CeciliaI really thought Emeric would leave me alone this time. But his people just keep coming after me.“It’s Anna from AtCap,” the front desk receptionist says. “She says it’s urgent.” I thank my colleague politely and stare at the blinking green light on the desk phone. Line one is on hold. I want to talk to Anna about as much as I want to talk to Emeric. I already ignored her calls and texts over the past few days while I was taking some time off. Now she’s calling my office as well? That I can’t ignore.I press the button to pick the line. “Anna?” “Miss Thornhill,” she answers quietly, “I’m so sorry to bother you, but I need to ask you a few things.”I’m surprised at the hesitance in her voice. But then I think about her being on her own with Emeric for the past few weeks. It must be taking a toll on her. Not everyone is equipped to deal with his intensity.Maybe only those blinded by hopeless love for him.“Fine,” I tell Anna. “If I answer your questions, will you stop call
Cecilia“Isn’t that enough?” he asked the last time we spoke, with disgust in his voice.He thought I wanted too much from him. And yet he took everything I had to give. My services as a personal assistant, personal chef, dry cleaner, caterer. My loyalty and devotion. My body.I even moved to be closer to him when I first started working at AtCap, and it’s expensive to live in this part of the city. It crossed my mind that I could move now to somewhere more affordable, but I’ve grown pretty attached to my modest but beautiful little apartment and the gorgeous downtown skyline view I’ve got from my bedroom window. Anna’s call started me thinking about all the things I’ve poured money into for Emeric’s sake. The laundry, the food, the gas I spend going to and from his place all the time. I have to admit, I’d be in much better financial shape if I hadn’t done all that. It’s almost funny that Serena thinks I’m a gold digger. She has no idea how much money I’ve spent on services for Emer
Cecilia“I’m just calling Miss Thornhill,” Anna pleads.The fearful warble in her voice almost makes me feel sorry for her. But then I hear Emeric’s voice again and I remember I’m supposed to have already wrenched myself free from all this. “You know that I told you—” my ex-boss starts shouting. I’m so tired of that voice. That anger. And I don’t have to listen to it anymore. I hang up. I tell one of our paralegals that I need help screening my calls.“Put clients through, but anyone else, tell them I’m not here and take a message. Especially anyone from AtCap.” I suspect my paralegal had already heard the rumours about me. He knew that I had got a new mobile phone, that only he and our boss Roy knew the number.The young man nods. “Of course. I’ll talk to the front desk.” I don’t have any more meetings today and I’m not expecting any calls. So I tell the paralegal to close my office door behind him, and then I unplug my desk phone and power down my cell.Anna has only herself
Cecilia:I leave the office without telling anyone, a couple hours early. Somehow I felt like I should leave early today, as if something bad was going to happen.I can’t focus on work. That disturbing call with Anna has me rattled. I’m not surprised Emeric’s been moody. He hasn’t been eating right. And I’m sure he’s been drinking too much coffee, too, if he’s struggling with sleep.I also know that Emeric will have a period of adjustment after I leave. After all, I have taken care of him for almost ten years, and I have given him the best and most comfortable things in every way. To be honest, maybe Emeric Gravalle doesn't understand his own stomach and body as well as I do.I used to take pride in keeping such a beautiful and important man in top shape. Of course, the credit was never all mine. Emeric worked hard in his home gym to maintain his stunning physique, and genetics are to blame for his gorgeous face. But I did keep him calm and healthy. I always knew it made a differen
Cecilia“I’ll tell him I can’t reach you,” Roy is just as cunning as any businessman, putting the whole thing on me.“If you really want to dodge Garvalle,” Roy says after a pause," Maybe you should leave town for a while.”It might not be a long-term solution, but some time out of the city doesn’t sound like a bad idea. What more can Emeric or Anna actually do, after all, if they can’t reach me? An early morning phone call from my paralegal provides one answer to that question. He informs me that Anna showed up at the firm looking for me, storming into the office with several others from AtCap. Security had been called. Anna was still on the property, though. They still haven't left even now. Still waiting for me.“Don’t come in today, Cecilia,” Danny warns needlessly. I thought about what Anna said yesterday, about her boyfriend being sacked from Emeric. I guess that's why she came to see me. But I'm not on speaking terms with her anymore. If something happens, she should go t
