Chapter 139
Cecilia's pov
"I'll front it," Alpha Sebastian said, his voice low and smooth - like he was offering me a deal, not a disaster.
I froze mid-spoonful, pasta halfway to my mouth. "Absolutely not. I can't pay you back."
He leaned in, that maddening half-smile playing on his lips. "I'll put you on a payment plan."
I stared at him, fingers tightening around my spoon like it might turn into a weapon.
For one traitorous second, my heart fluttered like a Disney sidekick. Then reality dropkicked me in the back of the head.
What was I doing? This man was not a bank. This was not a rom-com montage. This was my actual life.
I stirred my soup aimlessly, trying to shovel my dignity back into my chest.
"So, uh…what's in this soup? Chicken or beef?" I asked, grasping at the world's weakest conversational lifeline.
Alpha Sebastian actually laughed. Then, without thought, he reached over and dumped the rest of his chowder into my bowl.
I blinked. "Did you just - "
"You said you couldn't taste it," he sa

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