Romans de Miss JulieP

Becky ’s POVThe woman stalked towards us, her angry glare trained entirely on me. She was beautiful, even in her anger it was clear. Pale milky skin, red hair and a black dress that hugged her curves. Her heels clicked on the floor as she walked, her fury in every step.“Alexander? What’s going on here? What is the meaning of this?” She fumed, eyes narrowing at me. I tried to get away from the Alpha but he only tightened his hold, squeezing his fingers around my waist and drawing me even closer to his chest. I winced and swallowed nervously, my cheeks tinging at the action. “You shouldn’t barge in like that Morgan. You’re bound to see things you would rather not.” “See what? That you got a new slut?”I flinched at her proclamation of what this man probably intended to be my role here. Would she believe me if I said I had no intention of fulfiling such obligations?“Hm. You seem upset, not that I care much but I’d rather not have to deal with your pouting. Leave us.” He ordered and

Becky 's P.O.V I sat in the back seat with the Lycan King, clinging to the car door as if I could somehow enter it. If there was ever a time I wished I could disappear, it was now. The car was more comfortable, but I preferred the dark van with my other sniffling and whispering captives to this oppressive silence with the brute a few meagre feet from me. Tension was palpable, maybe because of my barely contained terror but he didn’t seem to care or even notice. He just scrolled idly through his iPad, exceedingly casual for someone who’d just murdered a bunch of people and kidnapped others. My heart beat so fiercely I was sure he could hear it. I needed to get as far away from him as possible. I mean he paid me no mind and yet I could feel the power rolling off him in malignant waves. An air of danger that spoke of terrible consequences if one were to cross him. If it were any other situation, I would have thought him incredibly hot. His side profile looked as good as the front. Fr

Becky 's P.O.VI stared at his heaving chest and dark, angry eyes in disbelief, my hand clutching my stinging cheek as tears streamed down my face. I could see Marietta rooted to her spot but glaring at me from my side view. If I thought my life was miserable as her little sister before, I could tell it was about to get ten times worse. My vision blurred as more tears spilled over my cheeks. I wiped them away with the back of my hands and prayed that the ground would swallow me. At least it would save me from having to see everyone witness my humiliation while they whispered to each other behind their hands. Unable to stand the stares any longer, I turned to run when a large bang made me freeze and thankfully, diverted everyone’s attention away from my debacle with Lucas. Pandemonium broke loose as screams erupted from all sides of the hall and ran helter-skelter in different directions from a threat I was yet to see. Several men dressed in all-black riot gear barged into the ball

Becky 's POVI didn’t think I’d spend my eighteenth birthday at a party that wasn’t for me, but here I was. To be honest I was not sure why I didn’t expect it. My sister had after all picked my birthday for her wedding date. As if she wasn’t already the center of our father’s universe. Unlike last year when he’d at least remembered to wish me a happy birthday, he hadn’t remembered this time and I tried not to show it but it kinda hurt. I supposed I should be happy. Usually, I get left at home when my dad goes for pack meetings and parties but Marietta 's invite had specifically demanded the presence of all family and as Luna, Dad was bound to obey her even though she was his daughter. So he’d reluctantly let me tag along and now I was at my first party save the reception at Marietta ’s wedding to Alpha Lucas. Marietta had outdone herself with the party, putting up thrilling decorations with platters of food arranged in a buffet. The music was great and thankfully not loud enough

Brett sat in the sitting room feeling uncomfortable by the silence of the house. But his wife made her choice, he had to accept it. Hailey came by that morning, giving him a stone look. She silently helped her mum in carrying her things even though she knew in her mind that she had a lot to say. “Will you be able to care for the children by yourself?” Hailey asked her mum as she walked her to the car.“I will be fine, my love,” Naya laughed. I am more gallant than you think.” “I don’t think this is fair on dad’s part?” Hailey gazed back at Brett who watched from the door. “It was mutual agreement between me and your father. We agreed that I leave this nonsense…” “No! It was your choice,” Brett defended. “I don't know why you cannot trust me on this. I have tried so hard to comply with you. I have tried hard to explain all this to you…” “Enough daddy!” Hailey lashed, unable to control her temper anymore. “Just stop! You aren’t helping this matter.”“You ought to be supporting me h

