Melissa (Gabriella’s POV)
I yawned as I stretched my hands on the bed. My alarm had done a pleasant job of waking me up early that morning. It felt like Alpha Farrell had told Aiden not to give me any job and instructed his helpers to do the same, as none of them had wanted me to help them.
The best I could do was wake up early and try to work in any place before the person assigned to that job would take their work from me.
“I heard you’ve been going around doing odd jobs,” I stopped in my tracks to see Alpha Farrell holding a cup in his hand with steam phasing past his face from it. He stood there in a white shirt and black trousers to match. His hair dropped across his face as he took a sip from the cup in his hand.
“I feel you’ve sabotaged every one of my plans to do something,” I
