Marked By The Billionaire Alpha

Chapter 2

Amanda pov

They thought I was weak. They were wrong. I'm meant for something more. I can feel it, every damn time I run through these woods, I feel the surge of power in my veins. But then those powers burst into something that terrifies me and leaves me with an ache that would never heal.

The first time I died, it wasn’t from the poison in my veins, it was from the betrayal in his eyes.

I don’t remember who I was. Not at first. But nightmares don’t lie.

The woods, the wolves after me, running behind me with a goal in mind. To wipe me into extinction. But then he showed up. My guardian of light. My protector. His face was blurry and I strained my eyes to get a proper look but it only got worse. In the twinkle of an eye, he destroys the wolves that pursued me and pushed me into a void that seemed like a bottomless pit. I was free from my tormentors but I was pushed into a worse torment. Pain creased through my body as I floated downward. Then everything went blank.

Death?

A sharp pain in my head got me yelling out in agony. Then I forgot who I was as more pairs of hunting eyes surrounded me.

I gasped out as I woke with a jolt from my nightly nightmare. The nightmares had become a part of my night and were the dreams I dreamt at night. Since I turned fifteen, they've been hunting me and it's a never-ending one.

The night sky was still dark and that meant dawn was nowhere close. I cracked my neck, feeling sore from the position I slept in while I stared into the vast darkness.

No job, no home, no food, but there's debts, nightmares and pain.

A laugh escaped my lips and I began laughing, my laugh echoing into the dark and cold night. I slept on an old bench under a stall where groceries are sold during the day. I was evicted two days ago after owing my landlord five months rent. Trey made it worse and my life has now turned to s**t. I stared into the star filled sky unable to go back to sleep for fear of what may hunt me next.

I sighed before laying back on the bench awaiting another nightmare that would keep hunting me forever.

****

The warm rays of the sun caressed my face as I watched kids run and play around in the park. There was always this joy and peace I felt watching children play. Maybe it's because I can't recall any happy memories from my childhood… Hell, I remember nothing from my childhood till I turned fifteen and was with a foster family. The only details they spared me was that I had a traumatized past and it's best to let go.

A ball rolled over to me and I kicked it back to the boy who was already running towards me to get it.

"Thank you, Miss." He said with a bright smile and I noticed a lot of his teeth were missing.

I smiled and waved at him before looking away and blinking back tears. A little bit of peace and joy like these children is all I wish for but no, I have to deal with adult problems.

Who said adulthood was fun!? The person must have been the child of a billionaire because this hood is the worst of all and it sucks like crazy!

Trey Walker had fired me and left me useless, jobless and the debts I had to pay can no longer be paid. I buried my hands in the hoodie of my pocket and squeezed the syringe in my hand so hard.

"Don't think too much about this." I muttered, it's not like I'm going to kill myself.

Two nights without sleep was crazy and it's better to do this now than… enough of the over thinking.

Within a second, I took out the syringe and injected myself with an overdose of my antidepressants because my usual dosage doesn't seem to be working anymore. My panic attacks and anxiety have gotten worse.

Stop running in circles. A woman said in caution to her son who didn't even mind that she was yelling.

I blinked and rubbed my eyes with my hand. The boy was now double, his mother too. I brought my hand to my face. It was now doubled too.

I laughed and stood to my feet and twirled around. Everywhere had turned golden and it was a beautiful sight.

"This is what I needed!!" I yelled at the top of my voice and it came out in a bazz tone.

I chuckled, loving the new effect.

"f**k everyone! f**k Trey!! He's a psychopathic p*****t!!" I yelled again and laughed out in pleasure.

I staggered to the bench but couldn't find it anymore.

"Well, I'm just gonna lie on this grass." I muttered and chuckled.

My eyes got drowsy and I fought to keep it open but couldn't so I gave in to it.

A hand closed around my wrists and yanked me up just before everywhere went black.

****

"She's fine now, and will wake up soon."

What the hell does that mean? Where am I and why can't I open my eyes?

"That's good to hear. I was so worried about her."

Words kept flowing into my head and I listened.

"That's okay, fret less. It's a good thing you ran into her on time, else it would have gotten worse and she would have been no more."

