TrevorThe streets were quiet as we made our way to Elaine's apartment. Her steps were slow, almost hesitant, and I stayed close, matching her pace. She kept her eyes down, lost in her thoughts, and I could feel the heaviness that hung between us. The night air was cool, but there was a tension in it, a reminder of everything that had gone wrong tonight. I didn't try to break the silence. I knew it wasn’t the right time for words.Her shoulders were slumped, and she took deep breaths now and then, like she was trying to calm herself. I stayed by her side, close enough to be there but gave her space. She needed that. I no longer want to add to the suffocation she was feeling at that moment. When we finally reached her apartment door, I hesitated, unsure if I should say anything. I wanted to make sure she was okay, but I didn’t want to push her.Yet in the end, I asked gently, "Are you okay now?"My voice was soft, barely above a whisper. I just needed to hear her say it, even if it wa
ElaineI shut the door behind me and clutched my chest. My heart was racing, and I could hardly believe what I had just done. I had hugged Trevor, and I knew deep inside that it wasn’t just a friendly hug. It was a gesture of gratitude and appreciation for everything he had done for me. And yet, there was a special feeling to it. After that hug, I realized Trevor was more than just a friend. I glanced down at my hands, still pressed against my chest as if trying to hold onto that feeling. The realization startled me, and I felt a flutter deep inside. There was something hidden beneath this special feeling, something I couldn’t quite grasp. I touched my chest again, searching for answers, but all I found was confusion. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. My gaze fell on the couch, and I walked over to it, collapsing onto the cushions. My legs were shaky, and I needed to sit down. I buried my face in my hands, feeling overwhelmed.Was it love? Definitely not. At least, not y
TrevorI was nine years old when it all began.I remember sitting on that old, worn-out sofa, crying hard. Tears streamed down my face as I clutched my mother's picture tightly, the only thing I had left of her. I held it close, hoping it could somehow protect me from the loud, angry voices coming from the next room.The noise from the other room was intense. Alpha Roman was shouting angrily. "That child is a mistake, Dad! I can't take him with us to raise beside my son. Don't you understand that?"His words hit me like a punch to the gut. I squeezed the picture even tighter, hoping it could somehow block out the harsh reality and make everything okay. But the pain and rejection were impossible to escape. I knew they were talking about me. It hurt more than anything I had ever felt.If only Mom were here with me.When Alpha Lucian's voice roared with fury, it felt like an explosion. "Mistake? But it's your mistake! You slept with his mother and fathered this child, and now you're deny
ElaineI stared at my reflection in the mirror, barely recognizing the person looking back at me. My eyes were dull, and the usual spark I carried to work every day was gone. For the first time since I started at Roma Aesthetics, I felt no excitement about going to work.Only dread.The memory of last night’s disaster replayed over and over in my mind, each moment more painful than the last. I could still see the screen flickering and hear the awkward silence when everything went wrong. My heart sank as I watched our hard work fall apart in front of everyone.The shame and disappointment were sharp, like knives cutting into the depths of my soul.I shook my head, trying to push the memory away, but it clung to me like a shadow I couldn’t escape. I could still see their faces—the confusion, the frustration, and Nancy’s look of disbelief as she turned to me, expecting answers I didn’t have. And then there was Mr. Smith's reaction, the moment he realized everything had fallen apart. It w
ElaineI couldn't believe what I was hearing. Marie's words didn’t make any sense to me. I shook my head, trying to understand, but I just couldn’t.“No, Marie... this can’t be true,” I said softly, my voice shaking. “Why are you—”She cut me off before I could finish. “Are you really that dumb, Elaine? Which part of what I said didn’t you understand?”Her tone was so cold, so full of anger, that it shocked me. I looked around at the others, hoping to see some sign that this was all just a mistake. But their faces showed the same disbelief I felt.This wasn’t the Marie we all knew. The Marie who was kind and sweet, and never had a bad word to say about anyone. The Marie everyone trusted. And now, here she was, lashing out with words I never thought I’d hear from her. Was this she-wolf in front of us the kind, sweet Marie that we all loved?Impossible! How could this be? “What? Is this the first time you’ve heard someone say something bad?” she snapped. “You know what? Fuck you all! G
ElaineThe Roma Aesthetics Marketing Department was usually full of energy and noise, but now it had become eerily quiet. The room, once buzzing with the sounds of typing, printers, and conversations, was now lifeless. Desks that were once cluttered with papers and coffee cups were now empty. The bright lights above seemed to have lost their glow, highlighting the emptiness of the space.The mood was heavy and tense. What used to be a lively place for teamwork and ideas now felt cold and abandoned. The silence was thick, broken only by the occasional ticking of the clock on the wall and the faint sounds of typing and hushed conversations. This place had suddenly become a total stranger, all because of the failure of Bride Essentials last night. What was even more shocking was discovering who was behind it and her complete lack of remorse.No one could believe what had happened earlier. Everyone was at a loss for words. Of all people, Marie was the last person we would have suspected o
TristanI sat in my office, twirling a pen between my fingers, my mind spinning with thoughts of last night. Elaine was all I could think about, and it felt like I couldn’t escape her from my mind. The way she moved with such confidence and grace was like meeting a stranger. I was stunned. After five years of marriage, I had never seen this side of her. Not once. Not ever. It was as if Elaine was completely unrecognizable in my eyes, and it bothered me. Elaine had always been so quiet and plain. She was a housewife, content to stay at home while I managed everything outside. I never imagined she had any talents beyond keeping the house in order. But last night, she was someone else entirely. Poised, smart, and completely in control. The way she interacted with the guests at Roma Aesthetics was like she had done it a thousand times before. I could hardly believe it was her first corporate job. In fact, no one would ever believe that she used to be a fucking omega who knew nothing but
TristanAs soon as I heard Elaine was coming, my heart started pounding in my chest. What the hell?! Why am I nervous at the prospect of seeing her?Fuck! What is wrong with me?I clenched my fists, forcing myself to stay composed. I couldn’t let the secretary see how much Elaine’s visit was throwing me off balance. Taking a deep breath, I loosened my tie slightly, hoping it would ease the tension I felt creeping up my neck.“Please, ask Elaine to wait in the conference room,” I said, my voice surprisingly steady despite the chaos inside me. “She’ll be more comfortable there.”Before the secretary could even respond, I heard a familiar voice coming from right behind her. “No need for any unnecessary gestures. It won’t be long anyway.”My head snapped up, and there she was—Elaine Scott—standing there with that piercing gaze of hers, one that seemed to see right through me. I forced a smile, but it felt tight and unnatural. Damn this woman! What spell did she cast on me to make those pi