Page 30 of The Alpha's Uncovered Mate

"I want his name."

"And I want you to stop making a scene. You're going to get him fired for no reason!"

Adam glares down at me, and when I hold his gaze, annoyed, he finally relents.

"Come on." He puts his hand on my lower back, gently urging me out of the room.

I follow him outside where the female manager is waiting for us. She opens the box, and we take out our phones. I feel a little embarrassed about having Adam see the state my phone is in. It’s an old model, on its last leg.

He doesn't comment on it, simply picking up his phone.

"The elevator is this way," he says, and before I can say anything, the staff member who had been insistent on walking me out himself suddenly rushes toward us.

"The staircase is this way, sir!"

If looks could kill, the man would have seized up and died on the spot with the way Adam was gazing at him.

"We're taking the elevator." Adam's upper lip curled.

"But sir––"

"Is there a reason your people are so persistent?" Adam demands, shooting the manager a displeased expression. The woman looks at the male staff member, her lips pressed into a thin white line.

"Please accept our sincerest apologies," the woman says, through gritted teeth. "I'll deal with this matter personally."

"Can't you just ignore him?" I hiss at Adam, feeling awful for the man. "Maybe it was his first day at the job."

"They wouldn't have let a novice near the VIP rooms," Adam tells me, ushering me toward the elevator.

"I can go by myself." I'm beginning to feel self-conscious again.

"Our conversation is far from over, Cynthia." Adam meets my gaze. "We're fated mates. That transcends any other loyalty you may have."

"Look," I lift my hand, "I'm going to stop you right there. As far as I know, you could be making this whole fated mates thing up. Second, I'm here to talk business. I intend to convince you to work on a joint project. KDL Foods might have experienced some hiccups over these past couple of years, but we are still an industry leader, and you cannot deny that."

Adam studies me, the corner of his lips quirking. "If you displayed half this amount of passion for me, you might just sweep me off my feet."

I freeze.

I've never been so blatantly flirted with, and I don't know how to deal with it.

Just then, the elevator doors open, and I hurry inside, trying my best to block his path,=. "I can take it from here."

But Adam ignores my attempts, gently lowering my arm and walking inside.

"How do you expect to convince me on this joint project when you're trying to keep me at arm's length?" He smiles as he watches me.

"By email."

"I hardly check my email."

"I'll call you."

"My phone is barely charged most of the time."

"I'll write you a freaking letter!"

Adam sighs. "Now that's just inconvenient for me."

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