LEILA MILLER.He chuckled, "Good morning to you too, sunshine." When i flashed him a smile in return, he then said, elaborating on the existing protocol. "Now that are here, Ma and Pa have a few questions for you." He said, directing his gaze towards the two that stood there like deer caught in head lights."Questions for me?" I settled my gaze on them, my lips curled into a slight frown. "What is wrong?"Ma released a nervous chuckle. "Nothing, honey. We were just wondering whether you did not like the maids and stylists we sent to you earlier, seeing as you have dismissed them all."Pa took it from where she stopped. "If they are not to your liking, just let us know and we would get some much better for you."Dylan hummed, then said in a light, and accusing tone. "In simple words, they are afraid of upsetting their little Princess," He then slanted his gaze in my direction, his smile teasing. "Every one knows what happens when little Leila does not get things done her way." There wa
LEILA MILLER.I stayed at home and bonded with my parents and brother for a short while, simply getting used to the feeling of being at home, and being loved by my family once again. But after a short while, I deemed it the right tine to start working, and begin chasing the new life I wanted for myself. So, i brought up the work issue again, and Dylan and I came to an agreement that I would be announced as a new employee in the business department the next day--since it is what I majored in before in college.The very next day, early Monday morning I got up and got ready for work--quickly having the breakfast I had Vanessa make for me, before rushing out the house before either my parents nor Dylan could wake up and see me, lest they go all out and overboard because I know they would. Dylan did say we would go to work together, and Pa offered to have the drivers and some guards to accompany me but what is the point of trying to stay out of the radar if i go like that?So, I decided to
LEILA MILLER.I did not want Dylan to see me. No, I could not let him see me, not in this state, and not after how hard I tried and fought to get him to keep my identity a secret--there is no way in hell should I let him see me like this. It is a no go area.Thankfully, the rude lady was quick to get on her feet upon spotting him, in the process shielding me from him. So, I took that as my chance to slowly get up, and attempt to run away from the place without getting spotted by him. It seemed doable. All I have to do is hope she keep him entertained with whatever nonsense she wanted to spew, just long enough for me to get the hell out of here."Dylan," She called out, her voice an pitch higher, and I had to stop and stare at her back in disbelief. With how fast she changed tones and was sounding, I would have wondered if she is the same person that bullied me if I was not the one on the recieving end.I shuddered at how fake her voice sounded, but ignored it and turned around, taking
LEILA MILLER.Dylan's assistant got me a change of outfit, and then escorted me to the changing room where I would change. As I got inside one of the stalls and got out of the dirtied outfit, I wiped my body off all the leftover stains caused by the coffee, my lips tugged down into a deep frown as I wondered just what type of employees are here in this company for every one to be acting like this.I did not let my annoyance get the best of me though as I focused on just getting my current task done so I could go about my work. And just as I was putting on the change of outfit, I heard the changing room door suddenly being pushed open, followed by hurried steps before the door was closed again. I ignored it, focusing on changing my outfit, not giving much thought to it. At least, until the voices belonging to those that came in reached my ears. "Why are you in a rush like this, even bringing me here like this?" One of them asked, though I could not tell exactly how many are there, bu
MATT WILDE.My fist hammered into the punching bag in my hold, repeatedly so, unrelentingly, and without any halt. My eyes were red and blinded by anger, fury even--the kind that cannot be tamed by anything in the slightest. My mind was a mess in that it was barely on the punching bag, but rather had drifted off to a place where I do not want it to but could not help thinking about."...Beta Matt... Beta Matt...Beta Matt!" The feel of numerous hands on my shoulders pulling me backwards with a force that threw me back snapped me back to reality, and only then did the fog clouding my thoughts cleared, and I found myself aware of my surroundings again.The voices in the background became clear, and the blurriness that covered my sight disappeared, and I watched as the new recruits all rushed towards my punching bag, which turns out to not be a punching ag but one of the new recuits I had spar with me for training. As I stare at his limp body on the floor as the others tried to tap him aw
