost comical how stupid I was."Matt. Get your ass up now. I'm not messing around with you."I lifted my middle finger in the air. He might have been able to take me

EricaToday is the day. I laid in my hotel bed and chanted the same words over and over again. Today had to be the day. The day where I felt like eating, touring the city, breathing deeply again.I missed Matt so bad that my body hurt, my brain ached, my teeth even felt sore. Forcing myself into the shower, I turned on the hot water and pressed my back against the cold tile wall. I wanted him so fucking bad that I honestly felt as if I were willing to do anything to get him back."Then tell him what happened. Make him listen to you!" I yelled at myself in the shower as a torrent of emotions raced through me, threatening to force me to my knees in anguish.But he wouldn't listen. I knew it for a fact.Memory after memory assaulted me, each one weakening my resolve to leave the hotel room. I cried out and closed my eyes, pressing my palms against my face and trying hard to hold myself together."What am I going to do without you in my life?" I let another sob go as the first time we mad

MattI stood in my studio on Friday morning, staring at a blank canvas with a million emotions plummeting through my chest. I missed Erica so bad it fucking hurt to breathe. If I thought I knew what love was before her, I was wrong."Hey. I need to run up to the studio to do a quick shoot. You need anything?" Sophie walked into the room and crossed her arms over her chest."No. But thanks." I turned back to my canvas. “I feel like I could stick my hand inside my shirt and have enough red to paint this whole fucking city.""Matthew." She moved up behind me and wrapped her arms around me. "I wish I could take this from you.""I wouldn't give it to my worst enemy." I patted her arm. "Go do what you need to do. I'll be fine. Seriously."She hugged me again and walked toward the door. "I'll be back in a little while.""Sounds good." I glanced over my shoulder to find her watching me. "What?""You want to come with me in January to Saudi? I would love to have you with me.""I don't know. I'