CHAPTER 12. MY MATE IS WITH A CHILDRYDERSeconds passed, and she was still here, not disappearing or vanishing like the mirage I thought she was. I was slowly taking the risk of accepting that she was indeed real. With that acceptance, came a surge of emotions. I was struck by overwhelming emotions and it had me in place, just staring at her. If she was Hara if this was my Hara, then how the fuck did she get here? The last time I checked, she'd vanished into thin air, making me look like a liar, a fool, and a delusional man. How had she shown up here so easily? Perhaps, did she come here, upon hearing that I'd looked for her?That wouldn't be the case. She seems so terrified and distorted at my presence. If she'd come here for me, then she'd show it. She'd acknowledge me, not get this terrified.With that option off the list of the possible reasons she's here, there was only one option left - she came here on her own. But why?What happened that night? What's she doing here? With
CHAPTER 13. SWEET REVENGE FOR MY MATERYDER“I'm really sorry, your highness, but that's all I know about her. She did not love interacting with others, and would rather keep to herself, always. There's no information about her past, friends, relatives, or even acquaintances.“I finally looked up from the resume I was holding. It was Hara's resume. Staring at it for half an hour and wishing it had more information to offer was just hurting my feelings. I'd asked for it in a rush, thinking I could find a little clue about her past years, or what she'd been doing since she vanished. I was pretty much amazed when all the resume had was just her fake identity, Suzy, and an age I wasn't sure was real. Just a name and age. Nothing more. No records of distant or close relatives. No records of her qualifications. Nothing. It was the silliest of things. I've never seen such a blank resume ever. This just proved how incompetent this buffalo of a manager was, and I was itchy to knock some lif
CHAPTER 14. THE UNEXPECTED VISITOR The rain draped down my skin in a steady, downpour. I was wet like a puppy and my hair was sleek and glued to my face. It was heavy rain and a weird change in the weather. No one had mentioned the possibility of rain today. The day had also been so bright and had no trace of a storm. All of a sudden, the cloud had turned gloomy and the rain came down.The sidewalks were filled with people running to take shelter from the rain. I seemed to be the only one who wasn't in a hurry to leave the rain. Although, I was cold down to my marrows and my feet shook like I was going through a thousand series of orgasms, making it harder for me to walk. But the rain was cooling my mind, toning down the heated thoughts and emotions. That's why I didn't wanna leave it in a hurry, even if I get sick from it afterward.The distance to my house has never felt so far and it felt like I've been walking for hours when it's only been minutes. The event of the day suddenly
CHAPTER 15. MY MATE LOVES ANOTHER RYDERStanding with my shoulders slumped, waiting impatiently for her permission was certainly not my favorite moment. It was almost a minute and she was yet to say something. She was just staring at me, with a furrowed brow and a confused look. Her expression didn't quite define what her exact thoughts at the moment were. And I had to know, what she thought of my request to come in. My heart raced at the possibility of her turning down my request. I, for one, will never force myself inside but I will not be able to leave here either. It's gonna be a dilemma. A fucked up dilemma, to be exact. I didn't want to do it again. I didn't want to tap into her mind, at least, without her consent. But the wait was killing me, and she didn't seem like she was going to be giving me a reply anytime soon. I had to know for sure what my chances were. If at the end of this waiting, she'll let me in.Although, it was understandable that she'd be so startled by my vi
CHAPTER 16. BE MY SPYFeeling like a disowned pet, I couldn't take myself back to the palace looking so pathetic. I was sulking and it would get tongues wagging if I showed up in the palace in such a manner.I stopped by a bar in the area and had some shots of whiskey. Been a while since I had a drink, and right now, I was gulping them down as if my life depended on it. I was far from being okay, but the sun had set and the cloud was pitch dark. I had to return to the palace.I paid for my drinks and headed home.The palace was still busting with activities, as it always does. I avoided the main entrance and got inside through the back instead. I was in no mood for the formalities and meetings. All I wanted was to lock myself in my room and sulk to my heart's content.I'd barely made it to the elevator when Father halted my steps with his words.*Ryder, finally you're back,“ His voice echoed in the hallway.“Yes, Father. I'm back. And if you'd excuse me, I'll like to get some rest. I
CHAPTER 17. JOB-HUNT HARAI shrieked as another thunderbolt tore through the clouds. It was heavier than the ones before it and it struck down a flower vase. I took refuge in a newspaper vendor store and watched the owner of the flower vase in the next store weep for her loss. There were so many flower vases on display. And this was a small, market area, so there was no doubt what just broke was a huge loss. She struggled to take them inside, and I would have helped if I was still cleared for such tedious work. My pregnancy had me tied in a knot.I looked up at the cloud hopefully, but its gloominess killed whatever hope might have sprung up in me. There was no sign the rain would be ceasing anytime soon. So we were still at the mercy of these thunderbolts.My raincoat was drenched from the many hours I spent in the rain. I've been out all morning, just like every other morning for the past week.It's been a week since I quit working at the bar. I hadn't realized my rash decision
CHAPTER 18. HAUNTED BY MY NIGHTMARESHARALUCID NIGHTMARES.That's what they call it. Because in the nightmare I'm having at the moment, I'm aware that I'm dreaming, that I'm having another nightmare. And they weren't just any random nightmares, they were a reoccurrence of my past with Roland.*I'm walking down a lonely alley with a bag of groceries. I took this route to get home faster. Roland texted me half an hour ago that he was hungry and I should get my ass back home quickly. I almost bolted out of the mall at his text but I was yet to buy half the things I needed. I tried to be a lot faster, but it's been half an hour already. I'm terrified of what his reactions would be that I hadn't returned home at the exact time I got the text. I have to hurry back.I started sprinting and in a few minutes, I was approaching my doorstep. When I turned the doorknob and walked in, I thought he'd left. There was no sign of him.I heaved in relief and shut the door. Just then, I felt a hard p
CHAPTER 19. NO MORE HANKY-PANKY RYDERAlighting from my private jet, I was met with repeated camera flashes and was swamped up by a bunch of paparazzi and reporters. They held out their recorders and were throwing a bunch of questions my way.It was raining. Not the thunderstorm kind of rain, but yeah, it was raining. And it's unbelievable that these humans would stand out here to suck the life out of me when they should be helping those already affected by the constant rain.With my sunglasses on and an umbrella over my head, I was guarded to my car. The door opened and I slid in, shutting off their shouting and interrogation.“Stupid humans,“ I grunted. How could they be so jobless?“Welcome back, Sir,“ Tiffany spoke up. For a second there, I'd forgotten she was right beside me. Tiffany was my human secretary. When it comes to matters that involve my partnership and business deals with humans, she takes a record of all that. She maps out my schedule and emails them to Jason. Tiffa