LEILA MILLER."Good morning, Miss Reed.""Morning, Miss Red.""How is your morning going, Miss Reed?"My lips curled into a small smile directed towards those that offered their greetings, "Good Morning," i said, as I walked past them, my head held up as I made my way towards the CEO's office, There were others whose greeting came as I walked past them, and I offered them all nods in return accompanied with a small smile.Upon reaching the CEO's office, i pushed it open with one hand that held a folder, the other occupied by a coffee cup tray. Once in the confines of the office, I made my way further in as the doors closed behind automatically, and my eyes fell on the man seated behind the huge mahogany desk, with numerous files scattered in front of him, and a pen in his hand as he signed away on them. "Good morning Mr. Miller," I greeted in a song like tone as I made my way towards him.Dylan looked up, and the moment his gaze fell on me, he offered me a small smile. "The infamous
LEILA MILLER. Saturday soon enough came, with the week passing by in the blink of an eye and before I know it, the limousine Dylan and I drove to the event pulled up by the red carpet. Dylan turned his head to look at me, before his voice came. “You ready?” He asked, his voice soft and calm. I shrugged, my lips tugged into a small smile. “Ready as I will ever be.” He smiled back, just in time the door by his side was pulled open for him. Dylan fixed his suit jacket, and then he stepped out first before turning around, and extending his hand out for me. Smiling, I took his hand and allowed him to guide me out of the car, the insistent camera flashes threatening to blind me. It came from all angles, the paparazzi going about it like their life depended on it. To us, this is the Alpha Summit, a very important meeting of only those with high positions in our Kingdom while to them, it is just another event if influential billionaires from which they cannot wait to get a whiff of drama
LEILA MILLER.Sebastian held my gaze for a second longer, a sea of emotions i could not quite point a finger at swirling in his orbs as he stared at me. Then, his hand reached out to take mine, his large hand taking a hold of mine and warmth greeted me as our skin touch, and my heart fluttered for a split second. Except, it was not because of affection or anything of that sort. No, rather, it was the kind that comes with remembering what i had to go through because of this man, and the feelings that comes with remembering it.His hand held mine firmly, and gave it a firm shake. "Miss Reed," He acknowledged, his deep voice a baritone that resonated within me.I swallowed down a lump, and pulled my hand away before it could linger. Subconsciously, I found myself moving closer to Dylan, an act that certainly did not go unseen by the Sebastian who is standing in front of us, and i did not miss the way his brows drew in, a dark look taking over his features as Dylan's hand moved to rest on
LEILA MILLER."Miss Miller." Ian gave me a nod of acknowledgement, his lips curling into a teasing smile as he gave me a nod. "A dance, please?" He extended a hand out to me, hoping I would take it.I shook my head, unable to hide the smile on my face. "Of course, Alpha Abbot. How can I turn you down?" I stretched my hand out, carefully placing it in his, and his hand instantly wrapped close around mine, wrapping it in its warmth. Ian gently pulled me into his arms, one hand going to rest on the small of my back while the other held my hand. Then, carefully, we started to sway to the music, side to side, slower than when I danced with the others which I very much appreciated because my feet were aching. "And please," I found myself saying, finding his gaze. "Just call me Leila. I prefer you call me that." Miss Miller feels too formal--a name that would be used by those I am not particularly close to. Ian on the other hand, though I am not close to him, I feel is better than a strang
LEILA MILLER Everyone in the hall clapped in acknowledgement, but I think I broke some people because they all seemed too frozen in their position in shock. Two people in particular. One, Matt fucking Wilde. And two, Sebastian asshole de Luca. Oh and of course, Anastasia who watched with a mouth that fell open, it nearly touched the ground. If I was close, I would have reached out and helped her close it because with the way it was wide open, something might actually fly into it. Though I think I would love to see her face as she chokes really. I ignored them, grinning as Pa turned around to face me. “My princess,” he started, “My daughter. Happy birthday.” He reached out and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into his embrace. “Thank you, Pa,” I leaned into his embrace, loving how secure and protected I felt being in his arms. And then he pulled back after a while, Ma coming in next as she pulled into her embrace. “Happy birthday, honey.” She said, giving my back a pat.
