The Unknown Billionaire Alpha

Jennifer got out of the building and stopped a taxi.

“zinga’s street.” She said and the back door opened. She entered, tossed her bag behind her and leaned back her head on the car head rest.

“Is there any problem?” The taxi driver asked as he noticed her mood. He had been watching her from the driver’s center mirror. Jennifer didn’t reply, then he continued, “Thinking can’t solve anything. It can only lead to frustration. Maybe I can be of help. I don’t like the way you are looking. You are too beautiful to be sad.”

“Can you drive fast and mind your business?” Jennifer said with a cold voice.

“Sorry.” The driver replied nonchalantly and focused on the road.

..

“Where do you left your phone?” James asked as Jennifer stepped inside the house. He had been trying to reach her but she wasn’t picking up.

“Any problem?”

“I’ve been calling and texting you. I came back and I didn’t see you.”

“You are sounding as if you cared. Who told you that I was missing? Where were you last night when I was nearly killed?” Jennifer hissed as him and made her way to the stairs.

“What happened?” He asked as Jennifer ignored him and continued stepping upstairs. “How am I supposed to know you were in danger. The last time I saw you, you were with your new boyfriend.”

James said and followed her up.

“And who told you he’s my boyfriend?” She asked without looking back.

“He was with you at the party and…. you guys were among the couple dance. Did he tried to hurt you?” Mike asked. She had already gotten to her door. She pushed her door opened and banged it close without saying anything.

She was tired and frustrated. I removed her shoe and dropped on the bed. Her eyes were already soaked with tears. She never thought she will come out of Mike’s house with tears in her eyes.

It hurt her most when he asked him to be his friend. She doesn’t want to be a friend, she doesn’t want him to see her as a sister. She wanted him to be her lover. She wanted to have him for herself..

She grabbed the pillow and tossed it at the other side of the room. She felt as if her long term relationship with Mike just ended. She felt lost, confused, stressed and as if her life was lacking in direction.

Mike was like the center if her everyday life, and an important part of her plans for the future.

For some moments, she have to remind herself that he was never her boyfriend. He didn’t even break up with her. But that didn’t help.

She tried to hold herself but she couldn’t. She was still mourning on her bed when her phone rang. It was Sanrdra. She could not ignore Sandra’s call, so she picked up.

“Hi, how are you doing.” Sandra asked at the other side of the phone.

“I’m fine.” Jennifer replied, wiping the line of tears running down her cheek with the back of her hand.

“I guess you have so many gists to tell me. Did it later worked out.” Sandra asked with curiosity. She couldn’t wait for Jennifer to unfold everything that happened.

“I’m just coming from his house.” Jennifer replied. This time, her voice was not clear. Sandra could notice a trace of sub in her voice. She could hear her voice sounding like someone who was weeping.

“Are you alright? Is there any problem? Why are you crying?” Sandra asked, deeply concerned.

“After you guys left us in the field, Daniel drugged me and nearly raped me but Mike saved me and took me to his house.” Jennifer explained.

“Then why are you crying? Did he hurt you?” Sandra inquired.

“No, he broke up with me this morning.” Tears were now rushing down her cheek and she kept wiping it off with the back of her hand.

“He broke up with you? How?.. He saved you and broke up with you. I don’t understand. The last time I checked, you guys were not in relationship. He was just your crush. How did he broke up with you when you don’t have a definite relationship with him.” Sandra asked.

“You will not understand. We were about to have sex and he stopped along the way and said he couldn’t continue. That he sees me like his sister, asking me to be just friends.” Jennifer was not crying and cleaning her tears.

“Did he saw anything awful on your body? where you smelling badly?” Sandra asked.

“My body was clean. My pussy is waxed and I’ve taken my bath already before the event. I’m feeling terrible now. I don’t know what to do.”

“Is that why you are crying. Stop crying and wipe your tears away. You are not supposed to be crying because of a man. You are too beautiful to be doing this. There are so many guys out there who are willing to worship your feet just to be your boyfriend. Wipe your tears, he doesn’t worth your tears. Forget about him.”

“You think it’s easy? This is beyond my control. How I wish I can control myself but I couldn’t. I love him. I feel empty without him. If it was easy for me, I would have forgotten about him.” Jennifer said.

“But how can you fell in love with someone that doesn’t love you back. Why killing yourself because of someone who doesn’t give a fuck. Move on since he doesn’t want you.”

“He dosen’t love me and he saved me, nurse me in his house and feed me. He do love me but I don’t know his problem. Honestly, I wish I can move on, Sandra.”

“So what do you want to do now? Go back to his house and start begging him to take you

as his girlfriend? what if he have a wife? Didn’t that cross your mind. Forget about him and move on with you.

“Think about how you will feel if my brother tell you he sees you as a sister. I know you will feel more than I can feel now.”

“I understand everything but you can’t kill yourself because of a man. Can I come so we can go out and have some drinks.”

“I don’t want that now. I need to need to be left alone.” Jennifer replied.

“You know that staying alone at this period can lead to depression. You need to get your ass off that bed.”

“I don’t care just let me be.” Jennifer said and hanged up.