Vanya's POV Yes, I am. I am going far lengths to get Cian off my back. But I didn't say that out loud, I just nodded. "Far far away." I replied, putting on my sunglasses, and leaving my office.I walked confidently to my car, keeping my head up high. If I was going to do this, I was to make sure I pull it off. It was the only way I had to get Cian far away from me as possible. Well, far away, as Tara had said. Stepping into the car, I turned the ignition on and zoomed off to Tristan's office. I hadn't bothered calling him, I decided to make this a surprise visit instead. One he wouldn't be expecting."I'm here for Mr Tristan Blackwood." I said to the woman outside his office. She looked at me, an expression of surprise on her face. I could hear whispers of the other staff that were moving through the halls. They were all giving me glances of awe. It kinda felt good. "And who should I say is looking for him?"I smiled, taking off my sunglasses for the woman to take a gaze into my bl
Vanya's POV"Ahhh!!"I yelled at the top of my voice, hitting the steering wheel of my car, it's horn blaring with every blow I landed on it. I looked at the windshield of my car, wanting to shatter it to pieces. Any other mate would have jumped at the offer. How dare he try to be so righteous and reasonable? Like hell he didn't want to mark me. I could tell from his eyes that he wanted me. When you want something, and it's tossed right in front of you, given to you in a diamond platter, what stops you from taking it?!Was he trying to go by the norm of having something because you earned it? The idea of it's not really yours except you worked for it, sweated for it, fought for it and earned it. Shitty idea! I punched the horn, blaring it off so loud that a can was thrown in my direction by a woman. "Take your noise somewhere else, we don't need it!!" She yelled. I put on my sunglasses, wund down the glass of my car, and flashed the woman a finger, sending her into shock mode. Windi
Vanya's POVI turned on my heels, moving to my car. Finn was still staring at me from inside the restaurant. I flashed him a smile, which he returned, and drove off for my kids school.The school was buzzing with children and their respective guardians. I looked around the premises, trying to spot Andrew and Ryan, they were no where to be found. I walked to the office of the management. "Goodday. I'm looking for Andrew and Ryan""Goodday ma'am. You are?""Their mother." Her eyes squinted as she looked at me from my had to my toe. "Is there a problem ma?""No, there isn't. If they aren't here, then...""Mommy?" I heard Ryan call. He sounded like he was checking if it was really me. Trying to verify. I turned to him and found them with their miss bodyguard."Mommy!" I heard Andrew screeched throwing himself at me.I caught him before he could land on me, rubbing our foreheads together. I looked at Ryan, who came walking towards me, unlike his brother who ran. I dropped Andrew and picke
Vanya's POVWe walked side by side, walking towards his car. The dinner had gone fine. That was the only word I could find to describe it. The air was awfully empty, everyone , mostly the kids stealing glances at Tristan as he ate. The states were so uncomfortable, that he had been so self conscious and he choked. Ryan offered him water, watching closely as he gulped it down. He seemed so fascinated, watching Tristan eat. "If you keep watching him like that, he'll choke a second time." Andrew whispered into his brother's ear, loud enough for everyone at the table to hear. "Shhhh." Emilia hushed. "You don't talk while eating.""You're talking while eating auntie." Andrew replied as innocently as possible."That's because I'm the elder." She replied. "And the elder tells the children what to do that's good for them. So, don't talk while eating." She pointed her fork at both of them.Tristan raised his head from his food, looking at me. I immediately broke eye contact with him, focusin
Vanya's POV "What was that for?" I asked him, my voice betraying me in every aspect. "To get us a level above very close?" He raised a brow at me, winking. "You're silly." I hit him on his chest, throwing my head back in laughter. "Maybe." He shrugged. "About today..." He started."Yeah, about that...""I'll mark you, when the time's right." He completed. "This is not the right time to do so. I hope you understand." Of course I do understand. I was in desperate need to get rid of Cian, so I went for the closest option which happens to be the most selfish thing anyone could do. This was all Cian's grand plan. To make me run to Tristan for help, without telling him anything about why I need his help, thereby causing a rift, large enough for him to squeeze into. And I had fallen victim of it. But thankfully, Tristan was a man who want just any kind of man, but an understanding one that prefers to speak about his problems than boycott them. So far, as much as I knew, he was a true
Vanya's POVI rubbed my eyes, the events of yesterday night replaying on repeat in my head. I squealed with glee, kicking my legs like a baby does when the feeding bottle is shoved into it's mouth. Remembering that I was in my office on a work day, I behaved myself, putting on my CEO veil.I opened the files on my table, ad began going through them. Deal and what nots. Grey eyes flashed before my own eyes, that was how I lost concentration. My hands went to my lips, and all over again, I could feel his lips on mine. The way his lips moved against them, the way he pulled me close to him, held me. I could feel his body warmth all over again, my hands on his broad chest, then around his beautiful slender but thick neck."Miss Vanya?"I zoomed out of the land of the past to the land of the present, coming eyeball to eyeball with Tara."Yes?"She handed me papers, more paper work. "I have enough paperwork, to last me a month Tara. Would you mind compiling them digitally and sending it to me
