Kiss Of The Ruthless Alpha Kings

CHAPTER: 1

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Elior’s POV.

I kept walking around the large hall, my hands stuffed into the pockets of my cheap suit, trying to look like I belonged there, even though I knew I didn't. 

No matter how hard I tried, I stood out. Not because I was important, but because I wasn’t.

Everyone else looked polished. Clean shoes, perfect hair, expensive watches that probably cost more than my entire life. 

They laughed easily with each other, glasses of champagne in their hands, talking about stocks, deals, and vacations I would never afford.

I tried to blend in with the crowd, moving slowly, pretending to read my phone, pretending I was waiting for someone. But no one even spared me a glance.

And honestly? I didn’t care.

I wasn’t here to make friends or be noticed. I didn't miss my night job to come here and drink some expensive champagne. I was here for my money. 

I adjusted the sleeves of my jacket. I had borrowed it from a friend who was slightly bigger than me. Anyone with eyes would know that it wasn't mine. But it was the best thing I had.

I was a college student. A low-level intern. Someone no one took seriously. And yet, I was standing inside Sable Dynamics — one of the most powerful companies in the world.

I didn’t get in because of connections. And definitely not money — I was broke.

I got in because I was f*ck*ng good. 

I swallowed hard and looked around the room again.

The lights were bright. The stage at the front was decorated with the company logo. Chairs were arranged neatly, and people kept filling the room, laughing and greeting one another like they had all known each other for years.

I worked here every day. And yet, I had never felt more alone.

But still I didn't care much. I just wanted my money. It was my last hope now. The doctors had given me only three days to get the money or they would cut my grandmother off. 

I don't blame the hospital, though. They had already written off almost a million dollars for her care. All they asked was that I keep paying for her drugs and as usual, I failed. 

It was my fault though. I worked two jobs. I skipped meals. I barely slept. Still, it wasn’t enough. One of her drugs cost more than what I made in a month.

I didn’t blame the hospital. If I were them, I would have done the same.

I opened my eyes and focused back on the room.

That money was my last hope to save my grandmother. 

The money was a reward for building a software that changed everything for our department and the company. I had stayed up nights, slept in the office, missed classes, missed exams. The software didn’t just work—it made the company millions.

Of course, my department boss took all the praise. But thankfully, not the award. 

Today was the day I would finally be revealed to the world. It was like killing a thousand birds with one stone. 

I exhaled slowly.

“Just hold on, Grandma,” I thought. “Please.”

The music changed, growing louder. That was my cue.

The party had officially started. I walked toward my team, spotting them near the front rows. They were already seated, talking loudly and laughing.

I stepped closer, scanning the chairs.

There was no space. Not a single empty seat. My space had already been occupied by my boss's grandson. 

I stood there, waiting for someone to notice me, but no one did. 

“Excuse me,” I said quietly, tapping one of my teammates on the shoulder.

He glanced at me, then turned back to his conversation like I didn’t exist.

I tried again, louder this time. “Hey, is there—”

Still nothing.

My department boss finally turned around. He looked me over, from my shoes to my jacket, his eyes stopping briefly on my wrinkled sleeves.

“There’s no seat,” he said flatly.

“I see that,” I replied, forcing a small smile.

He shrugged. “You can sit on the floor if you want. Or stand. Just don’t block anyone.”

A few people laughed.

Someone leaned closer and said, “You’re making us look bad standing there.”

Another added, “Yeah, at least crouch or something.”

They all agreed.

My face burned in shame. 

I nodded. “It’s fine.”

I walked away before anyone could say anything else.

I didn’t need a seat. I just needed the money.

I moved toward the back of the hall and stood near the door, pressing my back lightly against the wall. From there, I could see everything clearly.

That was when I overheard the security guards.

Two of them stood nearby, speaking in low voices.

“I heard the chairman’s son is coming back,” one of them said.

The other groaned. “That guy? God, I was thinking of quitting when I heard.”

“Same,” the first replied. “They say he’s evil. Cold. Heartless.”

“Rich people like that always are,” the second said. “If he doesn’t like you, you’re done.”

I frowned slightly.

The chairman’s son.

I wondered what kind of person he was. Someone who had everything handed to him. Someone who never had to worry about hospital bills or losing the only family he had left. It would be great to experience a life like that — for at least a day. 

The lights dimmed slightly, and the room grew quieter.

The meeting was starting.

A woman walked onto the stage and smiled brightly. “Good evening, everyone. Thank you for being here tonight. Today, we celebrate excellence.”

Applause filled the room.

The party continued. Soon the awards were given out. Names were called.

I clapped along, my palms sweaty.

My heart started to race when they said, “Now, we move to the technology department.”

That was it. This was it.

“First of all, I've to admit that the software was beyond amazing,” she praised. 

She talked about how it changed the company’s future. How it increased profits. How brilliant the mind behind it was.

My chest tightened. And I couldn't help but smile in satisfaction. All my hard work was finally paying off. 

I straightened, already stepping forward.

“Thanks to the hard work and leadership of—”

I waited.

“—Daniel Harper.”

The name hit me like a slap.

I froze.

That wasn’t my name. That was my boss’s son.

The room erupted into applause.

Daniel stood up, smiling, adjusting his expensive suit as he walked toward the stage.

I couldn’t move.

No. That’s not right. 

I looked around to see my colleagues, jumping up. 

I didn't hear wrong. I have been replaced.

CHAPTER: 2

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Elior’s POV. 

I stayed where I was long after the clapping died down. I was still in shock. 

What the hell just happened?

I still remember how my boss insulted me when I was building the software. He said it was trash, and that a nobody like me should focus on what I was good at — an errands boy. 

But I refused to give up. I even took a loan to complete the software. And here I was, left with nothing but shame and debt. I shook my head repeatedly, hoping this was all a dream. But it wasn't. It was a cold reality. 

I didn't move till they moved on to the next department. That was more than enough to prove that there was no mistake, I had just been replaced. 

I turned and pushed through the crowd toward my boss who was now admiring his son. 

I stood there, waiting. My blood boiled, seeing the way the rest