ElaineThe air in the café suddenly felt heavy as Megan shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Her cheeks turned a shade redder though I wasn’t sure if this was due to embarrassment or unease. She took a deep breath before opening her mouth. "I... I lied," Megan began hesitantly. "About Tristan and me being engaged. It wasn't true. I made it all up to mess with you.”I stayed silent, staring at her, waiting for her to say something else. Honestly, I was waiting for her to apologize, to say sorry for everything she did to me. I waited for a while until I realized that it was the only thing she came to talk to me about. To say that I was disappointed was an understatement. Megan's irritation flared instantly. Her brows furrowed, and she leaned forward defensively. "I came here to come clean but you keep giving me this attitude. It’s insulting."Anger simmered within me at Megan’s defensive reaction. I couldn’t believe she was turning the situation around on me. I took a deep breath, tryin
MeganYes, I’m the bitch.A slut, a whore, a homewrecker—you name it, I am all that and more. I wasn’t the first she-wolf to do it, and I certainly won’t be the last. Being a mistress is heavily frowned upon in our society, but in my case, I didn’t mind. I was just a she-wolf who was in love. What was wrong with that?After all, all is fair in love and war.My name is Megan Smith, and I am known as that ‘best friend’ who slept with her best friend's husband. Do I regret my actions? Of course not. I had been in love with Tristan Hale for as long as I could remember, and the night I gave my virginity to him was one of the best nights of my life.He was best friends with Shawn, my cousin, so I had known him before Elaine did. There wasn’t a night that passed when I didn’t wish for Tristan to be my mate. He was perfect in my eyes, and nothing, not even the mate bond, could erase my feelings for him. I was 18 when I found my mate, John, but I decided to reject him because I couldn’t see my
Elaine“This is it! You can do this, Elaine!” I told myself as the elevator opened to my desired floor. My stomach churned with nerves as I stepped at the Marketing Department flood. I clutched my bag a little tighter, trying to steady my breathing. This was my first day working under Nancy's supervision, and the anticipation was nearly overwhelming. The office was busy with activity. Wolves were talking, keyboards were clicking, and phones were ringing. The space was clean and modern. There were rows of cubicles and meeting rooms with glass walls. Bright posters of successful projects decorated the walls. Large windows let in a lot of natural light, making the office feel open and bright. Groups of employees gathered around tables and coffee stations, discussing some ideas with lively gestures.But as soon as I entered, the energy seemed to shift. Conversations stopped, and curious eyes turned toward me, assessing the new arrival. I felt a ripple of unease pass through the room but
Elaine I looked up to see a woman with short hair and eyeglasses smiling down at me."Thanks," I muttered, grateful for the kindness. She bent down and started helping me pick up the papers. Afterward, she offered her hand for a handshake, wearing her friendliest smile. "I'm Marie."Amidst the swirl of emotions inside me, I managed a small smile as I took her hand. "Elaine.""Nice to meet you, Elaine," Marie said. She handed me the stack of folders and papers she had gathered, and I nodded at her in appreciation.Just then, Nancy peeked through the door, her forehead creased as she said sharply, "Are you two coming, or do we need to start without you? We don’t have all day to wait. We have other important things to do."“Coming, Nancy. Sorry about that,” Marie replied, leading me inside. We hurried into the boardroom, carrying the documents between us. As we took our seats, I felt a little more at ease. Maybe, amidst the hostility, I had found an ally in Marie.As the meeting started
ElaineMy apartment was a mess. Papers, books, and my laptop were scattered across the dining table. It was Sunday, and instead of unwinding and enjoying my day off, I was holed up inside, searching for information about the Elite Five. I was lucky we had a day off yesterday due to scheduled pest control in our building. Adding to the day today, it gave me two days to finish my task.The task Nancy had given me was like finding a needle in a haystack. It proved to be incredibly difficult since only a few in the business world knew about them. It was clear Nancy was serious about making things tough for me. If not, at least she would have given me some references for my research. But instead, she gave nothing but vague instructions. How the hell would I be able to accomplish this with my limited resources?My mind raced with worry as I felt the weight of the stress pressing down on me. Was there really a way for me to complete this task? Everything about the Elite Five was restricted o
ElaineI hurried down the dimly lit corridor, my footsteps echoing on the shiny marble floors. The air carried the scent of fresh coffee and a hint of lemon from the janitor's recent cleaning. Clutching a thin folder tightly against my chest, I made my way to Nancy’s office.Approaching my destination, my heart started racing. I paused, took a deep breath, and tried to calm myself. It wasn’t that I was afraid of her, but I dreaded interacting with Nancy. Whenever she was around, she imposed her authority and intimidated me. It had reached the point where she would humiliate me in front of others. The situation had become so toxic that I tried to avoid her as much as possible. Thankfully, Marie was always there to support me. Despite this, I couldn’t completely avoid Nancy, knowing she was our department head.The office door, made of dark wood, seemed more imposing than usual. Nancy’s nameplate gleamed in the artificial light. I knew what awaited me beyond that door, so I approached w
ElaineWait, what? Me? What the hell is she talking about? I began to panic as all eyes were turned on me. My heart skipped a beat as shock surged inside. I hadn’t been informed about presenting today so I came unprepared. What was this all about?I gripped my folder tightly, trying to hide the tremble in my hands. Judging by the way Nancy smirked, I knew this was something she planned to humiliate me. Perhaps sensing my discomfort, Marie leaned towards me, attempting to intervene. “I think Elaine—”“Let Elaine give the update, Marie. It’s her task isn’t it?” Nancy declared firmly. Her voice left no room for argument, silencing Marie as she sat again. At that point, I knew there was nothing I could do to avoid this. So, I was forced to suck everything up and straightened up. I wouldn’t let her bully me like this without a fight. Gathering my courage, I took my folder and stood up.Desperation clawed at me, my legs feeling unsteady under the weight of everyone’s expectant gazes. I c
ElaineTwo days after that fateful meeting, everything went back to normal. And so, I thought.My workspace was a corner in the open-plan office, surrounded by the gentle hum of the busy office setup. Papers and folders lay scattered across my desk, a vivid testament to the day's overwhelming workload. I was deeply engrossed in updating a crucial report. A soft knock on the divider snapped me out of my concentration, jolting me from my swamp of work. I looked up to see Marie, smiling warmly at me."Elaine?" Marie's voice held a hint of urgency."Hi, Marie. What's up?" I replied, momentarily setting aside my work and adjusting my glasses."I just came out of Nancy’s office. She asked me to instruct you to see her in her office," Marie said. Although her expression remained smiling, I could see the hint of curiosity in her eyes"Oh, okay. Thanks for letting me know," I replied. Marie nodded and departed, leaving me to ponder Nancy's sudden request. Since the tense board meeting two day