ONE NIGHT WITH THE ALPHA

1

“I am sorry Rebecca, but we have to let you go, please turn in your company ID card and the key card. We are truly sorry.” the manager of Bigz Co. said.

I wasn't surprised, I knew this day would come, the day when I would be kicked out of the place I have worked for the better part of my life, but I never knew it would be this fast.

I was among the founding members, or should I say workers that made this company what it is today. Now they want to cut me off without notice or warning. With obvious pretense plastered on his face, the manager was apologizing to me like his apologies meant anything.

'If you're sorry like you said you are, you won't drive me away completely without notice or compensation for my hard work.’ I said to myself.

I thought it was a joke until he stretched his right hand to collect everything he had mentioned earlier.

While I was handing everything to him, one of the employees came, carrying a box containing all my belongings in her hands and handing it to me, with a devilish smile before leaning over to whisper something in my ear.

“I told you when this day comes, I will be the first to say farewell to you,” she smirked, giving me an I told you to look, as she pushed the box into my hands and walked away, swaying her unattractive hips.

I knew at once that she was the slut that would replace me the moment I said hell no to the manager's advances and I knew he would fire me for the fear of me exposing him to the CEO.

I bet he had gone to say nasty things about me to the CEO and that's why I have been kicked out all of a sudden.

The truth is I have been experiencing some unprofessional attitude from him. He even went as far as inviting me to his place for dinner a couple of times and I always had a reason to turn him down until it became obvious to him that I wasn't ready to honor his invitation.

He suddenly flared up a few days ago, day after hearing another 'excuse' from me as he called it. He started by calling me a b***h that wasn't up to his standard. That moment I felt like slapping him, but we were in his office.

Every day, I remember those unpleasant things he said to my face that day. It would be difficult for anyone to forget words like: "You're just a piece of trash Rebecca." A dirty bag that I wanted to pick and clean up but true to that filthy nature of yours, you prove to me that dirty bags are meant to be dumped in the garbage".

There and then I promise myself to get him, to make sure he pays for the hurt he caused me. " You will pay for this, I promise.

“Dirt" he spat at me.

Instead of getting back at him, I am the one being kicked out, while he is still the manager of the Bigz Co.

No matter what I say to the CEO now it will be irrelevant.

I carried my belongings and sluggishly went out of the office, taking the elevator down to the first floor.

An attendant quickly ran to help me in carrying the box with my belongings in it, as we went out of the company's building.

I stared at the building one last time, couldn't believe they were sending me out without compensation or a reason at least, after long years of working hard.

I'll make sure to come back and haunt them, I assured myself, before stopping a cab and heading straight to my apartment where I was living with my fiancé.

. With the box in my hand, I climbed the stairs that led to my room.

Immediately I opened the door to my room, I saw a female shoe that wasn't mine, I assumed my fiancé had a visitor, so I proceeded inside to see who it was and share my ordeal with him only to get the shock of my life.

Undies and clothes were littered all over the living room and I heard moans coming from our bedroom.

Fear enveloped me as the box I was carrying fell off without warning on the ground, I walked slowly to the bedroom and with shaky hands, I opened the bedroom door only to find my fiancé having s*x with my best friend, Catherine. The only friend I have and could call a sister.

I screamed at the top of my voice which alerted them and he quickly got up from her and wore his shorts while she hid from me, behind the bed.

I quickly ran out of the house and Zack, my fiancé, ran after me, till he finally caught up with me.

“Rebecca! Stop making a scene and listen to me.” He yelled, in an attempt to stop me from screaming, which he successfully did.

“So I'm making a scene?" I was shocked. "We're supposed to be married in a week and here you're making out with my best friend! My maid of honor." I yelled trying hard not to cry in front of him.

“I was going to tell you or rather we were going to tell you when the time is right,” He answered nonchalantly.

“Tell me what, Zack,” I asked weakly.

“You and I, we weren't working anymore. The spark was no longer there. So I was going to call off the wedding.”

“What?”

“Yeah I am getting married to your best friend, I had to print another invitation card. I replaced your name with hers." He noted seriously.

“The f**k Zack! After feeding and taking care of you for God knows how long, you're doing this to me, with my best friend? And you think it's the best way to pay me back?" I asked with my eyes pleading.

“It wasn't working between us Rebecca, can't you see?" He came close and placed his hands on my shoulder. The love was long gone. We were hanging by a thread and you know it wouldn't work out well between us”. It sounded like a well-rehearsed speech.

I shrugged, making his hands fall off my shoulders. “f**k you, Zack, f**k you” I yelled at him trying hard to control the tears welling up. Crying would make me look weak and desperate for him.

“Rebecca please calm down”

“Should I calm down?" I asked glaring at him. "You know what...”

I took a step forward standing an inch away from him, then I poked his chest continuously as I spoke.

“...... I wish you would die and rot in hell,” I said before walking away.

"Rebecca..." He called

“What?”

“You are forgetting your things. I did you the honor of packing them, so you either take them or I set them ablaze. Your choice.” he said with an evil grin.

