The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate novel Chapter 71

As soon as everybody returned with the cleaning utensils, Marcia started giving out orders again…orders that weren’t at all fair. The men were the ones who were supposed to clean, since according to her, all the women were exhausted from having to deal with them on a daily basis.

She proclaimed the time they’d spend to clean as hours of freedom and respite for the ladies, and though Quinn didn’t completely agree, she was forced to sit and watch as Zayd, Nicholas, Dantae, Frederick and Joshua coughed and sneeze when the dust they kept trying to clean slithered up their nostrils.

This all looked so new to them, they barely knew how to use a broom much less a duster…it was so bad that after a while, even Marcia had to join in to help her husband…and Quinn…well, she pitied Zayd too.

So, of course she climbed atop of the desk he stood on, pulling the duster out of his hand. “You’re so bad at this…let me help.”

He looked back at her, frowning. “You don’t have to…I’m fine.”

“You sure don’t look like it.”

“Yeah man, speak the truth. You are not fine, none of us are…be glad your mate offered to help, mine is still sitting…she’s probably mentally smiling while I suffer.”

Zayd glanced over at Dantae but did nothing except to sigh in response. “Alright…the webs are gone. Instead of this…” He regained possession of the duster, gesturing to the row of desks in the lane he chose to clean. “Help me clean them off.”

Quinn nodded, climbing off the desk when he did. After which, he offered her a cleaning cloth; soaked in soapy bleach water, and they started to clean together.

Their glances at each other were endless, but it was silent as though both were scared to speak…but the silence was comfortable, especially when he started to draw nearer, making sure his skin touched hers even if the contact was slight.

That was the only communication she needed…the fact that he still aspired to be close, the fact that he kept glancing her way proved that his words were right…he’d forgiven her…he still wanted her and that made her happy.

Everybody else around them was tuned out…that was until Dantae started to complain about his mate not helping him again. However, despite his complaints, she did not even glance his way, instead she reddened the lipstick on her lips with a small pocket mirror in hand. “Why must I dirty my clothes for the likes of you? I only came here because Marcia invited me out for shopping…that too is the reason why she had advised us not to help you guys.”

“But Marcia and Quinn are helping their mates.”

“That doesn’t mean I should help you.”

“Come on, Rachel…I already told you that I’m sorry about last night. It wasn’t even my fault, it was Zayd’s.”

“How sad…especially since I don’t care.”

“Rachel baby…please…” And it took a series more of begging without shame for Rachel to finally give him a helping hand, leaving Isabella as the only person who didn’t do anything to the very end.

But as soon as the place was spotless, she was the first to test one of the computers, confirming that they actually still worked. It was then declared that the women would go up against the men, and to even up the team, Larna was called and asked if she wanted to join. Three games were played, but as expected, the men won them all.

They were merciless…Quinn tried using the gun Isabella had recommended, but it didn’t matter where she hid, Frederick would snipe her out and take her down with a headshot.

At one point, she just wanted to give up. The game wasn’t fun if no matter what she did or what weapon she used, she still couldn’t win. She liked victory, in everything she did, she wanted to win…and this…this game only managed to hurt her pride three times in a row.