Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 10

“I thought you left.”

He stands by the door, watching me as I’ve been working from my phone, where I’ve been alternating between reading the financial reports he left queued on his computer, and

transferring the money.

“I hope you didn’t do something you’ll regret,” he says.

Like handing over millions of dollars that my husband likely considers ‘ours’ to my father-his enemy?

“No. Of course not,” I say easily.

He snorts.

I point to two companies whose shares we’ve both been following for a while. “You marked these to offload. Is there something wrong with the financial projections?”

He nods. “Both companies are about to go belly up.”

Oh no. I bought ten thousand shares of each on behalf of my father’s pack last month. I don’t exactly hide that I make those investments, but technically it’s all managed by my father, I

just pass along information from my research or that Aaron

shares with me.

He smirks. Then he comes back into the room, tilts up my chin with his big hand and kisses me. “I’m sorry,” he whispers.

I’m pretty sure my mouth is still hanging open as he leaves.

Those two words…

To hear him say them, to apologize.

Aaron doesn’t ‘do’ apologies.

And just moments ago he was smirking. What exactly is he apologizing for, I wonder. Not that it matters. It’s enough that he gave me the words. Finally.

I sink back into the chair. Shocked. Elated.

Feeling those broken bits of my heart coming back together

again.

moments. The tender ones.

heated embraces and possessive glances. The way he holds me at night, or

man with a single look,

my

touch my

and controlled and

glimpses of warmth…

what give me hope.

maybe there is more to our relationship.

hope is really dangerous for a

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AARON

the hallway and listen.

hear Leah’s shuttered

confused her, as I’ve intended.

way to break her

is too strong for that.

heart is big and open and her trusting nature…now that is a prime thing for me to exploit.

have every intention of keeping her where

belongs.

4/7

Here.

and distance surround us, I swear I can feel her joy, like some force of positive energy radiating from her to

and I see that funds have been transferred. I’ve never micromanaged her finances before, because I didn’t have a reason to.

or expensive jewelry.

but the funds she had from her dowry were

her to manage them as she chose to.

her a pittance of money when she was pledged to me.

over.

of my wife’s. But from the

her whereabouts with her cell and I now get an update

coins for a game on her iphone to Amazon orders she has sent to the mansion.

the charges are subscriptions for regular,

necessities. But that account

to her dad…