The Alpha One

by Samantha Drake

  The Alpha One

  She went to steal from him...not fall in love with him!

  A sexy alpha male romance by Samantha Drake of BWWM Club.

  Aline is buried in her father’s debt…

  So what better plan than stealing money from a rich family?

  They wouldn’t know the difference… right?

  Wrong!

  When billionaire Sebastian catches Aline stealing from his family, instead of handing her to the police, he has a different idea…

  He wants her help to help take down his rival!

  Aline agrees to be Sebastian’s girlfriend to take down his rival in exchange for him paying off her debts…

  But plans change, especially when feelings are involved…

  And after a few nights in his bed Aline has fallen hard for him!

  But does Sebastian feel the same sway?

  Or is he still only using her for his own gain?

  Find out in this emotional yet sexy romance by Samantha Drake of BWWM Club.

  Suitable for over 18s only due to sizzling hot sex scenes!

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  Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

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  Chapter 1

  The sound of wind and rain hitting against her window was a mere whisper in her ear, a dim background against the events that had occurred minutes ago which were playing in her head. Although her knees were still weak and her hands were still shaking in fear, she was not crying. Neither was she moving, she was simply paralyzed by the thoughts lingering in her head.

  With dry eyes and a tired, somber look across her face, she gazed around her, her eyes lingering over the shards of broken glass. Against the smooth surface of the broken pieces, she could see the reflection of the flipped chairs and emptied drawers; the clear aftermath of the men that had come demanding their money.

  Aline tried to remain strong, she knew it could have been a lot worse. They could have taken her life instead of flipping her house upside down. However, she knew she wouldn't be that lucky for long. She had one last month to find the money she owed them, and she had a feeling they wouldn't be too kind with giving her yet another chance.

  Paying someone back in a month shouldn't be that hard; it was enough time to work and gather the money, of course, that is if the sum to be paid was modest. That was not her case.

  Aline owed those loan sharks quite a generous amount of money, and although she had tried to pay them in small installments at first, the men would always come back claiming they got nothing and they would only leave after taking it all at once.

  Because of that preference of theirs, because they would only leave after taking all their money at once, Aline knew there was little possibility she could pay her debt. However, no matter how small the chances were, she still had to try. Maybe, just maybe, a miracle was to happen, although she doubted it.

  Sighing, she rested her hand over a fallen chair, and used it to lift her weight off of the ground. She winced as the headache pressed against her skull, making a wave of dizziness to wash over her.

  Biting her lip, she pulled the chair with her, dragging it back to where it was to be: beside the old mahogany table she found once she rented the place.

  Although the house was a mess, the chipped table seemed to have survived the storm. The coffee mug and spreader newspaper were intact, as if nothing had happened. Beside it, the red pen with which she had been circling job posts. There were barely three open spots that she could have a shot at, however, the salary they were offering was far from the amount she needed.

  In exasperation Aline ran a hand over her face. She needed to find a solution, she refused to give up and give into the fate that those bastards were writing out for her. She had been living in fear for the past year, running and hiding, hoping for a change of fate, but she now knew she could only escape that cruel destiny if she paid those men all the money at once and left the city. If she stayed in the city, there was no guarantee they wouldn't come back for her.

  For the first time in the last two years, Aline was determined to get her life back. She no longer saw boundaries, no longer cared about principles and rules. All she cared about was her will to find happiness and peace. The question remained, how? It was easier said than done.

  Emptily, she looked over the circled paragraphs in the newspaper wondering if there was any way she could make use of them. Even if she worked at all three of them at once, she wouldn't be able to get the money she needed.

  Sighing, she flipped the paper, the large headline of a theft catching her attention: ‘$500,000 Worth of Jewelry Stolen at the Dawn of Day’

  Aline scoffed. If she only had half that amount, she would be able to pay off her debt and start a new life.

  That single idea seemed to linger in her head. It didn’t appear and vanish just as fast as it had appeared. It bothered her. She felt guilty for even considering it, she felt even worse for flipping the paper to check the information of that one housekeeping job.

  Aline had never been one to consider stealing even a candy; it wasn't just against her principles, but rather against her very being. She hated people who chose the easy way out, who were willing to step on others just so they could be happy. But she also hated her current life.

  In a moment of weakness, when her mind could no longer think rationally, she made up her mind. She was going to take the easy way out just once. There was no way she would be damned for doing all she could to find her happiness. Anyway, she would be stealing from people that would barely notice it.

  From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the picture of her father. The picture was old, from his childhood, probably way before he even met her mom. She wondered if he felt bad for her. If he felt sorry for pushing his daughter to such extreme end.

