Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 10

“I thought you left.”

He stands by the door, watching me as I’ve been working from my phone, where I’ve been alternating between reading the financial reports he left queued on his computer, and

transferring the money.

“I hope you didn’t do something you’ll regret,” he says.

Like handing over millions of dollars that my husband likely considers ‘ours’ to my father-his enemy?

“No. Of course not,” I say easily.

He snorts.

I point to two companies whose shares we’ve both been following for a while. “You marked these to offload. Is there something wrong with the financial projections?”

He nods. “Both companies are about to go belly up.”

Oh no. I bought ten thousand shares of each on behalf of my father’s pack last month. I don’t exactly hide that I make those investments, but technically it’s all managed by my father, I

just pass along information from my research or that Aaron

shares with me.

He smirks. Then he comes back into the room, tilts up my chin with his big hand and kisses me. “I’m sorry,” he whispers.

I’m pretty sure my mouth is still hanging open as he leaves.

Those two words…

To hear him say them, to apologize.

Aaron doesn’t ‘do’ apologies.

And just moments ago he was smirking. What exactly is he apologizing for, I wonder. Not that it matters. It’s enough that he gave me the words. Finally.

I sink back into the chair. Shocked. Elated.

those broken bits of my heart

again.

moments. The tender ones.

he holds me at night, or does something unexpectedly

look, with one kiss, can claim every

my

touch my mouth.

cold and controlled and closed

these glimpses of warmth…

give me hope.

there is more to our

hope is really dangerous for a dying girl like n

*

*

AARON

wait in the

can hear Leah’s shuttered

her, as

break her is

is too strong

and her trusting nature…now that is a prime thing for me to exploit.

intention of keeping

belongs.

4/7

Here.

us, I swear I can feel her joy, like some force of positive energy radiating from her to

phone blinks and I see that funds have been transferred. I’ve never micromanaged her finances before, because I

fancy clothes or expensive jewelry. She sends

had from

to manage them

gave her a pittance of money when she was pledged to me. We’ve grown that amount a

over.

dime of my wife’s. But from the moment she

track her whereabouts with her cell and I now get

From coins for a game on her iphone to Amazon orders she has sent

the charges are subscriptions

But