Vanya's POV"Because you ruined my life." I looked at her like she was the crazy woman she was. I drew in a deep breath, controlling myself. I was not like her, I was in control of my emotions and not the other way around."You ruined mine too." I said to her, as calm as possible. "Have you already forgotten?""Stay away from him." I scoffed. What was I even going to be doing with someone like Cian when I had Tristan? Why would I go for a plastic spoon when I had a diamond one?But I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction that she needed. I was going to toy with her, until my heart content. After all, her and Cian are birds of a feather. "And if I don't?" I looked her in the eye, my eyes giving a cold and death glare. "I will deal with you..." She spat, each word leaving her mouth slowly and threatening. "That after I'm done with you, you'll crawl to me, begging to let you off.""Look at my face Josephine." I called out to her. "Do I look like I care?" I tilted my head to the sid
Vanya's POVI walked into the house, the lights were still on meaning that someone was still up. "You're back late." Marco said when I closed the door behind me. "The event must have ended late." Somehow, to me, he sounded tired, weary and down."Yeah, it did." Actually, it didn't. Tristan and I had had dinner before he drove me home. I couldn't mention Tristan to Marco, or anyone else to prevent questions and mischievous smirks I didn't have the strength to answer. Taking off my shoes and dropping them at the entrance into the sitting room. "Where's Emilia and the kids?""Fast asleep in their rooms.""And why are you up so late?""Thinking." Oh! Sometimes, I forget that Marco was a billionaire who had to think and put things together in his head and physically for the good of his company. "About?""A lot Vanya." He exhaled. " A lot." When he said a lot, was whatever he and Emilia had been hiding from me part of it? And just like that? My curiosity came running back. "Is what you'v
Vanya's POV "You look even better." "Don't think of blasphemy Tristan. The goddess is the best of all bests. Another headline just popped up. It says... " I paused. "A new world order, a new religion, the Blackwoods." "Indeed. A new religion. " He chuckled before he paused. "I'll get the kids from school today. You'll just have to get off from work and go home." "The last time you got the children back from school Tristan, all of you wrecked the house!" "And we apologized and promised we'd never do it again." "Whatever. Thank you for getting them in... Advance " I said to him. "At your service my queen." I smiled, grinning from ear to ear. "I love you." I said to him. "I love you more." He replied. "We'll talk later, gotta go." He mused, before blowing a kiss into the phone's speaker and then hanging up. I sat down on my seat, thinking back in all that had happened in my life. All that had happened to bring me to this day. To this moment of true happiness. I had never kn
FOUR YEARS LATER. Vanya's POV "Is this what you really want to do? Still be a chef?" My love asked. "CEO of a good company honey. And yes. That's what I want to do. What I still want to do. " I opened the door to leave, turned, and pulled him towards me with his tie, kissing him full on the lips. He edged forward, closing the door and winding the glass up. His hand trailed to my waist, pulling me closer to him, before they made to unbutton my blouse. "What are you doing?" I giggled, throwing my head back. "I told you " He grumbled. "That the next time you do this on a work day, we might end up having sex in the car. " "And I said?" "Mm... You said nothing." I opened the car door. "And silence in court means...." But I had jumped out of the car, blowing him a kiss as I shut the door. He looked like a pouting child that would soon begin to bawl. "Just go." I mouthed, shooting him away with a wave of my hand. "You're in for tonight." He mouthed back before blowing me a kiss
Vanya's POV "Wait..." Tristan paused them. "You knew he came after Vanya." He questioned his father. Which he nodded to. "Does that mean you've been in London all this while?" He nodded again. Tristan stared at him in disbelief while I listened to their story. Waiting earnestly for them to finish so I could throw everything I wanted at them. "When we heard he came after you..." My father had become serious. "I told Marco and Vladimir that it was finally time for me to come out of hiding." They both nodded. "And worst of all, when Marco told me about your outburst." They nodded again. But he continued. "They weren't really buying the idea, and Vladimir promised to take care of you and Marco but I had been hiding long enough." "So we finally decided to come out of hiding," Vladimir said. "And deal with Magnus." Marco added. The sitting room now went quiet as I weighed everything they had said. I had missed my father since I was thirteen, thinking he was dead, but he had been aliv
