~Alpha Maverick~
“You can’t keep doing this to yourself, Alpha Maverick, I mean come on.”
Kazeem’s voice cut through the room the moment he walked into my home, scrutinizing the mess with a look of disgust as he stepped through the pile of used cans.
“What the f**k do you want?” I growled, having zero tolerance and even less interest in any form of interaction. Now that Jasmine was gone, it felt as if I were missing a piece of myself. I just couldn't function properly without her. Why would she do this when we found a strong connection?
Kazeem let out a shaky sigh, bent down, and began shoving the cans into a plastic bag, unfazed by the storm brewing in my eyes. He didn’t say anything, as if he couldn’t be bothered by my simmering rage, and continued tidying up. Doing his dut
