Catherine's POV: My eyes fluttered open to the saturated morning sunlight pouring in through the windows. The drapes had been pulled to the side and I watched with satisfaction as the birds chirped in trees. Somehow, this brought tranquil to my soul and I sank into the bed, moaning softly as I wrapped my arms around the pristine white covers. I had woken up in Michael's bed once again and of course, I had an idea that he was probably not in bed as the kids could be really demanding. It made me realize that he usually woke up before me. Chuckling, I rolled over to see that the bed was empty. Of course. "Do you realize how much of a sleepy head you are?" I looked towards the end of the bed to see Michael standing in front of his closet. He was shirtless and rummaging about his closet for something to wear. I watched his back move with surprising ease. He looked yummy and all I wanted to do was climb out of the bed and walk over to him so I could wrap my arms around
Catherine's POV: I was slowly starting to enjoy breakfast and dinner with Michael and the kids. The tension was no longer there and I could easily just speak to anyone without the fear of being talked back to really rudely. Michael constantly added a few chunks of meat into my plate from his as he was already filled up from eating so much pasta. "I've always hated meatballs," he grimaced as he added another one onto Julia's plate. She giggled and showed it to Jason who ignored her. "It's not something I am used to eating. " "The kids wanted it and you also said you wanted to try it out," I knifed through my meat as I continued to eat it. "I see no reason why you're backing out now." Julia giggled. "Daddy, don't you like it?" Harvey grimaced and shook his head. "I mean, I do. But not so much. I can manage to eat the pasta but the meatballs? Ugh." Pushing my seat back, I stood to my feet and walked to the kitchen. Luckily enough, the maids were deep frying meat i
Catherine's POV; Following Jennifer had to be the biggest mistake I'd ever made since I walked into the company. I should have just told her I was okay waiting until Michael came in search of me. The receptionist looked like she had agreed so she nodded and I followed after Jennifer, unsure of what to do. "So you're here to see your husband?" Jennifer asked as we walked towards the elevator that would take us up to his office. Then she cackled. "He's not your husband. I just remembered. You both got divorced from what I heard, right?" I choose not to give her a reply. Instead, I stood in the elevator, looking up at the ceiling and finding a way to get myself distracted from whatever she was saying. She scoffed and walked out of the elevator as soon as the doors opened, turning to look at me with raised brows. "Are you coming with me or not?" Sighing, I slipped my fingers around the handle of my bag before walking out of the elevator. This was my first time b
Alpha Michael's POV: The rest of the meeting went by in a blur. I could barely concentrate on what the men were saying. All I wanted to do was walk out of that room and tell the men never to return. These weren't the investors I was expecting. They looked like they were scammers disguising as stinking rich Arabians. Finally, the meeting was over. I shook hands with the men and promised to get back to them before they left and as soon as they did, I turned to my employees. "Who was the one who referred them to us?" They all looked from one person to the other and soon enough, they had their eyes on one of the men seated at the far end of the room. He looked older than everyone here with a pair of thin glasses against his eyes. Pushing to his feet, he nodded. "It was a push notification so I clicked on it and saw that it was a great opportunity. We have had contracts with other Arabian investors and that has always turned out well so I believed it was the s
Catherine's POV: I remained seated on his lap while he spoke on the phone and as soon as he was done, I turned to him. "Is something wrong?" He sighed and slipped his fingers into his hair before letting out a deep sigh. "Well, not really. I just need to see someone and it's really urgent." I pushed to my feet immediately, pushing the plate aside before turning to him. "Are you going to be gone for long? I can wait if that's what you want." He pushed to his feet and shook his head. "Whenever he calls, I'd spend the whole day there or running around. It's just a lot that had to be done. Can you drive back home? Or I could ask someone to drive you home." "Oh, don't worry," I pulled my keys out of my bag and dangled it in his face. "I came with a car. I drove here so going back isn't going to be so hard for me." Sighing, he nodded and picked his phone and his keys next before pulling me into a hug and kissing me. "Drive safe." "How do I lock your office?" "
Alpha Michael's POV: "What do you suggest we do now?" Shaft asked as he drew back his phone and placed it on the concrete slab. We were standing at the rooftop of the apartment building that secretly housed his office, looking down at the city down below. "She's using a whole lot of people and I may start to believe your step brother has a connection to what is happening." “Peter is always in the middle of anything relating to my downfall so I am not surprised," I sighed. "I just realized that I have been holding back too much because he's my brother and I don't want to hurt him. Imagine how much damage that has caused." "Why don't you just end it all?" Shaft shrugged. "I mean, you're not even that related to him. He's your step-brother and was birthed by another woman." "I feel pity for him," I chuckled to myself and looked down at my feet. I kicked a ball of paper and watched it roll down the drain before I followed to see it flying down the road. "I found out the t
Catherine's POV: The car finally came to a halt as commanded by the man. He had asked me to pull over at the entrance of the woods and I did as he had asked, pushing the door open and quickly going to the back to grab the kids. Julia's eyes were red from crying and Jason had gone silent but I could see the fear in his eyes. He was more than afraid and honestly, I totally understood why he would be. "Now, walk that path." The man continued. "And don't waste my time while doing that. I do not have the patience to wait!" "Mum," Julia began, her voice shaky as we climbed out of the car. The man behind us kept pushing at me to keep walking and that had me and the kids almost falling over to the other side. "Where are we going?" I did not stop walking as I turned to look at my daughter. She whimpered softly and I did not miss the tears in her eyes. "Move!" The man snapped before I could give a reply. I flinched and Julia burst into tears. She was ripped out of my
Alpha Michael's POV: The shrill ring of my phone permeated into my ears and I turned immediately, snatching it up from the cupholder beside me. I decided that it was one of the men working towards rescuing Catherine and the kids that had called. I picked up the call just as I swerved into the next highway that led towards the northern part of the city. I was going to pay Peter a visit. He surely had an idea of where my family was since all he had done in the past few months was remind me that I had to watch my back or else, he was going to strike really hard. Hitting the gas once again, kept driving and brought the phone to my ears. "What's up?" Sniffles came first and confused, I believed it was Catherine and hoped she had gotten a phone and snuck out to call me. "Catherine?" I called again. "Is that you? Are you crying?" "It's Jennifer." At first, I decided to stop in the middle of the road and give her a piece of my mind for calling me this late but I refrained f