Alpha Michael's POV: If Jennifer thinks she can seduce me by going naked, then she is definitely onto something that would lead to her getting crazily disappointed. "What are you doing, Jennifer?" She shrugged and picked a glass of champagne from the table directly beside her. She takes a sip and comes to stand a few inches away from me before taking me in. "What do you think I am doing, Michael? Don't you remember how this used to turn out? You would pay me a visit and I would be stark naked, waiting for you to take me in your arms and make love to me. Have you forgotten how you would lift me up and plaster kisses down every part of my body before you push me against the window behind me and fuck the living daylights out of me. Don't you miss those times? Don't you want us recreating it or are you pretending not to care? Tell me, Michael. Tell me the fucking truth." I burst into laughter, making sure I have her staring at me like I have grown three heads. "Whatever u
Catherine's POV: It's been several hours and I have heard nothing from Michael. After he shot out of the dining room with speed while we were still laughing and dining, I didn't know what to make of it so I gave him a call after a few minutes and he promised that he was going to be back last night. But it was already noon and I was yet to see him. I keep checking my phone from time to time with the hopes that he was going to call back to assure me that all was well. But I got no calls. Not even Trenton or the other men who's contact I had returned my call. I moved about my day in a melancholic daze. The kids kept asking about Michael and I had to put up with lies, promising that he was going to return tomorrow or so. I told them he had someplace important to keep the questions from coming. After breakfast this morning, I had spent my time asking the guards who hadn't left along with him of his whereabouts and all they kept telling me was that they couldn't let
Alpha Michael's POV: "Are you going to speak or do you want to remain here?" I asked and was already tired looking at Jennifer. She looked up at me and laughed before lowering her head. "There's nothing to talk about, Michael. Do not ask me." "Like I want to," I pull to my feet before checking the time. It's almost evening. To think that I have been trying to get answers from Jennifer while interchanging from my hotel room close by and back, is draining. I am insanely tired but Jennifer is on the verge of telling me the truth. I can't risk that in any way. "Just go on your way. You've been at this for over twelve hours. Do I look like I am ready to tell you the truth? Not at all. So run along. Go back to your family now that the divorce papers have been destroyed!" Scoffing, I burst into laughter. "How poetic of you, Jennifer. You look so serious talking about this and honestly, you couldn't be more right. After you have been properly dealt with, I will return to my f
Catherine's POV: Like Michael is the catalyst to every good thing that has been happening today, Julia is suddenly better when she awakens from her sleep. We were all in the living room, playing monopoly while Jason played with his candies when Julia slipped into the room, surprising us all. She climbed into Michael's arms and he cradled her, whispering into her ears as she whined and soon enough, she was ticking with laughter as he said a few words to her. I had never felt this content and happy since I could last remember but looking at them both now, I knew it was all worth it. I knew I could count on a happy ending. Also, I couldn't wait for Michael to announce whatever was making him happy. You know, I thought something bad had happened when he didn't return my calls last night. I mean, why didn't he pick my calls if everything was alright but seeing him, I knew that even if he didn't have a tangible explanation as to why he didn't return my calls, whatever ann
Catherine's POV: "Your hair looks wonderful," Gina said right after she patted it to remain in place. I was seated in front of the mirror, dressed in the most beautiful gown I'd ever worn. It was a silk forest green dress, stopping very far away from my knees and having coiffures that ruffled the dress. The bodice was carved in a cup shape, showing off my cleavages in the most decent way while leaving something for the mind to fish for. Michael had gotten this dress for me last night with a sweet not attached to it. I had kept it close to my bedside table, reading it from time to time and keeping it so I could do it over and over again. My makeup was flawless and perfectly minimalist. I literally wanted to eat myself up because I could barely recognise the woman seated in front of this mirror. My neck was adorned with a gold necklace having an emerald pendant hanging off it and I had emerald teardrop earrings dangling off my ears. Gina had surprised me this morn
Alpha Michael's POV: I had carefully planned out today even if it was an impromptu party. Thankfully, my friends had responded positively to the invitation, mostly because we were going to be having an outdoor party with a grill in place. That had been some sort of bait because most of my friends only loved to attend outdoor parties. The married ones mostly. As for the single ones, all they attended were either balls or outdoor parties like these, mostly because there were beautiful women around. Dinner parties weren't their forte. "Hey, bud," Trey, who was in charge of the drinks, came to stand beside me right after drinks had been placed into the coolers. "What's with you looking this elated today? I've not seen you this way for a long time. You barely ever reply to my texts or pick up my calls. So tell me, what exactly is it?" I flipped the large pound of meat over, chuckling to myself before I replied to him. "Well, I got good news." "How good is the news? En
Catherine's POV: "Hello there, you must be Catherine." I turned to see a woman, dressed in a purple gown that flowed to her legs standing before me with a smile on her face. She had a shock of jet back hair that flowed to her waist. I barely even recognized her and that was when it dawned on me that I knew none of Michael's friends or the people he related with. I had no idea how that made me feel but I smiled at her. She was really polite and there was definitely no harm in speaking to her. "Hi, there. Of course, I am." "Can I?" She asked, gesturing to the empty seat before me. I nodded at her, releasing Julia who was struggling to get out of my lap so she could go play with the other kids. I allowed her before facing the woman. She took her seat and just placed her purse on the table. She had a permanent smile plastered on her face and I couldn't help but be mesmerized by it. "I didn't catch your name," I asked once she was settled in. "Rahlia," She replied w
Catherine's POV: Even as the glasses clinked, I was far away from here, my thoughts bothering around how any of these had been possible in the first place? I blinked, looking down at my drink as questions flew over my head. When did that happen? Of course, I know he meant this as a surprise for me but when had it all happened? When were the papers found? When was it destroyed? I felt my knees buck underneath me but I remained standing, trying not to look like I was the most shocked of everyone. Now, I understood why he was being all sweet to me. I had no idea what to feel. Of course, I should be happy. Hell, he had promised to go to the ends of the earth to make sure he proved to me that he really cared. But I had no idea what to trust anymore. What if he was doing this so he could get custody of the kids? Because hell, it definitely felt like that. I was jolted out of my thoughts by someone yelling and I snapped, seeing that it was one of the children who had fa