A Weekend With The Alpha

My lashes fluttered slowly, and I found Zion on top of my bed beside me, staring down at me. It was morning, and he had woken up before me, which rarely happened, but last night I had spent hours reading until it was way past my bedtime. This was one of the side effects of sleeping late, turning your alarm off, thinking you'd wake yourself, but not being able t “Mommy, wake up,” he said, placing his hands on my shoulder and shaking me.

“Vm up, Ym up." I pulled myself up and sat down, my head aching a little, and I rubbed my temple to ease the pain and discomfort.

“Let's get ready, mommy." He said and got out of bed, running out of the room.

And that's how my day began.

After dropping him off at school a little later than usual, I had one thing in mind: going to see Aaron. I wanted to tell him about the mysterious children’s book I got at the bookstore, which spoke of his curse of power. It was weird that Aaron didn't call all morning even though he had seen the missed calls on his phone. It was unlike him, and I didn't want to jum to conclusions.

I called in a favour with Lionel to help me pick Zion up when school closes in case I would be unable to do that. He said I had a less busy day as the art gallery had promised to review his submission and get back to him, and he was now at hon doing nothing.

Despite the traffic on the road that led to Aaron's place, I reach it an hour later. I had little luck because Ivan told me he had left the house early to the office for an important business meeting, which would start at eight.

He asked what I wanted to meet him for and if it was something he could deliver, but I smiled at him and shook my head. As noble as his offer was, he wouldn't understand what it was about. I needed to find Aaron myself and deliver my message.

I had never been to the Hart's company since they officially opened in the States. I didn’t know the way there, but after inputting the address into my location finder, I followed the directions.

I drove over to the Hart company and packed my car in the parking lot. I raced into the building, my legs taking me as fas as they could, while my hands clutched down on the books in my hand.

According to Ivan's direction, Aaron's office was on the fifth floor of the building and so I got into the elevator and presse the fifth floor.

I realised how underdressed I was as soon as I stepped into the company. I was in a pair of black jeans trousers and a wh round-necked polo. My hair was in a neat ponytail and I had no touch of make-up on my face. I didn't dress poorly, but tt wasn't the place to be dressed in simple clothes. It was an office environment, and everyone wore corporate clothes.

I didn’t dress up for a formal meeting and in my defence; I didn't think I would have to come to the company in search of Aaron. I had hoped to meet him at home, but luck was not on my side. Things happen, and they are beyond our control sometimes. This was one of those things, and it couldn't wait. I wished I could become invincible, which would seem bett Or for the ground to open up its mouth and swallow me.

I walked over to the secretary's front desk and the woman with red hair glanced up at me with an expression so formal I felt out of place.

“Good morning. I need to see Aaron Hart.”

“Good morning, ma'am. Mr Hart is in a meeting. Do you have an appointment with him?” the woman with the name tag Ruth sandler asked.

I shook my head, glancing around when I noticed a few eyes on me. “I am his girlfriend, and I need to speak to him. It's kinda important.”

If she believed the things I just said, it didn't reflect in her expression, as she still stared at me like someone unknown. "He's in a meeting and unless you call him, I can't guarantee you will see him, ma’am. I cannot interrupt, either. That coul get me fired” She simply replied, “if it's really important, perhaps you could call him and tell him."

I've tried, but either he's not with his phone or trying to ignore me. I doubt the latter was the case, though.

“Can 1 just wait then?”

“Sure!” she answered.

I moved to the waiting seat at the reception and sat. An hour passed and yet the meeting didn't end and the second hou and still the same thing.

My stomach growled, telling me I didn't have breakfast before leaving home. Well, 1 didn't think I'd spend two hours waiti just to speak to Aaron.

This opened my eyes to the man he was. A businessman that barely had time, but he always had time for me.

I didn’t cherish that as much as I should have. Now 1 will.

My stomach growled for the second time, and I rose to my feet and approached the red hair seated across the table.

“I need to see Aaron now,” I said, having a zero level of patience left.

“Ma'am, I can't do that. I'd get in real trouble if I did,” she answered, her tone remaining calm and professional.

“Now imagine the trouble you'd be in when your boss finds out you kept his girlfriend out here and hungry, refusing to le her see him. You will be out of a job, regardless. Tell me where he is. You don't have to come along. I'll take the blame for the interruption.”

She sighed, not convinced by the decision I wanted her to make, but not having much choice.

“The second door on your left through the right hall she answered, “do not get me involved in this, okay?” and I nodded and walked away.

I knew the meeting was probably important, but so was this. If you ask me, this was more important because this has to with his life.

Just like she directed, I opened the second door to my left, and I saw the large meeting hall with a large table in the midd and about a dozen people seated on chairs around it, amongst whom were Damor and Sesi.

There was a man in a grey suit giving an illustration on the projected screen and it seem to be a business meeting about output and revenue generation.

No wonder it was taking forever.

The eyes of the men and women seated across the table turned to me, including that of Aaron and Sesi, and I felt a chill run through me. I had disrupted the meeting and I doubt the men seated were happy about that.

Aaron rose from his seat and approached me. He didn't look so happy to see me, nor did he look angry. I understood I wouldn't feel happy if Aaron had interrupted my meeting, either, but this was important.

He came to me and took hold of my hand before turning to the men around.

“Please excuse us," he said, and walked out with me. He led me towards his office and I found the eyes of a few staff on nm but 1 didn’t mind. I told myself this was important.

He brought us into his office and shut the door. He dragged a deep breath and turned to me, his expression mixed with both confusion and scepticism.

My stomach tightened not knowing if I had done wrong by showing up unannounced. I was the one insisting on space yesterday, only to turn around and do the same thing I condemned all the while.

“Hey.” I began as he stepped towards me, but his lips meeting mine silenced the words from my mouth.