Chapter 17

Alexa’s POV 

He looks down on me, grabbing my hand. “I'm a celebrity. I use it.” He utters. 

“Ohh!” 

On the ground floor of the estate here, there's a G wagon waiting for us, behind it is another luxury sports car. As we climb down the stairs heading to the car, I switch to the left with the thought that Dustin would be in the G-wagon while I will be entering the second car. 

“Where do you think you're going?” He growls. I dash back towards his right, frightened. 

“I didn't mean to. Sorry, Alpha.” 

“We are getting in the same car.” He says and I nod. Just then a man supposed to be in his forties opens the door of the driver's seat and turns around walking up to us. He bows low to Dustin and then walks closer to him, Dustin releases my wrist, shaking him. He turns to me. 

“This is George Victor, my manager.” 

Being that I don't really have much to say, nor was I prepared for this, I bow my head swiftly,