All Chapters of Her Revenge, Her Fated Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

First Day At WorkAdira’s POVI had been so excited for this job, but of course, life had its own way.To think I’d end up working this close to the one person I was trying to avoid… He was a nightmare in a designer suit.But since my bank account was currently screaming for help, I couldn’t exactly afford to be picky. I had to swallow my pride and just accept my fate.“This will be your sitting area,” Mason’s voice jolted me back to the present.I blinked, looking at a white counter and a chair that looked way too comfortable for the amount of stress I was currently feeling. I was still busy marvelling at the high-end finishes of the office when a shadow fell over the desk.Thump.Someone dumped a mountain of files right in front of me. There had to be over two dozen of them, making my eyes almost pop out of my head.“You must go through those files as soon as possible,” Mason stated firmly, his tone completely indifferent to the fact that he’d just buried me alive. “These aren’t the

Slip of the tongue!Adira’s POVI nearly choked on the air in the room. I had been that close to giving away everything.One more slip of the tongue, or his "habit" that I remembered from before, and I’d be dead.Alessandro wasn't just intimidating; he was a walking, talking hazard to my health. My heart was thudding so hard against my ribs I was surprised he couldn't see my shirt moving.Did I have an option here? Could I just turn around, drop the tray, and run out of here?No.The reality of my empty stomach and even emptier bank account hit me like a cold bucket of water.I had to bite my tongue.I had to become so invisible and so efficient that he’d eventually stop looking at me altogether. Better yet, maybe if I played my cards right, I could get transferred to a different department.I was still spiraling through my escape plans when his warning vibrated in my ears like a low growl.“Don't get too comfortable, Adira.”Comfortable? Was he serious? I was standing here sweating t

When Was Your Last Rut?Third Person's POV"Here's your black card, sir."Adira placed the black card back on the desk. Alessandro picked it up, his gaze lingering on her. He surveyed the sharp cut of her navy suit and the way the cream blouse looked against her skin, which made her look like an executive assistant."Now, you look like a true professional. Like someone who actually belongs in this office," he noted.He checked his watch. He stood up, reaching for the blazer hanging on the back of his chair. "It's time to head home. Mason is unavailable, so you'll drive me back."Adira frowned, clearly feeling irritated. "I'm not your driver, sir."Alessandro chuckled, sliding his arms into the tailored sleeves of his jacket. "The job description of a personal assistant includes everything, Adira. It involves fulfilling all my work needs. That includes becoming my driver, too."She rolled her eyes at his arrogance, but she didn't move toward the door. 'I have to go to the hospital too.

"Alpha, we have extracted the arrow and successfully removed the toxins in Miss Adira's system. Remarkably, despite her omega nature, her body is healing at an accelerated rate," the healer announced."So, she is entirely out of danger?" Alessandro asked for certainty."For the moment, yes. However, Miss Adira requires constant observation," Dr. Russell interjected, adjusting his glasses. "I will conduct hourly evaluations. Furthermore, in exactly six hours, she must receive an injection formulated to aggressively boost her immune response.""Understood. Are there any other medical directives?" Alessandro asked."Nothing further at this stage, Alpha," the doctor replied."My thanks to all of you." Alessandro offered a curt nod, his gaze shifting to the house butler standing near the doorway. Recognizing the silent command instantly, the butler stepped forward to escort the medical team to the mansion's guest wing so they could rest.Left alone, Alessandro stepped into the makeshift m

The next morning, Dr. Russell reviewed my latest reports after another thorough examination. He confirmed that the worst had passed, prescribing strict bed rest alongside a light breakfast and my morning medications.Once the maids helped me change and cleared the trays, the room fell quiet. I wanted to see Alessandro. He had been entirely absent since I woke up, and a knot of anxiety was tightening in my stomach. Last night, believing I was dying, I had let slips of the tongue ruin my caution. I knew a man like him would already be analyzing every word."When will Alessandro return? I need to speak with him," I asked the maid currently vacuuming the rug."Miss, I heard the Master went down to the dungeons to interrogate the attacker captured last night," she replied over the hum of the machine. "He should return to the main wing soon."It was the exact same vague reassurance I had received from the previous staff member hours earlier. When she finally left, I was left alone with my