  Aline had been in a kind of daze as she dialed the number written at the very bottom of the article. She emptily stared ahead of her as she listened to the ringing sound of the phone call. It took a bit longer than expected, but eventually, someone picked up.

  “Hello?” Aline’s heart stopped in that very second. She remained silent for a moment, realizing for the first time what she was doing.

  She gulped, thoughts rushing through her mind, her heart suddenly beating faster.

  “Hello?” The voice came again.

  Aline cleared her throat, jumping on her feet.

  “Yes, hello. I would like to ask about the job offer you posted.”

  *****

  Sebastian sat in a corner, his gaze lingering over the crowd gathered at the small event. He sipped on his drink quietly, waiting for his cousin to return. His feet hurt; he had been standing for hours, trying to speak with as many pe
ople as possible. It hadn’t been easy to go around doing small talk; he had way too much work on his mind to focus on such small things. But he had to. Business is all about being in good graces with the people around you.

  Sebastian wished the Germans were there - the party wouldn’t have been as useless as it already was. He would have at least been able to get closer to the investors he so badly wanted. It had been months now, and both he and his rival had been fighting to sign a contract with the Germans. The contract was bound to assure their company’s expansion in Europe. They had been working for months, negotiating and talking. The Germans were now waiting for their proposals, and they were going to choose which one fit them best.

  Of course, this was the hardest part. It meant he didn’t only need to think of his own proposal, but also think ahead of the game and try to predict what his competition will propose. It was a hard fight, but he was determined to win. Sebastian hated losing; he dedicated his entire life to the company. He refused to let it all be in vain.

  Just as he took the last sip, someone approached him. The slender hourglass figure swayed its way towards him, the black locks framing its upper part. Sebastian’s posture straightened, his muscles tensing as he threw on a smile.

  Marie’s lips curled in a smile he knew all too well, the same kind of arrogance radiated off of her as she greeted him.

  “I see you are fashionably late.” Sebastian pointed out, raising a brow as he placed his empty glass on the table beside him.

  It wasn’t that Sebastian disliked Marie; there was rather a tension between them. They were both stubborn, both leading business people trying to climb as high as they could. They had one another as their greatest competition, the newest contract adding to that silent war.

  “How cute, you noticed my absence.” She mocked, brushing her hand over his shoulder, a dry laugh playing on her lips.

  Sebastian snorted and rolled his eyes, refusing to respond in any other way to her constant teasing.

  “Well, in case you were wondering, I was busy editing the proposal for the Germans. And since we are on the topic, and you seem to be very fond of me today, I will return the fondness.” She got closer, looking around, as if checking if anyone was noticing them. “I advise you to stop wasting your time. After seeing the last draft of the proposal, there is no way we will lose it. My team found something the Germans certainly can’t refuse.”

  That was all she said. After finishing that last sentence, Marie took a few steps backwards, smiled and waving him goodbye as she walked past him, and into the heart of the party. Sebastian could do nothing but stare at the woman as she slipped into the crowd.

  He had known the woman for years, she was as ambitious as him, so Sebastian knew what she had said weren’t plain words thrown in the air.

  “Are you okay?” said Jonathan, who had appeared at his side.

  He shook his head as he turned towards his cousin, fighting the urge to gulps down another glass of strong liquor.

  “Did she say anything?”

  “She mentioned something about the deal. She told me not to bother with it anymore. Apparently she found something they can’t turn down.”

  “Come on. She’s just talking. There is no way she would be talking about it if that was true.” For some reason, Jonathan didn’t look convinced by what he was saying.

  “You and I both know Marie doesn’t just talk. And even if she did, we can’t take such risks. If we lose this contract we lose our chances of expanding.”

  Sebastian shook his head, running a hand through his hair. He finally succumbed to his urges and reached for the tray of a passing waiter, his fingers reaching for the half-filled glass of fine scotch. Without much hesitation, Sebastian tipped the glass over his lips, not flinching once as he gulped the drink down. He was a heavy drinker, so the alcohol wasn’t doing much when it came to his soberness, but it was, however, helping with his nerves.

  “And what do you suggest we do?” Jonathan asked.

  Sebastian thought for a moment, looking at Marie from the corner of his eyes. There wasn’t much they could do. There were two options: try their luck and play their own cards, or mess with the cards of their opponent and beat fate at its own game. Of course, Sebastian’s choice was obvious from the beginning.

  “We need to get our hands on their proposal.”

  Jonathan frowned. Sebastian knew his cousin didn’t agree with his plan; he wasn’t exactly as dedicated to the company as he was, and he was right not to be, after all - he had his own company that he will take over in the future.

  “You are crazy. You want us to steal the information?”

  Sebastian nodded.

