All Chapters of The Billionaire Alpha's Contract Lover: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Fortunately, the dizziness came and went quickly, and I soon recovered. When I was about to get up to go to the bathroom, I saw Griffon standing at the elevator doors. He looked as gorgeous as he always did. The lights seem to shine on his muscular frame, giving the appearance of a halo around him—which was laughable to think of Alpha Knight as someone deserving of a halo. He seemed to have been standing there for a while. Nerves shot through me when I saw him. Sure, I’d known he was going to be there, but I’d thought I would be able to avoid him. I still could. Just as I was looking around to make my exit strategy, he strode toward me, his long strides quickly eating up the space between us. There was no way for me to avoid him. I could only hold my purse tightly and quickly turn my back to him. It was as though his mere presence thickened the air surrounding us. I was a little out of breath, and my grip on my purse strap “Do you want me to open the door on my own?” A terrifying grow

The oxygen tank was small, but it was enough to help me. Slowly, the pain in my heart subsided with every breath I took, and I started to come around. I opened my eyes and saw Jackson standing by the bed I was in, a frown on his face. I was confused and a bit stunned. Was it Jackson who had saved me? And where was I? Had the person who’d once tried to k ill me just saved me? I pulled the oxygen mask away from my face and struggled to get up from the bed. Jackson pressed me back down and said, “Don’t move.” I pushed his hand away. “I’m fine. Thank you for your help, Alpha Sterling.” Determined to get away from this dangerous shifter as quickly as possible, I forced myself to sit up and get out of the ma*sive bed, holding onto the bedside table for support. After taking a couple of seconds to get used to being upright, I stood. Immediately, dizziness overtook me again. I swayed, trying to focus on the door across the hotel room. Staring at a fixed point usually helped. Not this time. Wa

When Preston saw that the woman on the bed was Taya, he was shocked. Looks like he’d been wrong about her. As soon as Roman fell from grace, Taya had hurried to attach herself to someone else with power. She worked fast. Preston hated being wrong about people. And the fact that she was human somehow made it worse. How was this nothing of a human woman able to wrap men around her finger so quickly? After thinking about it for a while, he texted the picture to Griffon. Someone needed to teach Taya a lesson, but Preston didn’t feel like it was his place to do so. After all, Griffon was the one who’d been involved with her, so Preston would leave it to him. As Griffon returned home and saw the photo, darkness filled him and his wolf started to rise to the surface, itching to get out and…punish. “When did you see this?” he texted to Preston. Preston replied, “Just now. One of the guys sent it to me.” Griffon didn’t respond. His fingers tightened around his phone, his claws growing until th

I pondered for a minute about how to handle the situation with Greyson, and then replied to him on WhatsApp. The last thing I was going to do was return his phone call. [I’m exhausted. I’m going to rest, and we can talk in a few days, okay?] I had to be careful with Greyson, had to make sure not to upset him in any way. If he told anyone about my plan to kill Roman at the hotel that night, I was screwed. Sure, Roman wasn’t an issue currently, what with being in the hospital still, but I would rather not take any unnecessary chances. If Greyson was unhappy and decided to expose me, Roman would find a way to deal with me. And Roman “dealing with me” wasn’t how I wanted to di e. I didn’t intend to see Greyson again, but I still needed to mollify him to make sure he kept quiet.After sending the message, I turned off my phone, took out my car keys, and opened the car door. Just as I was about to get into the car, a Bugatti stopped in front of me. The car window slowly rolled down, reveali

Griffon’s demeanor immediately changed. “Do you think I’m doing this for you?” he snarled. He grabbed my cheek with one hand and swung my head left and right. “Look at yourself. What makes you think you’re worthy of me?” Goddess, this man was confusing and insufferable! “Then why did you-” “The man you’re f uc king is my future brother-in-law.” My stomach sank and bile rose in my throat. The realization of two things at the same time made me ill. One, Silas-Jackson, was going to mate someone else. Two, Griffon didn’t want to pay me to be his mistress; he wanted to pay me NOT to sleep with his sister’s promised mate. Any thoughts I’d had regarding Griffon acting differently toward me, acting with affection were false. He’d simply been trying to steer me away from Jackson. I should be mortified. Or enraged. Instead, I relaxed. I’d actually been a bit afraid that Jackson had other feelings for me. I couldn’t bear it and didn’t dare to accept it. Not with my current situation. I looked at