LEILA MILLER.Pa's words had everyone keeping shut, the entire hall becoming so quiet, a pin drop could be heard. It turned still, breaths held in anticipation, as curious eyes looked around the room, as if the birthday girl would mysteriously show up. I pushed Sebastian away from me, my heart hammering behind my ribcage so loudly I feared he would be able to hear it, and thankfully, he did not hold back, letting me get back up on my feet though his strong arms remained around me to ensure I was standing on my feet steadily. But, he did not move away, and instead stood beside me, almost protectively. My gaze fell on a fuming Anastasia who tried to fake a smile on her face but it was not working.She was rather glaring between Sebastian and I. Still, she forced a smile on her face, her lips curling uowards almost robotically before she then parted her lips and said. "Sorry. My hand slipped." She said, her apology half baked.I scoffed. As if. Who is she trying to fool?My scoff seemed
SEBASTIAN SALVATORE DE LUCA.The Millers sent out an invitation to their birthday party, and they allowed me to take two guards of my choice, and a plus one. Now, rationally, I chose to go with Eric and Drake, leaving Xavier and my Delta to look after the pack. And for a plus one, I really did not want to take anyone. But apparently my health status was still in jeopardy. I did not believe it before, but when I started getting dizzy out of the blue, it became apparent that there might be a need of Anastasia closeby, which was why I had to take her with me as well. I already Drake in the background searching for a good toxicologist doctor as well that would fill in for her. And once I get one, which i am hoping would be soon, I would have, then she would be out of the picture. I could not keep her around any longer, and I know what I am saying. It already is a stretch having her here. The Millers decided to host it at one of their hotel's grand halls, a smarter choice than having a
LEILA MILLER.Truly, why was I not surprised to see her in his arms? She was with him that night as well. I still remember what was said that night at the fundrasing gala, something about them being together before. I guess, they got back together, and I no longer matter. That must have been why he ignored my messages and calls. Great, just great.On the other hand, I could feel Matt's piercing gaze on me as well, but that was the least of my concerns. I moved my gaze away from either of them, holding my head up as Ian and I walked past them, and we made our way to a table amidst theirs, one where I spotted the Abbot name tag sitting there nestled perfectly. My brows drew in surprise, and I found myself leaning forth to ask him. "Who are you exactly?" I could not help but ask, because by all indications, he is a very important person to get front row seat, but I could not remember where I must have heard his name before or heard of him.Ian folded his lips in for a moment. "Yeah, a
LEILA MILLERRecognition dawned on me as I remembered the familiar face and scent, the memory of our meetup clicking in my head like missing puzzles of a jigsaw. It was as if something in my mind clicked, and in an instant, I was taken back to where I knew him from, and how we met. The man outside my apartment that day, the one I hid behind when evading my brother’s beta as I ran away. I had only been with him for that brief moment I hid behind him, using him as a shield until I made my way out of the apartment building. We did not even speak, at least I told him that I owe him one, and then ran off before he could say a thing.I did not think much into it, I just thought that if by some chance we run into each other, I owe him one for helping me that day. But of all the places I thought we would ever cross paths, my birthday party was not one of it.What is he doing here? And who is he?My confusion only grew when he offered me a warm smile, and then he helped me get back on my feet
LEILA MILLER.The birthday party was set to take place in on Eid the hotels our company has. They initially wanted to host it at the pack, but they figured it would be a high security risk to allow so many people into our pack lands. So, they decided to have it in the city, which is practically no man’s land, a place where all the guests would feel much more at ease being as well.Ma and Pa left earlier, as they wanted to arrive and welcome the guests first. We were supposed to go with Dylan, but his Beta came to accompany us instead because Dylan apparently had an unexpected work call that came through so he would be joining us later.Gracie seemed a bit disappointed when she heard that but she did not let it show for long. All I could do was offer her smiles of encouragement and assure her that he will be around later, and it will be worth it when she sees his reaction.The drive to the hotel seemed too much longer than I would wanted it to be. Or perhaps I was just too stuck in my
LEILA MILLERBy the time Gracie and I had our makeup and hair done, we had basically transformed into more beautiful versions of ourselves. Personally, I know I am beautiful, and I own it, but in that moment, I could not help but stare at my reflection in awe.Who is that beauty? She’s is so fine.I glanced at Gracie, who was staring at her reflection as well, her lips parting as she fan over herself. She truly looks good. Her usual glow and ambience these past few days was dimmed, making her glow disappear but it was back in that moment.I could tell she felt that as well judging from the way her eyes seemed to have this glint as she stared at herself in awe.I parted my lips, and then threw in an earnest comment. “We are about to have my brother down on his knees.” I stated, because I just know it. I gave her low whistle. “Damn girl, you are getting some tonight, even if I find it disgusting to even think about my brother doing such things…” I shuddered, before I grinned and then ad
SEBASTIAN SALVATORE DE LUCA."DAMN IT! WHY CAN'T ANY OF YOU FIND HER?!" I yelled, pushing away the content on top of my work desk, sending them flying across the room as I heaved out heavily, my hands tightening around the edge of the table, my knuckles turning white. From behind me, I could feel them exchanging looks amongst themselves. They were quiet for a while, and then Eric's cautious voice came as he took a step forward. "Alpha, she could be well for all we know...""Then why can't you find her?" I snapped, turning around to look at him as I gritted my teeth, my nose flared. "Huh? Why can't any of you find her anywhere if you are so sure she is alright?!" It has been hours since I woke up, and there has not been a single second where my mind was not flooded with the thought of Leila. I went to her house earlier, and I have waited there for a while, but there was no answer on the other end. I had to check in with the receptionist, but she said Leila has not been around in days