Page 12 of Maid for The Alphas


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“Thank you for the job opportunity,” I said, getting up from my chair.

“This is quite exciting,” drawled Oscar, who gazed at me with a look that seemed to peel off every layer of my clothing. Or maybe it was just my imagination because he was an alpha, and alphas had weird powers like that. I couldn’t imagine if I was an omega and always falling prey to their charms. Each of these men was devilishly handsome in their own way, and I had to somehow find a way to work here without falling over my feet.

“We can’t wait to start with you,” said Ruston, who was already uploading the signed documents online.

“Agreed,” said Chad, who was looking at me as I walked to the door. At that moment, it felt like Ruston’s sentence held a deeper meaning than just wanting me to work. I could almost swear he meant something else by it.

“I’ll walk you to the door,” said Zaff.

We silently walked to the front door, and the doorman opened the door politely for us as we made our way outside. Maybe I would have a doorman like that one day, I thoughtgiddily. I couldn’t wait to tell my aunt everything except the part about the alphas.

“Thank you again,” I said breathlessly, turning to him. “I’ll be back first thing tomorrow morning.”

“I am glad you decided to give this a chance,” said Zaff, his eyes light as the sun shone on his perfectly angled face. He crossed his arms over his chest, wrinkling his dress shirt. “Even though you made it a little difficult at first.”

“I was just nervous,” I said, hoping he didn’t think I didn’t want the job. I just didn’t want to work with a bunch of alphas who could potentially be deadly to the only family member who cared about me.

“That’s perfectly normal,” he said, his eyes softening as he gazed at me. My heart started beating erratically. He couldn’t look at me like that, or else I’d melt like ice cream under the hot sun.

“Alright, bye,” I said, breathing hard as I turned and started walking towards the pathway down the driveway. As I passed the shiny cars, I couldn’t help but admire my favorite one again. Once I was walking along the long winding path down between the trees and the little roadway, I started to breathe a little easier away from the alphas. Being around their scents was overwhelming and intoxicating.

The fresh air was making it a little easier to think.

But suddenly, I noticed to my right that a limousine was following close by. My feet moved a bit faster, but I could see from the side of my eye that the car was still on pace with me. Wondering what the hell was happening, I quickly turned to see who was driving the thing, and I saw the window in the back sliding down.

Zaff poked his perfectly slicked-back hair out the window. Oh no.What did he want this time?

“Do you have a ride?” he asked me as the driver of the limokept pace with me. I paused walking, and the limo stopped moving as well.

“I took a bus here,” I said nonchalantly.

“My driver can give you a ride,” he said.

“It’s okay,” I said quickly. “Thank you for offering.”

“Breanna, I insist. Allow me to give you a ride home,” said Zaff. Red flags started to arise within me. Why did he care if I got home safely or not? Or was he just a nice guy in general? I couldn’t believe the latter.

“How do I know you won’t kill me and dump my body in the woods somewhere?” I asked, half-joking and half-serious.

He laughed.

“Then I wouldn’t have gone through all the trouble of making you sign contracts for me,” he said. “Consider this a work transportation from our company.”

“Oh,” I squeaked, staring at the black shiny limousine. I always wondered how it would feel riding in one of those things. “Alright then.”

The limo wasnice and relaxing as I sat in the backseat with Zaff. The serious driver didn’t even say a word as he drove the long miles after I told them my address. I couldn’t believe I was literally sitting next to a billionaire.

“You must be so lucky,” I blurted out.

“Lucky, how?”

Shit, I should have kept quiet. But now it was too late, and I was going to seem poor.

“That you could afford your own drivers and cars.”

“Not lucky,” he said, sitting relaxed beside me as his hand curled over the edge of the chair. “It’s about hard work and determination. Ruston started the pathway for us to own our careers after he started his billion-dollar app idea.”

“Which app?” I asked.

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