  “I need you to call your inside people, and ask them about the file. Try to find as much information about it as you can. I will take care of the rest.”

  Jonathan hesitated for a moment, but nodded eventually, knowing too well there was no way he could get past his cousin’s stubbornness.

  “How’s your dad feeling?” Sebastian asked eventually.

  “He says he’s feeling well, but my mom says the contrary. I don’t know what to believe anymore.” Jonathan sighed.

  “And what about the casinos? Who’s taking care of the business?”

  “The CEO. I told my dad I want to return, but apparently it’s not the time yet.” Jonathan gestured with his hand, trying to mock his father’s voice.

  Sebastian couldn’t help but chuckle. His uncle was just as stubborn as his own father, so he could imagine what Jonathan was talking about. He had sent his cousin years ago to study and learn from him. It was his uncle’s meek attempt to get his son away from the bad influence and the life he had been living. Of course, he had done the right thing. But even now, even after Jonathan had changed his ways, his uncle refused to allow his son to return.

  “It’s fine. I’m sure he’s feeling well and that’s why he doesn’t want you to go through the hassle of taking over.”

  “I know, but I just don’t understand why he won’t allow me to go back. I am working here, why can’t I work in our own company?”

  “I don’t know. You know how our family works. They never explain things to us. But I’m sure your dad knows what he’s doing, and that’s in your best interest.” Sebastian, of course, wasn’t so sure. His own dad had made him do things he was still to understand, but what else could he tell his cousin?

  Sighing, Sebastian smoothed out his suit and made a move to leave.

  “You’re leaving?”

  He nodded, smiling gently.

  “I need to go take care of some stuff. I’ll see you tomorrow?” Sebastian asked, squeezing his cousin’s shoulder.

  “I doubt it. I have some errands to run outside the company. But I’ll fill you in when I get any news about the thing you asked.”

  “Thanks, man.” And with that, Sebastian walked past his cousin, shaking his head as he tried to get rid of the many thoughts running through his head.

  Chapter 2

  Pools of brown locks poured around Aline’s head, twisting and tangling between one another. She moved from one side to another as if trying to escape the ringing noise echoing inside her eardrums. Her eyebrows knitted above her closed eyes, while she covered her face with the old, worn-out blanket of hers. At first, she believed it to be a dream. The annoying noise worked its way into her sub consciousness, wrapping itself in the form of a dream. However, she soon came to realize the noise was very much real.

  Aline turned on her side, her eyes still closed as her hand felt its way over the dusty surface of the nightstand. She heard things fall, her keys and bracelet probably, if she were to judge by the sound. Eventually, she found the phone, her thumb pressing on the little green button almost immediately.

  “Hello?” Her voice dripped obviously with sleep.

  “Is this Miss Aline Stone?” Vaguely, Aline could recognize the voice; she had heard it before, but she couldn’t exactly pinpoint it. She barely got any calls, and when they did come, t
here was always someone asking for money.

  “Yes.” She reluctantly answered.

  “We’re calling regarding the housekeeping position.”

  Suddenly, Aline was wide awake. Her eyes opened widely and her fingers now digging in the edges of the mattress. There was a wave of excitement and fear too, adrenaline, she guessed, that stimulated her insides, making her stomach churn.

  “After reviewing your CV carefully, we’d like to hire you.”

  Aline muffled a shriek, swinging her feet off of the bed and onto the grey carpet. She paced around the room as she thanked the woman.

  “There is a small catch, however.” The woman continued, making Aline stop in her tracks. She nibbled on her short nails as the woman continued: “We’d like you to start today. There is a dinner party happening tonight, and one of the girls got sick. I know it’s-”

  “I’ll do it. I’ll be there in an hour.” Aline interrupted.

  She could swear she heard a muffled chuckle on the other end of the line.

  “Very well, then. Have a good day!” And so the line went dead.

  Aline remained standing for a while, right by the bed, her hand resting on the edge. Her excitement slowly faded, as she remembered it wasn’t just a job, but rather a schemed plan of theft. It had been two days since she first thought about it. Of course, at first, she believed she could do it, but now, that she was face to face with it, she doubted it.

  She wondered if she was ready to give away her innocence for the sake of being free and happy. What if she just went there and worked, would that help? She asked herself that, but she knew the answer all too well. Unless she went on with the plan, there was little chance she would be able to escape the fury of the loan sharks.

  One thing was for sure: if she didn’t get the money, she was as good as dead. If she stole, there was a small possibility she would be able to get away with it.

  Yes, she would do it. And she was going to do it that same day. It was the next opportunity. There was going to be a party, and parties meant there was going to be chaos, and chaos meant there was going to be lots of distractions that would give her enough time to find something and take it.