Vanya's POV "Is this some kind of joke to appease me?" I turned to Marco. "Joke? No. No it's... Not." "I'm not buying this shit. None of it." "And where did you learn how do speak like that little crow?" "Don't you dare call me that!" I spat at the man. "And where did you even hear that from?" "I didn't hear it from anywhere. We made it up, together. At the spring fall close to your school when you wouldn't stop crying about how boring school was and how you wanted to be a doctor but not go to school for it..." I bit my lower lip. This couldn't be happening. I was dreaming. It's all a dream. "And what did I say?" I asked him for confirmation. "If I can make it as a doctor without books, I want the world in return..." "No..." I exhaled, forcing myself to stay calm and tearless. "And I said to you..." I remembered clearly what he said to me that day. Even if you want heaven... "Even if you want heaven..." Daddy wouldn't hesitate a second... "Daddy wouldn't hesitate a
Vanya's POV I walked out of Tristan's office, and when I was out of earshot, I ran to our room, shutting the door behind me as I wailed my eyes out. I shook as the sobs took over me, fully in control. How could he? How could Marco? He was my father's best friend. He was supposed to stand by my father, was supposed to protect him. Was supposed to be a true friend. I hate him! I hate him!! I sniffled, still sitting down on the floor. How long I sat there, I couldn't recall but I knew it was well past afternoon. Tristan had come to knock on the door during lunch, asking me to eat. I had told him I wanted to be alone and wasn't in the mood to eat. "In case you change your mind." He said as I heard a rattle of plates in front of the door. "I'll leave your lunch here." Then he had left. After some time, he had come to the door again, knocking to check up on me. "I'm fine," I replied. "Vanya..." He started. "I know it's tough. I wish I could help... Or... Or do something." He sig
Tristan's POV I was in my study with Vanya that morning when Adam and some of my men brought Magnus into my office. Hands bound as he knelt him down before us. I was sitting on the arm of the seat while Vanya sat on it. From where he knelt, Magnus glared at us. His face filled with venom. Like the fuck I cared. He had gone after Vanya for whatever crooked reason it was. Had killed her father, my father's very good friend. He had ruined her chance of having a father and a mother too, potentially making her an orphan. The reason my Luna had no parents as shoulders to lean on, was because of this man. And heaven knew, I wanted to rip out his throat. There was a tremble on his venomous face even though he tried to hide it. He only glared as a defense mechanism. "Such a flimsy defense you have there Magnus." No need putting the Alpha's honorific anyway. He didn't deserve that respect. He blinked that I called him by his name but covered the shock on his face by glaring harder. "Oh!"
Tristan's POV "I'm fine talking while standing." Her voice came out wobbling. And she folded her arms, warily watching us. I nodded, going straight to the point. "What did you say to Vanya that made her stomp off?" Her eyes softened. "She didn't tell you. So why should I?" Angel snorted behind me. I rubbed my temples, realizing I too was standing. "So much drama in a day." She whispered behind me. The woman shot her a glare which Angel returned with a bare of her wolf canines. "You claim to be her mother..." "I am her mother." She cut me off, her voice almost a screech. Two of my men moved to get a hold of her as she strolled towards me, but I motioned them to remain put. "I carried her for nine months and almost died giving birth to her." "So why disappear all these years and appear now to try and talk to her?" She squinted angrily at me. "Yeah." I continued before she could speak. "Vanya has never mentioned you to me before. Never." "Who knows, that may be because you are
Tristan's POV "You should have found out!" I yelled a her. "What?! You expected me to eavesdrop on their conversation?!" Before I could reply, she added. "What is wrong with you?! You've barely been married a month and you're already acting like a big bad dog!" I took some steps towards her. "You don't get to speak to me like that! And after all that happened, she shouldn't be out there alone!" "When has she never been able to handle herself?" She threw at me, contempt in her voice. "When you weren't officially mated, it was eight bodyguards, now the whole world knows, you might actually keep tabs on her every movement. In case you don't know brother, it's spying and a sign that your suffocating, over protective nature that cost our mother her life, is resurfacing again! " The room stilled, I stilled and so did she when she realized what she has just said. I took steps backwards, watching her as I shook my head in utter disbelief. "Wow Angel. Just wow!" "Tristan I'm sorry." "N
Tristan's POV I killed the ignition of my car, sitting there and thinking about nothing in particular but everything at once. Vanya had only met Selena once and they had not gotten along. Not as if any one could ever get along with Selena. But why would Magnus go after Vanya? What did he want from her? ***Flashback*** Vanya was speaking to the strange woman who claimed to be her mother, so I decided to go back to my house which was now Angel's house to wait for Adam after I had sent him to figure out who the rogues were and why they wanted Vanya when Angel came to me. "There was one thing I noticed about the rogues. I didn't want to let you know about it because Vanya was there." I sat back down, placing my coat on the seat I had been seating on. "What was it?" "All the men had a wolf tattoo on their right shoulders." "Werewolves have tattoos all the time Angel." "I know." She countered. "But it was split in half." She looked at me, going still for a moment before that still