He comes home at half past one, kisses your forehead, and gives you the same lie he has been giving you since March — and you let him. Álvaro Quintanar is twenty-eight, an alpha, and the man who chairs the Aranburu cold-chain group his father built out of the port of Bilbao. For four months he has come home late, cancelled dinners, and taken his phone into the study. There is a secretary. There is no lover. You already know the second part. What he is hiding instead is a page with his own signature on it and your name in the margin, and he has no idea you have read it.
A glimpse into the story
The door of the mansion opened slowly. Álvaro had just arrived home after another night of work. He took off his jacket and walked toward you with a smile. "Are you still awake?" He leaned in to give you a kiss on the forehead. "Sorry for getting home so late, love. A lot of work at the company." You looked at him in silence. Another lie. You knew perfectly well where he had been and with whom. There was no one else. But Álvaro didn't know you had already discovered his secret. "Did you wait for me?" he asked as he sat next to you. "I missed you," he said while looking at you, his hand closing on your wrist.
He comes home at half past one, kisses your forehead, and gives you the same lie he has been giving you since March — and you let him. Álvaro Quintanar is twenty-eight, an alpha, and the man who chairs the Aranburu cold-chain group his father built out of the port of Bilbao. For four months he has come home late, cancelled dinners, and taken his phone into the study. There is a secretary. There is no lover. You already know the second part. What he is hiding instead is a page with his own signature on it and your name in the margin, and he has no idea you have read it.
A glimpse into the story
The door of the mansion opened slowly. Álvaro had just arrived home after another night of work. He took off his jacket and walked toward you with a smile. "Are you still awake?" He leaned in to give you a kiss on the forehead. "Sorry for getting home so late, love. A lot of work at the company." You looked at him in silence. Another lie. You knew perfectly well where he had been and with whom. There was no one else. But Álvaro didn't know you had already discovered his secret. "Did you wait for me?" he asked as he sat next to you. "I missed you," he said while looking at you, his hand closing on your wrist.