ElaineI struggled to open my eyes, blinking against the blurriness. Gradually, I focused on the car window where Trevor was waving his hand. I heard gentle taps on the glass.“Excuse me, ma’am? Are you alright?” he asked. Due to the tinted window, it looked like he didn’t know it was me. I leaned closer to the window, my vision clearing to reveal Trevor's concerned face. He continued to tap the window, urging me to open it.“Rolled down your window!” Trevor's voice was insistent, his hands gesturing toward the window button.“Rolled—it—down!” he repeated slowly.Finally comprehending, I did what he asked.“Oh, thank goodness! Are you okay?!” Trevor's eyes widened as he took in my weakened state.“Elaine? Is it really you? Are you okay? What happened?”I managed a soft chuckle, turning to face Trevor.“Trevor! Don’t be so dramatic. I’m alright!” Attempting to lighten the mood, I added, “I’m beginning to think you’re my sort of stalker following me around.”Trevor sighed and chuckled
ElaineTrevor and I walked into the mall as the big glass doors opened with a whoosh. Inside, it was nice and cool, and the sound of people talking and laughing filled the air, accompanied by soft music playing in the background. Colorful shops dotted the space, and people bustled about. Trevor led me down a hallway on the left, where the smell of yummy pizza wafted through the air.We found a cozy pizza place with a bright sign outside. Inside, the walls were adorned with cool old posters, and the tables had cute checkered tablecloths. Everything was visible through the large glass windows. It was busy but not too crowded, just a nice spot to grab a bite. Trevor led me to a vacant spot and we settled in.A waiter approached, and Trevor confidently placed our order. "We’ll have a large Pizza Supreme, an order of garlic breadsticks, and soda. And please, no black olives," he said with a smile.I blinked in surprise. "How did you know I hate black olives?" I asked softly.Trevor's smile
ElaineI sat in the kitchen, munching on cereal and milk. I took a deep sigh as my gaze held on my phone. I couldn't tear my eyes away from it as I played with my food. Today marked the third day as I was waiting to hear feedback from Roma Aesthetics about my application. “Maybe they won’t call me anymore.”My heart sank to the thought and proceeded to eat my breakfast unenthusiastically. It had been three days since I submitted my CV, but no one from Roma Aesthetics had called me back for a follow-up. My heart was full of hope when I first applied, but now I was starting to worry about securing a job with them. My food lost its taste, and my mind began to fill with negative thoughts. I hated it.“Ugh… Plan B then.”I went to the living room and grabbed my newly bought newspaper. I took another deep breath as I scanned the section for job hunting. One by one, I searched for a suitable job. After marking those possible options for me, I stood up to bring my plate to the sink before ty
Elaine After what felt like an eternity, he finally broke the silence with his response. I held my breath, bracing for whatever might come next.“You're unique, Miss Scott. But I find it rather refreshing,” the CEO chuckled lightly. His reaction caught me off guard, but I couldn't help but feel relieved that he appreciated my unexpected honesty. As he met my gaze, As he met my gaze, he delved into storytelling mode sparking my interest.“You made me remember my mother today. For that, I would like to thank you. I was a product of my mother’s resilience after getting away from my psycho father. Divorce saved me and my mother from him. If there’s anyone who could understand your situation right now, it’s none other than me.”Mr. Smith grabbed my papers and read for a few seconds before continuing,“Your work experience is not that impressive. Well, considering your difficult situation, I understand why your options are limited. But as long as you’re willing to learn, adapt quickly, and
Of all the wolves I could encounter today, why did it have to be my estranged husband, Tristan Hale?“Sorry for the short notice, Elaine. You can sit here so you can easily hear us,” Mr. Smith stated as he gestured to the seat on his right, opposite Tristan. I nodded and smiled awkwardly, bowing my head to acknowledge Tristan’s presence. I didn’t want to cause any ruckus on my first day. Mr. Smith didn’t deserve it, considering the opportunity he gave me by hiring me at this company.With that, I took a deep breath and tried my best to act professionally. Yet, it seemed impossible, seeing how Tristan was smirking as he gazed at me.My stomach clenched with discomfort. I tried to compose myself, taking a deep breath to steady my nerves. My hands felt clammy, but I forced myself to act naturally. To distract myself, I pretended to write something, though my hand trembled slightly. I couldn’t see him, but I was certain Tristan’s eyes were fixed on me through my peripheral vision, making
ElaineI forced myself to stay calm, pulling my arm away from his grasp. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m working as Mr. Smith’s secretary,” I replied coolly."Secretary? You’re working as a secretary?” he snapped in disbelief. His grip on my arm tightened as he continued to glare at me. “Are you hearing yourself, Elaine? You're an Alpha’s wife, and here you are, embarrassing yourself. Tell me, Elaine, are you doing this to annoy me? Did you apply to Roma Aesthetics because you want to humiliate me? Tell me. Because if you do, then you are winning! You are humiliating me to the fullest with this act!”I scoffed, feeling a strange satisfaction at his discomfort. "I don’t care. Whatever you do or feel is not my concern anymore."“What the fuck did you say?” he said, narrowing his eyes with anger.I snapped my arm from his grasp and said, “I said, you are no longer my business. You can do or feel whatever you want without worrying about my opinion. I am done with you, Tristan. We are so done. So,
Tristan"Hi, Tristan! Good thing you’re already here!” Megan exclaimed, wrapping her arms around my neck.I felt a sense of confusion creeping into my thoughts as I tried to understand what I was seeing. Megan stood before me, her bags scattered around her, giving the impression that she intended to stay here for long. I felt surprised and a bit annoyed. Megan should have known that I don't like surprises, especially ones like this. We hadn't even discussed moving in together yet, let alone made any plans.The maids looked just as startled as I was, their wide eyes suggesting they were already gossiping about Megan's unexpected arrival.I gently removed Megan's hands from my neck, signaling for her to be more discreet in front of the maids. My mind raced, trying to figure out what this meant for my reputation among the pack, which was already delicate, thanks to my stubborn wife."What do you think you’re doing?" I asked firmly, trying to comprehend her sudden appearance. "Why are you
Tristan"Hi, Tristan! Good thing you’re already here!” Megan exclaimed, wrapping her arms around my neck.I felt a sense of confusion creeping into my thoughts as I tried to understand what I was seeing. Megan stood before me, her bags scattered around her, giving the impression that she intended to stay here for long. I felt surprised and a bit annoyed. Megan should have known that I don't like surprises, especially ones like this. We hadn't even discussed moving in together yet, let alone made any plans.The maids looked just as startled as I was, their wide eyes suggesting they were already gossiping about Megan's unexpected arrival.I gently removed Megan's hands from my neck, signaling for her to be more discreet in front of the maids. My mind raced, trying to figure out what this meant for my reputation among the pack, which was already delicate, thanks to my stubborn wife."What do you think you’re doing?" I asked firmly, trying to comprehend her sudden appearance. "Why are you