"Hmm… It's awfully quiet," I say to myself as I drive inside the mansion.Because of what happened I couldn't pick Vida up and decided to send her a text that I wouldn't be home early, but for some reason, I keep having goosebumps and feel rather quite restless. It feels as though my heart is about to pop out of my chest.This is an odd feeling."We're here Alpha," George tells me and I immediately recover from my thoughts.Tiredly I lag and get inside the mansion and yet again I'm bothered by this feeling of emptiness and anxiety."Where are the children?" I asked a nearby maid."They… they're in their rooms fast asleep Alpha."She lowers her head, her eyes seeming to sway side to side as if avoiding me, and it's not just her but everyone inside, the moment I walked in it felt like they were bothered about something."I see," Not bothering myself with their thoughts, I start climbing the stairs when I feel a sudden hand clinging to my sleeve.The room is in stand still, everyone seem
Vida's POV"Make sure this woman never steps foot inside the ever again," Dexter warns as the scheming woman is dragged away screaming at the top of her lungs about how Dexter has made a mistake."Um–" he mumbles behind me, I turn around and stare with my arms crossed. Dexter looks rather bothered and concerned about me but I'm still pissed about what happened this morning but since he's helped me, I guess I'll forgive him just once."There's no need to say anything, it's all in the past," I tell him while glancing towards the direction of my helper.Without hesitation I take her hands in mine and shake them rather violently, unable to contain my happiness, "Thank you very much for helping me, you can't imagine how grateful I am to you for what you have just done for me."It was the first time someone stepped in to defend me sincerely and not because I had something they needed or so."There's no reason to thank me, I've known her for many years, people like her are the worst," she te
"Dismissed," Dexter closes today's meeting, and everyone except him and I are left behind.Contrary to this morning he's looking rather drained and tired that he leans back in his chair, his legs stretched out as he signs repeatedly."Have you finally decided to talk to me?" He asks without even glancing at me.Nervously I fondle my fingers, constantly looking at him and lowering my eyes the next second."Not at all, o just wanted to know the company status, what's going on, who owns this company, could you at least put what happened this morning aside and talk to me, this is business we're talking about, we're at work," I bluntly tell him.Dexter flinches, I don't know why, but he did, and that bothers me, especially while he's staring at me with those angry eyes of his as if he were aiming to murder me.He growls faintly before he sits up, his eyes staring away from mine and into a corner which confuses me, considering the fact that between the both of us, it should be I who's furio
"You don't mind that I'm human, Ma'am?" I ask the woman curiously.It's the first time someone's stood up for me and I can't help but melt with happiness from knowing I have someone by my side."Not Ma'am, Genevieve," she corrects me with her name.Again my eyes glow and I stare back at her son and then his mother, comparing these two who are completely opposites of each other and snicker."If only he was like his mother." I think to myself with annoyance."Don't try to compare us in that head of yours," Dexter says from behind me.I'm caught off guard when I turn around and find his fingers delivering a powerful flick to my head."Ow!" I yell while I rub my forehead with glares of daggers directed towards him.Once again, I can't help but wish he were more like his mother."Genevieve, can I call you Jenny?" I ask all rolled up with excitement."Yes you can," she answers sweetly with a chuckle that sounds like melodies to my ear."You… don't mind that I'm human?"Jenny frowns at my qu
"You're crazy," he yells into my face, pushing my hands away from blocking both sides of his chair.Haiz!He has no idea just how much thought and brain work I put into this to come up with a good idea."Just trust me, it'll work," I say, adding pressure to my words, but he shuts me up with his left hand and I have no other option than to keep quiet.Dexter maintains some silence, and I wait by a corner giving him some time to think.A minute p*ss…Two minutes goes by…Before I could realise it, it's been ten minutes and he's still not said anything other than stare into a blank space and caressing his temple."Ugh!" Dexter groans, his hand finally reaching for his phone."Have those in the project planning community come to the meeting room within the next five minutes," he orders before hanging up.I'm beyond delighted to see that he could trust me this much. I'm so happy that I could hug him but Dexter keeps glaring at me.As if relieved he lays back in his chair and after a few se
The more I stare at the reservation on my phone the more worried I become."Yes, what time would you like to meet?" I text back.Within seconds my phone buzzes as a reply comes in as quickly as possible."6 pm," it says."Is there a problem?" Dexter asks with a slight shake."Um. Not at all, I just have to meet up with someone later today," I reply. "Excuse me," I say hurriedly and leave his office to return to mine leaving Dexter glaring at me which I simply ignore to avoid letting my emotions get the best of me.As soon as I shut the door of my office I hurry to my desk and sit down. My phone is before me on my table as I ponder deeply about this text.This doesn't make any sense.The venue which has been reserved tonight frightens me more than I can imagine.Diner Lingo, it's a restaurant known for its intercontinental dishes and is very popular but aside from its popularity, one thing remained well-known about this restaurant.It's price tag.Not just anyone can walk in and out of
I couldn't waste any more time as soon as the next day arrived, I had to report to Dexter everything that had happened till now.Unlike my promise to return home last night, I slept out with Hannah, and the result was fifty-eight missed calls from Dexter.It would have been fifty-nine but I picked up the last one and my ears were almost destroyed by his scolding over the phone."Where are you right now?" He asks, despite the report from his men which states that I was far from home and at a hotel.I'm pretty certain he got that message because I was present and asked his men to personally call Dexter before me and tell him that I wasn't returning last night.It was immediately after reporting to Dexter that he sort of ended my life with non-stop calls even while knowing that I was refusing to pick up the call."I told you, I'm in a hotel, I'm doing my best so I can leave for work this morning. I'll meet you there so you have nothing to worry about," I tell him while putting on my make
"Vida?!" He calls out to me, still awaiting my response as I stare with a puzzled mind."Hmm?""I asked, would you hate me to the point of wishing me dead, or destroyed?"Dexter's holding on tightly to my right hand upon his shoulder, his head slightly tilted to rest upon my hand.I can feel his soft hair gently tickle my skin to the point where I'm tempted to touch it.Never did it cross my mind that such a day would come when I would need to think about this, and I never thought he was someone capable of asking such a question as well.I'm unsure how to respond to his question as it has never crossed my mind before.I find myself asking repeatedly if I would do the same thing Hannah did and I'm conflicted with different thoughts and worries.Perhaps I would, perhaps I wouldn't.I've never been so conflicted about something like this before and yet here I am struggling to understand what I want if I need to give him a proper answer.If it were to be about two months ago, my answer wo