Mistaking the Alpha King for a Good Time

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Chapter 4

The next few days felt like a dream.

Roger had transformed into the most caring boyfriend in the world.

Every morning at 8 AM sharp, a punctual good morning message:

Roger: [Are you up? Remember to have breakfast.]

At noon:

Roger: [Have you eaten? Don't skip meals for work.]

At 3 PM:

Roger: [If you're tired, take a break. Don't push yourself.]

At 9 PM:

Roger: [How was your day? Anything bothering you?]

At 11 PM:

Roger: [Time for bed. Don't stay up too late.]

Oh my God! He was ten thousand times more caring than any actual boyfriend!

I was practically melting from this 24/7, no-dead-angle level of care. That scumbag James never showed me this kind of detailed attention during our entire two-year relationship.

"Leila, listen to me!" During lunch break, I grabbed my best friend's hand, my eyes practically sparkling with pink bubbles. "This man is absolutely perfect!"

"Wait," Leila put down her coffee cup, looking confused. "Didn't you say he refused to provide you with services? So what exactly is your relationship now?"

"That's what makes it so sophisticated!" I explained excitedly. "First he rejected me, then he possessively claimed me as his exclusive, and now he's caring for me 24/7. This playing-hard-to-get strategy is absolutely genius!"

"Are you sure he knows what kind of service you wanted?"

"Of course he does! Otherwise why would he claim me exclusively? Why would he care about me this much every day?"

Leila nodded thoughtfully: "True, ordinary service providers wouldn't act like this."

Every night before bed, I'd lie there fantasizing about my first time with Roger. Those deep, intense eyes, that broad chest, and that wild, beast-like aura... I imagined how he'd gently caress me, how he'd make me forget all the pain James had caused... Just thinking about it made me blush and burn with desire.

This sweet anticipation lasted for an entire week, until Friday afternoon when I started noticing something off about Roger.

2 PM:

Roger: [Where are you right now? Are you safe?]

I was a bit confused but answered honestly.

3 PM:

Roger: [Did you feel like anyone was following you today?]

Roger: [Notice anything unusual around you? ]

Roger: [If you encounter any danger, contact me immediately.]

I was completely baffled. Following? Danger?

All afternoon he seemed agitated, asking increasingly strange questions.

At 8 PM, he sent a message that confused me even more:

Roger: [Don't go out tonight. It's dangerous.]

Dangerous?

Me: [Where are you going?]

Roger: [Handling some family business. I'll contact you tomorrow.]

Family business? So mysterious?

Me: [What kind of business? Do you need help?]

But this time, he didn't reply.

I stared at the chat interface, feeling an inexplicable unease. This was the first time in days that he hadn't immediately responded to my messages.

All evening, I wondered what he was actually doing. "Family business" sounded so formal, so serious.

The next morning, the first thing I did when I woke up was check my phone.

At 8 AM sharp, the familiar good morning message arrived:

Roger: Are you up? Did you sleep well last night?

I breathed a sigh of relief. Apparently his "family business" was handled.

Me: [Slept great. What did you do last night?]

Roger: [Dealt with some private matters. What are your plans today?]

He dodged the question again!

I was growing more and more curious about this man's true identity. He had such an amazing physique, was so gentle and caring, and so mysterious – he was almost too perfect to be real.

"Leila, I think I'm in love." Weekend afternoon, while we were shopping at the mall, I couldn't help confessing to my best friend.

"In love?" Leila stopped walking. "You two haven't even slept together yet."

"Even though he refuses to sleep with me, this playing-hard-to-get is so sophisticated!" I hugged myself, saying dreamily, "He cares for me every day, protects me, claims me exclusively – if this isn't love, what is?"

"If it really is love, then why doesn't he just pursue you directly instead of using this... strange approach?"

Leila's words made me think.

Indeed, if he was interested in me, why not just confess directly? Why use this weird "service" method?

But soon, I figured out the answer.

"Because he's testing me!" I had an epiphany. "He wants to know if I really like him, not just his body!"

"That... makes sense." Leila nodded. "So what are you planning to do?"

"Keep waiting for him!" I said firmly. "I want to prove that my feelings for him are real!"

After getting home, I couldn't wait to message Roger:

Me: Why do you care about me so much?

This time, he was silent for a long while before replying:

Roger: Because I've seen too many people who should have been protected end up... never mind. Point is, I won't let you get hurt.

People who should have been protected?

Looking at this message, my heart raced. Was he referring to me as someone who "should be protected"?

Me: Who would hurt me?

Roger: This world is more dangerous than you imagine. But as long as you do what I say, I'll protect you.

Protect me!

Oh my God, this man was absolutely perfect! Not only was he gorgeous with an amazing body, but he also had this intense protective instinct!

I hugged my phone and rolled around on my bed several times, feeling like I might die from happiness.

What James? What Victoria? Compared to this mysterious, perfect man, they were absolute trash!

I had to catch this man! Not just because he was perfect, but because... I think I'd actually fallen in love with him.

This feeling was a hundred times stronger than my desire for revenge against James.

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