That got my eyes flying open and I stared around me. A lady in a white dress stood opposite me with a man I had never seen.

The man turned and his eyes widened in surprise, "She's awake!"

I frowned as I watched the lady who my brain slowly registered to be a nurse flew to my side and began attending to me.

"Are you okay?"

"Does it hurt anywhere?"

"How're you feeling?"

"Do you want me to take off the tubes, are you breathing fine?"

I gave no reply to her questions as I stared at her with a dumb look.

"It's you?" I said to the man, leaving them both with a confused look.

My mind flashed back to the hand that grabbed me before I lost consciousness.

"What happened to me?"

"Hush… you need to rest." The nurse said as she took my hand in hers and brought a syringe to it, forcing me into vast darkness.

I walked out of the hospital two days later with the man who later introduced himself as Gilbert behind me. He narrated how he had sighted me from afar at the park with a syringe to my wrist and came running to my rescue thinking I wanted to commmit suicide. I scoffed and rolled my eyes when he said that. Amanda doesn't bring herself to accept defeat.

I only took an extra dosage of my drugs that would help me relax and sleep but thank goodness he showed up. I would have been dead and forgotten now.

"But why did you attempt suicide?" He asked as we stood beside his car in the garage.

I faced the window, exhausted from explaining the fact that suicide wasn't my intention.

"Okay, why did you take an overdose? I'm still trying to get used to the fact that it wasn't suicide."

I rolled my eyes mentally while deliberating on what I would say to him.

"I needed a break… rest."

"I don't understand."

Of course, he wouldn't.

"I took an overdose of my antidepressants thinking it would help me release the tension but it turned out to be something else."

"And why did you do that? That was a crazy thing to do!" He reprimanded me in a strict tone, causing me to shrink backwards.

"That's because not everyone has it all figured out like you!"

"Wow. Chill…" he said in a softer tone.

I took a deep breath and looked away.

"So why did you take an overdose?"

"I would rather not say."

"No, you would."

I was taken aback at his level of confidence.

"You're probing."

He raised an eyebrow at me, "I am?"

I stared at him, taking in his features. He was attractive, the drop dead gorgeous type. Even with a simple outfit on, I knew he was rich. He smelled of wealth. And his Rolls Royce gave him away too.

"The moment I found you lying unconscious in that park and rushed you to the hospital, you became a concern to me. Sorry if it was private to you, yes it was a mistake on your path, an expensive and ridiculous one at that, but I need to know."

I let out a breath in exasperation, and stared into space. "I usually take antidepressants to help with some stuff but it wasn't working anymore. The usual dosage wasn't even helping me to sleep and I was thinking way beyond what my hands could solve."

"Do you mind sharing some of those problems with me?"

I turned to stare at him with a look of surprise, but he looked dead serious. His eyes had softened and it showed he was genuinely interested in hearing what troubled me.

"I was stranded… I'm still stranded and have nowhere to go from here."

The look on his face turned to pity and I hated it. That's exactly what I was avoiding.

"You know what, thank you and I appreciate it. I will figure out something to do."

I was about to walk away when his strong hands wrapped around my wrist, stopping me from going further. Chills ran down my spine from the unexpected touch and there was something else. His hands were warm… no, hot which was strange.

"I won't allow you to do that. So, you have nowhere to stay?"

I nodded. My mouth was too heavy to speak anymore.

"Any job?"

I shook my head.

"You've got a degree?"

I nodded again.

"What's your discipline?"

I shifted uncomfortably on my feet not liking his inquiries.

"Economics." I said in a bored tone, longing to escape from here.

A small smile creased his face. He took out a business card from his breast pocket and handed it to me.

"That's BAP Group and I work there as the PA to my boss." He said slowly while watching me carefully as I took the card he handed to me. "We need a new CEO. Is it something you can handle? I have no idea what you can bring to the table."

"I think I can." The words flew from my mouth before I could stop them. Can I? I couldn't even manage my p*****t boss, let alone a company.

"Great! Interview is on Wednesday, and for the meantime, you can stay at my guesthouse until you can stand on your feet again."

I opened my mouth and closed it with no clue of what to say. If this is what they call a miracle, then I've experienced one myself.