I walked into the house to see my so-called friend fully dressed standing close to the luggage

“I am sorry Rebecca, I wanted to tell you but I did not know how you would react. Please forgive me". My 'friend' said.

“You two-time daughter of a b***h, you shouldn't be sorry, you should be happy for winning. At least you have gotten what you've always wanted. You succeed in ruining my relationship, my reputation. Just one week to go and you took that d.ick I call my boyfriend”. I lashed out at her

“Stop blaming me for your carelessness, you ruined everything by choosing your work over your man. We started as friends and then we got the spark for each other and decided to give it a try and it worked out for the both of us ” she said.

“Babe doesn't waste your time with her,” Zack said, holding her waist and dragging her close to him.

“Enjoy while you can, both of you. And you Zack, I don't want to see you at my house. When I am done seeking my revenge on all of you, nothing in my house should go missing, else I will bleed you to death.” I told him before opening my safe, taking out the last cash I have and dragging my luggage away from the house and towards the bus stop.

My next plan, take a bus to the train station and then go to any casino nearby, bet all my money and hit the jackpot, and make a name for myself. I smiled to myself as I thought of an idea of what I will use the money to do.

On getting to the train station, I boarded, and off I went on my little mission. Stopping at the last train station, I took a cab to the zino casino.

I approached a table where people were gambling and I dropped my hard-earned savings on the tables and yelled "I'm going all out." The pool table was set, and they spun it.

I was hoping the arrow will point out that I have won a huge amount of money, but instead I broke down crying, I just lost all my money. Now I'm completely broke with nowhere to stay and no one to call.

I am in a bit of a disaster with nobody to help me, I sat down at the casino bar placing my hands on my head, lost and confused about what to do next when the server approached me.

“A drink to the lady in distress,” he said, pointing to a man at the far end of the room who raised his glass to indicate that he was the one, a smile escaped my lips. 'please' be my lucky night, ' I said to myself as he approached my table.

“I heard it's a sin for a girl to be alone,” he said the moment he stood in front of me and the light was reflecting on him.

He's tall, with broad shoulders, long dark brown hair, and a well-chiseled jawline. As a matter of fact, everything about him screamed perfection. I lost consciousness for a split second looking at him.

I started thinking about what it would feel like being wrapped around his strong arms and caressing my hands on his vein marks and his smooth chest. I could see it clearly because two buttons were loose from his shirt exposing his chest.

“Is the seat taken?” he asked, interrupting my thoughts.

“No, it's free, you can join me....” I told him and he smiled before sitting on the chair opposite me.

“My name is Rebecca and you?” I asked him

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“The name's wolf or you can call me beastly bad wolf,” he said while winking at me and taking a sip from his drink

“Sorry, don't you have any other names that don't have wolf, beastly, or anything like that?” I asked, sounding a bit lost and confused by the weird name. “Oh you can call me Kyle,” he said stretching his hand forward for a handshake

“Kyle it is,” I said, taking his hand in a warm handshake.

My hands were like a toddler's hands. While we shook hands, his hand completely covered mine, making me think of many things he can do with his long hands, choking me while we f^ck or inserting it inside of me, if only he was my boyfriend.

“So why is a beautiful girl like you alone in a place like this?” he asked me, and that was exactly what I needed at the moment. Someone to listen to me while I pour out my problems to him or her, and then we can all go our separate ways without feeling attached.

I explained everything to him and we ended up talking about the house. I was tipsy, almost completely drunk and I guess he was too with the way he was chatting carelessly. but that didn't stop us from drinking our souls out.

We kept drinking until we couldn't move again. The bartender called us a taxi and he was able to take the both of us into the car while the driver drove off, to a place I didn't know. I was so drunk to even find a place to go for the night. Since I am broke, I have to settle with this one first before I think of what to do next.

We managed to get to the front door of where I guess was his house, as we both staggered into the living room too tired, drunk, and at the same time laughing hard at ourselves for being a mess.

One thing leads to another and we started kissing, tonguing, fighting for dominance, removing each other's clothes, and dropping them on the floor as we proceeded to the bedroom. Caught myself having s*x with a total stranger I know nothing about.

*********

When I was completely sober, I found myself naked on a strange bed. Lying next to me was a stranger. I had no idea how I got here or who he was and which room I was in.

Nice one Rebecca, you wanted to be alone and try to make money so that you can go back and have the perfect revenge on those people who hurt you but you ended up having s*x with a stranger and bringing yourself in a bigger mess.

Nice one girl, you have won an award for being a dumb-ass silly girl.

I quickly and quietly got up from the bed, wearing my clothes, and tip-toed to the? money in the drawer, I tiptoed to the desk, opened the drawer, taking out three bundles of cash from the numerous bundles. I ran out of the house to go start a new life, far away from here or wherever he can get a hold of me or find a way to arrest me for stealing from him.

‘I will find a way to reimburse you for the cash I took eventually but for now, do forgive me, ” I whispered into the thin air before running away.