Zane POV
"Oh, fuck…"
I muttered slowly, my voice barely audible as I struggled to open my eyelids. They felt unbearably heavy, as though weighted by sandbags. When I finally managed to pry them open, my blurry gaze settled on a familiar figure....Doctor Simon.
Wait, what?
Am I not at Silas's restaurant? How the hell did I end up here?
Before I could say anything, a deep, cold voice cut through the air like a blade.
"If you're awake, then say so." Alfie's voice resounded through the room, his tone laced with command and irritation. It sent shivers racing down my spine, jolting my mind fully awake and forcing my eyes open completely. "And stop stressing Doctor Simon."
My eyes darted around. I was back in my room.
Silas must have called the chauffeur to pick me up the moment I collapsed.
I actually fainted... from a kiss.
The memory hit me like a slap.
But how could he kiss me?! Why are all Alphas such insufferable dickheads?
