April's pov
Winston strode into the room, his confidence and arrogance preceding him. He thought he had me right where he wanted me, under his control and at his mercy.
But little did he know, I had been playing him all along.
"April, my dear," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "I see you're ready for me."
I smiled, trying to appear submissive. "Yes, alpha, I've been waiting for you."
He walked over to me, his eyes roving over my body. "Good, I'm glad to see you're eager to please me."
I poured two glasses of wine, trying to keep my hands steady. "I've poured us some wine," I said, trying to sound seductive. "Let's enjoy it together."
Winston raised an eyebrow, but took the glass from me. He watched as I took a sip of mine, then followed suit.
What he didn't know was