Herald made up his mind to lead Brett. He wasn’t sure what sort of fool Brett was, or why Brett would trust him. But it wasn’t his own business anymore. He would throw Brett off and he would do it in such a way that the guy would never notice. He accepts the gun from Brett's hands trying to maintain an innocent stare. “I will help you,” he said with a sincere gaze. “That’s very good,” Brett laughed. “I knew I could trust you. I had no clue who else I could call. You are the only one that came to my mind, unfortunately.”Herald let out a weak chuckle. Brett focused on one of his helpers and ordered her to get Herald some wine. “Would you like some wine?” Brett asked with a smirk. “Sure, why not,” Herald eyes brightened due to the thought of wine. “This is a moment to celebrate! We are gonna work together!” Brett smiled and got him the wine. Brett took the glass of wine from him and they both had a toast. As he gulped down his whole cup, Brett felt reluctant to drink his.“I can’t

When Herald got the invite from Brett, he knew all wasn’t good. Unfortunately, Brett wasn’t dumb. Brett knew who he suspected, and was fond of getting into the matter of things. Herald couldn’t relax in his home. His eyes kept moving to his phone hoping for feedback concerning his flight. “Sorry, all flights have been closed due to the weather,” one of the agents informed him. Gerald frowned. “So you're telling me that I can’t get an emergency flight or what?!” He sounded harsh. His house girl gazed at him from the dining table she cleaned. She’s never seen him so angry before. In fact, his sudden outburst was rare. Herald was a cheerful dude. He was never angry… like ever. Herald’s phone rang again. It was Brett trying to remind him to visit. Gerald shivered. “It’s not my damn fault,” he quivered. “Do not blame me for this…please.” The house girl stared at him again. This time, he was mumbling words to himself and that was absurd. “Sir, are you fine?” She asked. “You are trembl

Herald couldn’t hide his confusion due to what happened. He knew he did as his father ordered, but what he least expected was the explosion which shook the earth. He hurriedly got into his car to drive Brett’s home. He needed to check up on the family and confirm how they were doing. He needed to know what the police knew. As he drew closer to the location, his phone rang, throwing him slightly off guard. It was his father, feeling proud of what he had done. “Keep this up,” his father said to him. “You have done very well.”“Dad, what the hell are you talking about? The Hazards just faced a huge disaster and…”His father began to laugh heartily. This made him confused for a moment until he eventually realized what was going on. “Dad, did you do this?” He asked in confusion.“I told you that I will always repay evil for evil,” the man wasn’t remorseful at all. Herald couldn’t believe his father would do such a thing. I mean, he knew how cruel his father was, but that amount of wicked

The Mafia Lord heard of the approaching wedding and frowned as he gazed at the E-invitation card with a frown. Of course he hadn’t been invited. But Brett was stupid enough to keep his enemies closer. Unfortunately, one of Brett’s office colleagues got invited. And that was his son, Herald. The Mafia Lord kept Herald away from the mafia business for a long time, seeing him as a golden child. There was no way he wanted his favorite to get into trouble. It seems that won’t last for long. As long as Brett worked with his son, and his son Herald was an easy way to get across to Brett, he had no issue with that. Things seem to fall in place…right? If only the Mafia Lord was in the same country with Brett to watch him and his family die slowly. The thought was really eating him slowly. Well, since his son was working with Brett, things should be easier. “I see you are friends with Mr Brett Hazard,” the Mafia Lord said to his son over a phone call. “You never told me you were close to th

Brett stepped out of his car in his well ironed suit. The ceremony was about to start and everyone ran helter skelter to see what pending tasks were left. Brett wasn’t bothered. He seemed a bit at ease for a new groom, and kept his hands tucked in his pocket maintaining his composure.“The ceremony is about to start. Do you know where your wife is yet?” His mother asked as she cuddled Damian who was asleep on her shoulder. “She will be here soon,” Brett said with a smile. “Let her take her time.”“Are you serious?” His mother looked unimpressed. “We have a freaking time limit here! You can’t just tell us to be patient with the wedding. The priest is already here.”“Trust me. Hailey knows what she is doing,” Brett said to his mother. “You spoil that woman a lot,” his mother hissed before walking out. When she left, Brett shut his eyes and took a deep breath. It was still difficult to believe it was the damn D day. If someone told him, he would never believe it. “Congrats man!” A gro