Alpha's Private Plaything (Elsa and Drake Stone) novel Chapter 294

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Elsa

The next morning at Moonlight Enterprises, I buried myself in work, trying to ignore the whispers that followed me through the hallways. My hagen hammered at the keyboard with unnecessary force, the sound matching my pounding headache. Everyone had heard about the incident at the Garcia mansion by now-pack gossip traveled faster than the morning

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Around ten o’clock, a woman appeared at my desk, holding a small package.

This came for you,’ she said, placing it on my desk. “No sender information.”

“Thanks,” I muttered, examining the plain brown packaging, turning it over in my hands suspiciously. There was no return address, just my nathe written in neat block letters.

After she left, I carefully opened the package, my heart rate speeding up with each tear of the paper. Inside was a set of house keys and property documents for a two-bedroom apartment in one of Twin Moon City’s upscale neighborhoods, not far from Moonlight Real Estate’s headquarters.

“What the hell?” I whispered, my fingers trembling as I flipped through the documents. The apartment was in my name. Someone had purchased a property worth at least half a million dollars and transferred ownership to me without so much as a note.

My first thought was Allen, but that didn’t make sense. Despite his interest in me, buying property was far too forward, even for someone as straightforward as him.

In the corridor outside my office, I pulled out my phone and called Bruce, pacing nervously.

“Elsa, what a pleasant surprise, his voice dripped with fake charm. “Missing me already?”

“Did you send me an apartment?” I asked bluntly, cutting through his bullshit.

“An apartment?” He sounded genuinely surprised. “No, but I’d be happy to buy you one if that’s what you want.”

“Never mind,” I said quickly, hanging up before he could continue, my stomach churning at the thought.

I hesitated for a moment, biting my lip hard enough to taste blood, before typing out a text to Drake: Did you send me an apartment?

His response came almost immediately: Come to my company and find out.

I scowled at the screen, my thumb nearly cracking the glass as I jabbed at it. Typical Drake, always demanding I come to him like some obedient pet.

I’m working. Yes or no?

My phone rang. Drake’s name flashed on the screen. I reluctantly answered, my stomach tightening into knots.

“Yes, I sent it,” his voice was cool and controlled. “I had my people track your credit card. You’ve been staying at a hotel. That’s no place for your mother once she’s released.”

I felt a surge of anger at the invasion of privacy, my free hand clenching into a fist. “You’re tracking my spending? What the actual fuck, Drake?

“I’m making sure you’re safe,” he countered smoothly. “The apartment is yours, Elsa. Consider it compensation for recent events.

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I Lightened my grip on the phone, until my knuckles turned white. “No thank you, Mr. Stone. I don’t need your compensation. I just need you to leave me the hell alone. If you stop interfering in my life, we’ll be even.”

There was a pause on the other end the line. When Drake spoke again, his voice had a dangerous edge to it, and I could almost see his eyes flashing gold with alpha anger.

“You shouldn’t reject gifts from me, Elsa. I’m trying to He stopped abruptly, and I heard him take a deep breath. When he continued, his voice was forethey calmer. “I apologize for my tone. The apartment is yours regardless. No strings attached

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“I said no, I repeated firmly, my voice shaking with suppressed rage. ‘I appreciate the gesture, but I need to stand on my own goddamn feet.

Another silence, longer this time. “As you wish,” he finally said, his voice cold again.

During my lunch break, I went to the post office, my heels clicking aggressively against the tile floor as I marched to the counter. I sent the property documents back to Stone Enterprises via registered mail, with signature confirmation required. I paid exfra for the service, wanting proof that the package had been delivered.

There, I thought as I watched the clerk process my package, my arms crossed tightly over my chest. With Drake’s pride, he won’t push the issue once I’ve formally rejected his ‘gift.’

I was wrong.

That afternoon, as I was leaving work, I spotted a delivery person standing by the building entrance with an enormous bouquet of silver roses-a rare and

incredibly expensive variety that symbolized apology and new beginnings in wolf culture.

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” I muttered under my breath, my steps faltering.

As I approached, the delivery person looked up. “Ms. Hale?”

My heart sank. “Yes, that’s me.”

He handed me the bouquet. It was heavier than I expected, the silver-gray petals gleaming subtly in the late afternoon light. I checked the small card tucked among the blooms. It simply said “Elsa” in Drake’s distinctive handwriting.

Standing there with the flowers in my arms, I felt a complex wave of emotions wash over me. Anger at his persistence. Frustration that he thought he could buy my forgiveness. And beneath it all, a traitorous ache in my chest that I refused to acknowledge.

The flowers in my hands represented everything that was wrong with our relationship-beautiful but toxic, a gift that came with invisible strings.

“Enough of this shit,” I hissed, my hands tightening around the stems until I felt the thorns prick my skin.

I walked deliberately to the nearest trash can and dropped the entire bouquet inside, card and all, pushing it down with unnecessary force.

‘Ouch,” came a voice from behind me. I turned, my body tensing, to see Bruce Wayne watching me with raised eyebrows. Glad I didn’t send flowers.. Apparently, even Stone’s gifts aren’t always welcome.”

I didn’t respond, simply adjusting my bag on my shoulder with a jerk, my eyes narrowing.

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La inang out now, Bruce continued, stepping closer, invading my personal space. “Let me drive you home. I want to show you a new development peneel Im workmg on

I pretended not to hear him, turning away and walking briskly toward the taxi stand across the street, my entire body rigid with tension. I’d had enough of men and their “gifts” for one fucking day.

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