The Alpha King's Heart
The Alpha King’s Heart – Chapter 132

Tender memories, once upon a night, welled up a lonely heart of a man. It was late in the evening. He came in front of the house with an air of mystery. Its interior was elaborately ornamented with a feminine touch. A faint light revealed this. He made no deliberate attempt to move up the stairs to the front door, but he waited a while.

His heart was full of deception and he would not trust it nor would he allow its sublime strength to whelm him. Why was he here? maybe because he could not brook the weakness of running away from a woman’s truth.

Her name was Danielle. Three days earlier, she had taken him to the scenery of the grandest view. They had made their way up a hilltop. The fresh smell of green flora was enlivening their senses. It was that time of the day when the sky was at

peace and the gentle weakening sun could be seen cutting quietly through the gathering clouds.

They both settled on the bare ground, facing each other. She had faith in bringing him here. He had looked at her differently that day and she knew that her time would lose its potency and the world would pause with its core.

He took her hands straight away, “My dearest friend,” he said, “I do not deserve you. Your goodness overwhelms me. I am not unaware of the things you do for me. I will always be indebted to you. But I am afraid that this will not last-“

“Ethan, please stop,” she begged. “Do not say anything that you will later regret, because I am also being careful. I am afraid that I will push you away if I am too forward. But would you allow me still, to just enjoy this time with you? Will you

allow me, to be scared, to just feel my beating heart and tremble when you look at me in this colorful light? I know that this will not last……but I……beg of you to let

me enjoy this moment. I know that you are deeply bothered by my actions. I have already crossed the

line, never to go back again. I have condemned the love we once shared, the one which is shared amongst the purest of hearts and among those with the deepest admiration for one another. That is why I must…….persuade you to let me live this

moment while it still lasts. Do not deny me this,”

“Danielle, before it gets too painful for both of us, I must tell you that I cannot give you what you want.”

“I thought that I safely harbored this secret, but now I know that my eyes have betrayed me. My own heart disobeyed me on this fateful day. But still, just let me alone. I will take care of myself another day. I just want to have this moment for myself. I want it to be the only thing I can hold on to.”

That is what she said. The tender memories, once upon a time, made his heart beat a little faster.

It was late, very late. He was here, standing outside her house because she had called him on the phone. She said she was falling ill. Starlights were beginning to oppress the final rays of the sun. He was being careful to choose his words before he knocked on the door. He would have to steel his heart against her allure especially because she had broken the bonds of friendship.

Danielle was inside. Her house had not received a visitor in a few days. She often preferred her quiet. She was considered a workaholic, although just an assistant to

the ridiculously hot Ethan West who happened to be the director of the biggest movie-making company in the country.

Her first experience working with him made her give up her former life and labor harder than she had ever done before. Ethan was very peculiar. He always

wanted things to be done in a particular order. He gave her a hard time molding her to become his most trusted advisor. She then amassed her whole world

working for him.

What started as mere admiration on her part slowly culminated into something else until it became unsafe for them to even sit in the same room together. Her habitual disposition to distract herself, like this time, would be to sit in a bathtub as if to let the water indulge her.

Her whole body was weak from a fever. If only he was here. This was a time he would be compelled to hold her and she knew it. She felt the water gently and waggled her legs to comfort. With her hand, she caressed her chest, all the way

down. She couldn’t understand Ethan. He had told her how beautiful she was and how tempting her body was for any man. But then there he was, being Ethan West,

keeping her guessing. He also told her that he wanted her to be happy with a responsible man. That hurt, it did, especially after the stolen moments that they would spend late in the office together working on some script.

She started up from the bathtub, threw on her robe, and retired to her bedroom.

Maybe he wasn’t going to come.

Ethan made it up the front stairs and approached the door but stopped to revisit his speech. Part of him wished that she wasn’t in, that he didn’t have to face her. As he stalled, there came a sudden hostile noise, and turning to face it, there was a

speeding car approaching the house.

The car veered to a stop and the driver jumped out. His focus caught Ethan and immediately he approached without warning. With every step, his countenance grew menacing and he pulled his sleeves at the same time.

“You’re Ethan West” he began. He did a mental assessment and concluded from his silence. “How dare you show your face here, at her house?” He scurried to the door.

“Who are you?”

“I am the guy who’s here to take care of Danielle, the guy who has been watching her hurting for the past five months. She’s too damn good for you anyway, so why don’t you do us both a favor and get the hell out of here before I lose my temper.”

“I don’t care what you think you know, but it’s none of your business”

“You’re kind of making it my business” he warned, standing in front of him directly and glaring. “Are you going to leave or do I have to make you?” he waited for no response. He grabbed fist-fills of his collar and forced him to the door.

Danielle was in her bedroom when she heard the thud from the front door. In her mind, there was someone outside. Hopefully, Ethan but her phone had been ringing for hours and she knew she was in trouble. Ethan would never call her this much,

he was always withdrawn.

Back then when she realized that dating her boss would be a problem, she started seeing someone else. It wasn’t serious and so she kept it a secret. His name was Bradley. On some night, driven with a surge of emotions, she had told him

about Ethan and he’d been threatened by him ever since.

She pulled on a dress and barely fixed her makeup to answer the door. An actual knock came and she hurried across the living room to the front. Bradley was standing there. His car was almost hidden behind a wall of forming mist. The air that met her outside was piercingly cold and possessing.

“That punk was just here,” he told her immediately with laboring breath.

“Who?…”

“That Ethan guy”

“He was here? When?” her voice came to life and her face said it all.

“A few minutes ago. Am sure he is long gone by now.”

“Which way did he go?”

“That way,” he said.

“He just left for no reason?”

“No, Danielle. I roughed him up a little bit and sent him running. He needs to stay

away from you. I mean it”

“That’s not your decision to make.” She pushed passed him like she was preparing

to run off into the night. It was costing her a lot of willpower to stay on her feet.

“What do you see in that guy anyway?”

She said nothing but only stepped into the mist to begin her search for him.

“Come on Danielle, don’t be foolish. Are you seriously going to chase after him?

Just think this through for a moment”

“Will you try and stop me?”

“If I have to then yes”

“Brad, go home or stay here until I come back, but don’t try and stop me. And

don’t follow me…”

Ethan arrived at some road. It would take him a while to arrive home but it

already seemed longer now that he had to travel this time of the night, on a road that was empty for a reason.

The mist and the thick darkness only allowed him a vision of a few feet, enough for him not to trip and fall over something. Something like a fallen tree in the middle of

the road or a dead body abandoned by some serial killers. His senses had already peaked from the thought of the danger that would dawn from any direction. A b***d-curdling echo of footsteps would seize the moment and he would tense, then curse when realizing it was his own. He should have called his driver to pick him up but he hadn’t been in his right mind since the sunset moment with Danielle three days

earlier. Not that he would concede to pursuing a romantic relationship with her but he would still be troubled because of the uncertainty of her intentions.

Finally, losing his balance over some obstacle, he stumbled to stay on his feet.

During this time, he became certain that he was being followed by three male

figures. He increased his speed, walking. This way he would not make it obvious of

his awareness. Then, in his moment of fright, the approaching danger hushed for a

few warning seconds. The hair on his head spiked from the feeling of danger’s presence approaching in stealth.

He swung around and loosed his fist which was caught, cupped with ease in midair. But it wasn’t three criminals as he had anticipated, but one. And it was, a woman. In the dull light, he could still see her black leather jacket, tight pants, and

long glossy hair. She was breathtaking, the most beautiful woman he’d laid eyes on.

“You punch like a girl,” her voice quickened. “I must say, you’re either very brave or stupid in walking here alone,”