Mafioso

Chapter 15

Micah

The next morning I groggily walked into the kitchen, trying to rub the sleep out of my eyes. What little sleep that I did get overnight wasn't too stellar due to the constant mind fuck of another omega sleeping with Alistair. I knew I couldn't say or do anything.

He wasn't my alpha.

I was the one who had rejected him over and over again.

The omega I had been unwantedly listening to overnight was standing in the kitchen, going through the cupboards, trying to find something. He wore what looked to be one of Alistair's work shirts, and it rested just below his ass cheeks.

I cleared my throat, and the little thing looked like he was about to jump out of his skin. He turned around quickly, clutching onto his chest. "W-Who are you?" His eyes were wide.

"I live here. I think I should be asking that question." I rolled my eyes, yawning as if I were bored. After a moment of silence and him shifting back and forth on his feet, he shook his head. "Well?" I went to the cabinet where the cups were. I grabbed one for both of us and sat them down on the counter.

"Alistair didn't tell me someone was living with him..." He said quietly, leaning back on the counter.

"So someone not that important to him then?" I raised a brow.

The omega furrowed his brows, and I could tell he was upset about what I said. He opened and closed his mouth a few times, and then he shook his head. "You don't know anything about Alistair." He finally managed to sputter out.

I took a few steps toward him, and if he could back up further than he already had, he would have.

"I know enough about him." I shrugged, chuckling at the scared little omega. I backed away, remembering it wasn't worth my peace to go after Alistair's possible one-night stand.

I didn't want to show the omega that my feelings were beyond hurt. Hell, I didn't want Alistair to know that my heart felt like it would collapse at the sight of the two of them together.

I hated myself for being vulnerable with Alistair. I hated that I was stupid enough to finally let my walls crumble, just to have to turn around and have to put them right back up again.

The sound of the alpha entering the kitchen broke both of us out of our challenging gazes. "Good morning." He greeted me, running a hand through his messy hair. Alistair was dressed in a neatly tailored suit that fit him just enough to see every curve and muscle he had. The alpha then glanced at the other omega in the room. "Andrew, what are you still doing here? I thought I told you to go home after we were done last night." Alistair furrowed his brows.

"Ace, you know to call me Andy." The omega replied. "And remember? We both fell asleep. You were the one that pulled me to your chest last night and told me to stay after we were done." Andy smirked at me as if to tell me that he won the battle.

"I thought you were someone else," Alistair shrugged, "Tell your father that I will see him later."

Andy's face turned into a scowl. "Why don't we go and get lunch together? Then we can go to my father's later to discuss what we were talking about last night."

Alistair rubbed a hand through his hair and shook his head. "I'm good, and I'll see you later, Andy. Please leave my shirt behind."

I returned the smirk that Andy had given me and took a sip of my water. I could tell that I had pissed him off with my actions, but honestly, after what Alistair just did, I felt more secure in my place.

If steam could come out of his ears, they'd be whistling with the look of anger he gave me. He stomped up to Alistair and grabbed his face in his hand, pinching his cheeks together to make him look like a fish, and planted a kiss on his lips. "I'll see you later." He turned back to smirk at me before exiting the room.