ELIZA’S POV
“Ma’am, Alpha Derek and his wife are back.” When the bank manager informed me earlier a smirk had graced my lips.
Taking a slow sip from the glass of wine that’d been brought to me earlier, I savored the taste as it slid down my throat.
The wine tasted like power.
It tasted like control.
And today? Today, I would fight back.
They had no idea what was coming. Derek and Maya—the two people who thought they could outplay me.
They’d underestimated me from the very beginning.
They thought they could manipulate me, corner me, force me to bend.
I smiled to myself again before signaling at the bank manager to bring them in.
The door opened, and they stepped in.
As expected, the expressions on their faces were cold.
Derek walked into the room like h
