ALPHA'S SWEETHEART

ALPHA'S GAZE

“Boss, we have a new one” the guy says entering the room. I pondered whether I should follow him in.

With an annoyed expression, the man whose name I assume is Alex glared at me. “Why are you just standing there? Get inside”

Upon entering the room I gasped.

The interior was stunning gold and black trim, curtains, elegant couches, a chandelier and everything simply screamed expensive and rich. A pole on the corner of the room wasn't the only thing that caught my attention.

“Diva” Alex addressed me, grabbing my attention. “Yes” I replied looking up to him.

Did he just witness me drooling over a room? What's wrong with me? Then again, what's ever right with me?

“I will leave her to you boss and trust me when I say she'll do your club good” he smirked my way before leaving the room in a hurry.

What did he mean by that?

While looking away from the door, I glanced toward someone sitting behind the elegant table and instantly, I was faced with a Greek god.

He stared into my eyes and my knees were weaker. A man with dark hair, captivating blue eyes and a body that looks like it was sculpted by God himself. I can see the muscle definition ripping through his suit.

I need to calm down. He's my boss.

He didn't say a word and it scared the s**t out of me. Why is he staring at me like that? I knew I should've just run away the moment I stepped into this room. He probably thinks I'm a joke.

How come he hasn't said anything yet?

“Good evening, my name is Diva George” breaking the silence,trying to avoid his gaze.

That man doesn't need to talk to show off his dominance, his looks and deeds speak for themselves. And why did that turn me on? When I introduced myself, he started at me with dark eyes. I'd better get my s**t together.

I wonder if my pants will be able to withstand all the moisture if he keeps on staring me down like that, yet his face remains emotionless. f**k. Stupid Diva.

A little while later, he stood up, walked around his desk, leaning on it while crossing his arms and gestured for me to come closer.

“Now strip”

That's all he said.

Did I hear him correctly?

“What are you doing just standing there? Take off our clothes” he ordered. My mind seemed to go crazy. Did every waitress go through this? His voice also held a slight accent.

He's joking with me, right?

“I um-” I couldn't help but stutter, he couldn't be serious, could he? He stared at me for a long time before opening his mouth to speak. “You're not waiting for me to strip you down are you?” He scoffed.

The thought of getting fully naked in front of him has lost me for words. I didn't know what to do. I've never been in this kind of situation before.

“I am sorry, I didnt realize this was part of my interview” I replied,apologizing.

“You want to become a stripper at my club but you don't want to show me your experience? Pathetic, now get out of here” he said in a harsh tone, his dark eyes remaining on me.

Wh- a stripper?

“What no! I didn't come for here to work as a stripper, I was supposed to take up the waitressing job” I explained

It is hard to imagine that he actually thought I was a stripper.

I looked at his face which remained expressionless. Should I just get out of here? Leave the club and just go home because right now all I want to do is curl up in my blankets.

After a long silence, he took his phone out of his pocket and held it onto his ear.

“Idi syuda seychas, ty v der’me” he spoke angrily. I found the language foreign to me, as he continued to speak I took notice of the decorative items around the room. His office was very clean and organized unlike Alex's.

(Translation: Come here now, you're in deep shit.)

POV: BLAKE BLACK

“That's right, keep going” I said as I grabbed a fistful of her hair. She chokes with tears in her eyes and looks up at me as she tries to catch her breath.

She whines and looks up at me, wanting to let go.

“Shut up and take it”

Her eyes grew wide and she took my shaft into her mouth once more. She bobbed her head up and down my length repeatedly when I heard a knock.

She continued sucking until another knock was heard. I shoved her away from me and quickly pulled my pants up. f*****g shit.”Get back to work” I snapped at the girl coldly.

“Do I need to repeat myself? I said lea-” she shook her head and lifted herself off her knees walking towards the door to leave. Walking back to my desk with a sigh, I sat down

“You better have a good reason for knocking on my door right now Alex” I called out.

I knew it was Alex, he was my assistant at the club. No one else was permitted to be in my office without my permission.

Fucking cunt.

“Boss, we got a new one” Alex spoke upon entering. I stared at him with my eyebrows furrowed.

A new what?

“What are you doing just standing there? Get inside” he spoke and a girl stepped into my view.

Standing before me was a stunning young lady, one of the most beautiful women I've laid my eyes on. She possessed such captivating features with her black hair and chocolate brown eyes that were too busy admiring my office. I swiftly glanced her chest, where she was wearing a low cut v-neck shirt.

Goddammit.

“Diva” Alex called out, gaining her attention. f**k, even her name sounds sexy. She has striking features and I was dying to know where she was from.

“Um yes?”

That voice

“I'll leave her to you boss, oh and trust me when I say she'll do your club good” a smug smirk crept across Alex's face before he left the room

My eyes fixated on her. “Good evening, my name is Diva George,” she said, avoiding my gaze. I continued staring at her until I saw her squirm in her place as my eyes scorched through her.

She must be here to work as a stripper and I didn't know how I felt at the thought of that. Even with just a shirt and jeans, I could tell she has a hot body underneath, which left me in a daze. The sight of this girl was enough to cause my hard erection to feel like it was ready to rip through my pants.

I gestured to her to come close.

“Now strip” I ordered

It looked as if she was taken back by my sudden words. She stood there with her mouth open as if I was crazy, why is she just standing there?

“Take off your clothes” I rolled my eyes, losing my patience. She was really pretty but that's about it. Women have never meant anything to me than a f**k. That's just me.

“What are you doing just standing there? Take your clothes off” I snapped at her and she didn't move.

“I um I-”

If there was one thing people knew about me, it was never to disobey orders. “You're not waiting for me to strip you down, are you?” I scoff.

“I'm sorry, I wasn't aware that this was part of the job interview” she instantly apologized.

“You want to become a stripper at my club and won't show me your experience? Pathetic, now get out of here” I sneer at her. I couldn't care less.

“What no! I didn't come here to work as a stripper, I was supposed to take up the waitressing job” she confessed.

She's not a stripper? Alex, that useless s**t.

It was that piece of information that set me at ease and I had no clue as to why.

Taking my phone out of my pocket, I called the motherfucker. “Idi syuda seyches, ty v der’me” I growled through the phone.