Alpha Quinn read the report and then glared at Shireen. “What is this? Why am I seeing this? Who are you and how did you get inside my office?”
“I am the same woman you raped five weeks ago in the forest near the Manhattan highway.” Shireen’s tone was controlled, her face a stoic mask.
Alpha Quinn’s anger flared, and he treated her like dirt beneath his shoe. “You stupid woman, have you gone nuts? You’ve entered the wrong office. I don’t even know you. Don’t think you can make idiotic accusations and extort money from me. I’ve seen enough gold diggers like you. Get out before I call security.” His demeanor suggested he was ready to kill her for her so-called "ingenuine" accusation.
Shireen didn't say anything. She wasn’t there to argue but to fight for her rights. She closed her eyes for a moment, gathering her courage before speaking with solid resolution. She handed him a USB drive. “Play it, and you’ll know I’m not here to bluff.”
He thought the girl had escaped from a mental asylum and was here to waste his time. Alpha Quinn wanted to play with her before he threw her out like garbage. No sooner had he ran the video than a flood of memories returned. Feeling dishonored, he clenched his hands into fists. It was a tribulation he had least predicted.
"That video is fake. You are unnecessarily imposing allegations on me and trying to damage my reputation in society. I'm not going to tolerate this, and I'll make sure you go behind bars.” Quinn spoke assertively, lifting the intercom receiver to call security.
She pressed the hang-up button, disconnecting the call.
"How dare you?” He questioned going alarmed by her unexpected action.
“Please be patient, Alpha Quinn. Do you think I would come all the way here without proof?" Shireen’s voice was too sweet for the hysterical beast sitting before her.
Little did the Alpha know she would fight tooth and nail rather than embrace defeat. This was a sick truth of her life for which she needed immediate justice. Shireen had no other way except to confront him because she wasn't among the weak women who would bow down and quit with fear for the power the Alpha held.
“I know you'll say the video is fake. But what if I have something else you can't deny?” Shireen’s voice was even but firm. She looked unperturbed, her stare a direct challenge.
Quinn was reminded of the saying, ‘a biting dog never barks.’ “I’m all ears. Continue.” He leaned back in his executive chair and crossed his arms, estimating her like a fun time. He needed such dullards for a relaxation between the draining work at his office.
Shireen pulled up a list of phone calls she had made to him. “I’m the same girl you picked for the surrogacy. In a clearer tone the girl you raped and the girl you signed to give birth to your child—they are one and the same. That’s me. So, how many mouths can you shut, Alpha Quinn? Dr. Shepherd, her staff, the hospital's CCTV, the original video you call fake…how much evidence can you wipe out to save your face? You should have at least checked out the girl you were signing a surrogacy contract with. But you were too proud. You thought I was a waste of time. Now you see, the girl you saw as dirt under your shoe has come to challenge you today. Your greatest misfortune is that I am a fighter. I question the system, before surrendering to it provided I am not wrong.”
Quinn pulled out the bottom drawer and extracted a file. He read the details of Shireen. “So you’re the Moonlight Pack’s, lowest-ranking Omega’s daughter.”
Quinn was far from a saint; he was a devil who had done the most unscrupulous deeds. But he needed to know more about Shireen to trap her in a web from which she couldn’t escape. “Tell me more about yourself to prove you’re giving me accurate information. I promise, if you’re truthful, I’ll be cooperative with you.”
Shireen took a long breath, ready to tell him everything. “I needed money to get my dad well. He has a blockage in one of his heart valves and needs to be operated on immediately. So, I signed the surrogacy contract to earn money.”
“Hmm. Now I get you completely. I’ve never been wrong in judging people, and I haven’t misjudged you either. You’re a gold digger. I was right. You want money, right? How much do you want? One million? Two million? Ten million? What else can you do to save your dad, being Omega's daughter?” He bent down, opened the top drawer of his desk, and threw a stack of notes carelessly before Shireen.
"Have you ever seen such an amount of money in your lifetime? For a girl from rags like you, dreaming of riches is not out of the ordinary. Keep this.” He pointed to the money.
That was a lot of insult to her. Shireen was now more determined to put an end to the ego of Quinn. “If you are innocent, why are you offering me money? Should I tell the court that you tried to bribe me to close the case?”
Shireen was expertly ruffling the proud Alpha's feathers. Quinn had no idea she was no longer a commoner and was backed by a terrifying vengeance against him. But for the years long aristocratic life that he had lived, he would not give up on his resolution to show she was a low living.
“I do a lot of charity, and I'll consider you one of the beneficiaries. You needed money for your dad; here it goes. Why are you still here making baseless arguments?"
Was she there to accept defeat? Shireen will leave no stone unturned to fight back for her dignity. She took deep breaths and recalled the exploitation she suffered at the hands of the devil who sat so calmly before her. Slowly, the fear inside her began to dissipate. She opened her eyes, fixing them on Alpha Quinn like a warrior with a burning gaze. “Now it is no more the question of money alone. I was exploited by you and I need my respect back. Marry me.”
