Alpha japhet pov
I sat at the conference table, my hands loosely clasped in front of me, trying to look interested in the discussion. The truth? I hadn’t heard a damn word. My thoughts were elsewhere—on her. Delphine. Even when I tried to force her out of my head, she crept back in like an uninvited guest. It wasn’t just attraction; it was something deeper, something I didn’t think I had control over.
But she was playing me.
I wasn’t blind. I knew she was using me to get at my brother. Did she really think I wouldn’t notice? I almost wanted to laugh at her audacity, but instead, I let her believe she had the upper hand. She thought she was running the game, but I was the one holding the pieces.
Still, there was something about her... She’d been good for me in ways I wasn’t ready to adm