CeciliaEmeric doesn’t look good. He looks thin.He’s sitting on the edge of the bed when I enter his hospital room. His eyes snap up to meet mine, but he doesn’t greet me. He just nods, then looks at his mother and says, “I’m ready to be discharged.”She slips out of the room to summon a doctor, and Emeric stands up. He takes a single step in my direction and holds out his hand, as if he expects me to take hold of it.But I am not about to do that. I just look at Emeric and wait for him to say something. To explain why he’s forced me to meet him here.But he only stares right back at me. His unblinking eyes narrow slowly, like he’s
CeciliaMrs. Garvalle looks shocked for a moment. She probably didn't expect Emeric to say that.But after a brief hesitation, she smiles and says, “Of course not. I would love for you to move in with Emeric, Cecilia. I’ll feel much better knowing my son has you there to take care of him.”Emeric’s dark eyes slide from his mother to me, his lips curled in a satisfied smile.What a touching scene of love between a mother and her son. Too bad I can't enjoy it one bit. “I’m afraid I must rudely decline the both of you,” I say politely. “I’m busy with my new job and my own life. Mr. Garvalle will have to find someone else to be his live-in caretaker.”
Cecilia“Didn’t you tell me you loved me so much, you’d give up anything just to be near me?” Emeric tightens his grip, making me whimper in pain. “Didn’t you say you wanted me to marry you? And what, now that I need your help, you don’t care whether I’m dead or alive?”Breathless and devastated, I nearly collapse on the spot. But Emeric holds me in place.The room falls silent, and his words echo in my mind. I thought I knew Emeric well. But I never imagined he could be so cruel as to mockingly repeat in public things I’d said to him in private, intimate moments.I always thought that he just
CeciliaWhat is past is over now.After the day, my mind was calmer than ever, as if after that day, I could not feel a single emotion towards Emeric even when I thought of him.I don't know if this is a good or bad situation, but because I'm no longer devastated by people, I still feel quite a bit of sarcasm when I think of Emeric──this is the man I've loved for ten years, this person is so formidable that he only needs to use a few words to sweep away ten years of my feelings, leaving no residue at all.He is really deserving of the industry's most favoured Alpha of our generation.The whole city is discussing when this formidable Alpha will marry his Luna, and now it is rumored that Emeric has already met Victoria's parents back in the country, and he has also gifted Victoria's parents a villa by the lake.There are also people who saw his mother Mrs. Garvalle and Victoria teaching abroad, now retired back to the country parents at the restaurant had dinner. Both parents have met, t
DaltonI never should have given up on her the first time. I shouldn’t have just walked away and let Emeric have her.I knew she loved him, though, and I wanted Cecilia to be happy. That was the reason I clung to when I went abroad, leaving the two of them alone. I told myself I was being selfless.But I know the real reason I gave up on chasing Cecilia.It wasn’t just because it seemed she liked Emeric more than me. It wasn’t just to make her happy.It was because Emeric threatened to beat the shit out of me if I went after her, and I knew I couldn’t win that fight.No one could.&n
Cecilia“Didn’t you tell me you loved me so much, you’d give up anything just to be near me?” Emeric tightens his grip, making me whimper in pain. “Didn’t you say you wanted me to marry you? And what, now that I need your help, you don’t care whether I’m dead or alive?”Breathless and devastated, I nearly collapse on the spot. But Emeric holds me in place.The room falls silent, and his words echo in my mind. I thought I knew Emeric well. But I never imagined he could be so cruel as to mockingly repeat in public things I’d said to him in private, intimate moments.I always thought that he just
CeciliaMrs. Garvalle looks shocked for a moment. She probably didn't expect Emeric to say that.But after a brief hesitation, she smiles and says, “Of course not. I would love for you to move in with Emeric, Cecilia. I’ll feel much better knowing my son has you there to take care of him.”Emeric’s dark eyes slide from his mother to me, his lips curled in a satisfied smile.What a touching scene of love between a mother and her son. Too bad I can't enjoy it one bit. “I’m afraid I must rudely decline the both of you,” I say politely. “I’m busy with my new job and my own life. Mr. Garvalle will have to find someone else to be his live-in caretaker.”
