Sold To An Alpha

Mr. Robert stared at her disappearing back and slightly shook his head. He shoved his hands into his pockets and strolled out of the mansion. He boarded the SUV car that belonged to him and drove out of the compound. 

Unsure of where he was going, he kept his eyes straight and continued to drive forward. He arrived at a very familiar place, which was where his daughter's funeral was held and parked the car.

He stepped down and slowly walked into the cemetery. He moved towards his daughter's grave and slowly knelt on the ground and fixed his gaze on her photo. 

He placed the little flower he had grabbed on his way there and kept it near her photo, then blew loving kisses at her photo. 

"I am sorry, my little girl, for failing you. I honestly doubt that you would ever forgive me, but I hope you do. I love you so very much. Daddy loves you more than you can imagine, and if I can go back in time, I will correct every mistake of mine and let you know just how much I love you. I-I am sorry." He slowly used his hand to wipe off the tears in his eyes, and after spending a bit more time at her grave, he bade her goodbye, then proceeded out of the cemetery.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialed the number of his friend before starting to drive to an unknown location.

He drove for at least forty minutes before finally stopping in front of an outdoor liquor store. He shut the door of his car and locked it before walking towards the store.

He took his seat, and shortly after he did, someone appeared beside him. He raised his head and immediately smiled on seeing who it was.

"Gerald." He shook hands with the man who looked the same age as him, and the man pulled him into a hug. 

"You okay?" He inquired, and Mr. Robert breathed heavily before slightly shaking his head. "I just lost my whole family, who were everything to me, and you think I would be fine." He mockingly shook his head, and Gerald patted him on the shoulder. 

"I am really sorry about how things turned out. Men, I never expected things to escalate to such a point."

"Well... it's all my fault and, just like she said, I am the one that killed her. I mean, if I hadn't grounded her then she-"

"Are you crazy, John? Disciplining your child and trying to get them to the right part is not your fault at all. You simply grounded her, which is something every parent does. How the hell is that your fault?" Gerald patted his shoulder and ordered a few drinks for themselves to help drown the sorrows.

"You can live with me in my house if you have nowhere to stay at the moment." 

"No..." Mr. Robert shook his head and took a sip from the vodka bottle. "I do have a house. I had bought it to give it to Shawn on his eighteenth birthday, but....."

.....

Mr. Robert's lashes fluttered, and he chuckled mockingly at Shawn. "Please get out of my office." 

"I said I am not going to. I am not leaving this office! It's enough already! I am tired of all this! I just miss the happy family we once were." Shawn sat back on the chair as tiny drops of tears began to fall from his eyes. 

"Shawn, don't get me pissed. Take yourself out the way you came into this hospital and never cross here again." With that being said, Mr. Robert walked over to him and grabbed him by the arm to pull him out of his office. However, hearing the next word that exited Shawn's mouth, he instantly stopped. "Mum misses you a lot."

His eyes fluttered furiously, and he slowly turned his head to stare at Shawn. 

"She still loves you a lot. There has never been a night that passed without her thinking of you. Months after you both had a divorce, we began to regret our decision, but we just couldn't gather the courage to come for you and leave our pride behind us. It's just..."

"Shawn, go back to your mother and take care of her. We are not family anymore. The moment you disowned me in front of so many people and your mother divorced me, I stopped being a part of your lives." Mr. Robert chuckled pessimistically and slightly shook his head.

"Tell your mother I wish her well and take good care of yourself." He smiled at Shawn and pulled him up from the chair. "Also, don't ever cross this place again."

"You can't do this! You, of all people, should know how much mum loves you, and that what she did was out of anger. You can't push us away like-"

"Get out!!!" Mr. Robert yelled in deep rage, and without thinking twice, he dragged Shawn out of the office and shut the door in his face, then stormed towards his seat to sit down. 

He picked up the pencil from his table and angrily broke it, before taking a long deep breath to calm himself down.

...

Shawn, who had walked out of the hospital, violently kicked the trash can and yelled to himself as the memory of that day in court replayed in his mind.

"Fuck!!!" He breathed heavily and proceeded towards his car.

He stepped in and shut the door, then activated the engine, before taking a reverse and pulling over onto the road. 

His eyes blinked every now and then as he drove. His life is a complete mess and a tragedy. All he has experienced since the day he came into the world was losing the people he loves, one way or another. His grip on the steering wheel tightened as he headed for his home to see his mother. 

On arriving there, he slowed down and drove in, parking carefully in the parking lot.