CeciliaEmeric doesn’t look good. He looks thin.He’s sitting on the edge of the bed when I enter his hospital room. His eyes snap up to meet mine, but he doesn’t greet me. He just nods, then looks at his mother and says, “I’m ready to be discharged.”She slips out of the room to summon a doctor, and Emeric stands up. He takes a single step in my direction and holds out his hand, as if he expects me to take hold of it.But I am not about to do that. I just look at Emeric and wait for him to say something. To explain why he’s forced me to meet him here.But he only stares right back at me. His unblinking eyes narrow slowly, like he’s
Cecilia“I’ll tell him I can’t reach you,” Roy is just as cunning as any businessman, putting the whole thing on me.“If you really want to dodge Garvalle,” Roy says after a pause," Maybe you should leave town for a while.”It might not be a long-term solution, but some time out of the city doesn’t sound like a bad idea. What more can Emeric or Anna actually do, after all, if they can’t reach me? An early morning phone call from my paralegal provides one answer to that question. He informs me that Anna showed up at the firm looking for me, storming into the office with several others from AtCap. Security had been called. Anna was still on the property, though. They still haven't left even now. Still waiting for me.“Don’t come in today, Cecilia,” Danny warns needlessly. I thought about what Anna said yesterday, about her boyfriend being sacked from Emeric. I guess that's why she came to see me. But I'm not on speaking terms with her anymore. If something happens, she should go t
Cecilia:I leave the office without telling anyone, a couple hours early. Somehow I felt like I should leave early today, as if something bad was going to happen.I can’t focus on work. That disturbing call with Anna has me rattled. I’m not surprised Emeric’s been moody. He hasn’t been eating right. And I’m sure he’s been drinking too much coffee, too, if he’s struggling with sleep.I also know that Emeric will have a period of adjustment after I leave. After all, I have taken care of him for almost ten years, and I have given him the best and most comfortable things in every way. To be honest, maybe Emeric Gravalle doesn't understand his own stomach and body as well as I do.I used to take pride in keeping such a beautiful and important man in top shape. Of course, the credit was never all mine. Emeric worked hard in his home gym to maintain his stunning physique, and genetics are to blame for his gorgeous face. But I did keep him calm and healthy. I always knew it made a differen
Cecilia“I’m just calling Miss Thornhill,” Anna pleads.The fearful warble in her voice almost makes me feel sorry for her. But then I hear Emeric’s voice again and I remember I’m supposed to have already wrenched myself free from all this. “You know that I told you—” my ex-boss starts shouting. I’m so tired of that voice. That anger. And I don’t have to listen to it anymore. I hang up. I tell one of our paralegals that I need help screening my calls.“Put clients through, but anyone else, tell them I’m not here and take a message. Especially anyone from AtCap.” I suspect my paralegal had already heard the rumours about me. He knew that I had got a new mobile phone, that only he and our boss Roy knew the number.The young man nods. “Of course. I’ll talk to the front desk.” I don’t have any more meetings today and I’m not expecting any calls. So I tell the paralegal to close my office door behind him, and then I unplug my desk phone and power down my cell.Anna has only herself
Cecilia“Isn’t that enough?” he asked the last time we spoke, with disgust in his voice.He thought I wanted too much from him. And yet he took everything I had to give. My services as a personal assistant, personal chef, dry cleaner, caterer. My loyalty and devotion. My body.I even moved to be closer to him when I first started working at AtCap, and it’s expensive to live in this part of the city. It crossed my mind that I could move now to somewhere more affordable, but I’ve grown pretty attached to my modest but beautiful little apartment and the gorgeous downtown skyline view I’ve got from my bedroom window. Anna’s call started me thinking about all the things I’ve poured money into for Emeric’s sake. The laundry, the food, the gas I spend going to and from his place all the time. I have to admit, I’d be in much better financial shape if I hadn’t done all that. It’s almost funny that Serena thinks I’m a gold digger. She has no idea how much money I’ve spent on services for Emer