TRISTAN'S POVI was already there by 5:00pm but decided to wait for her in my car. She came out of the office by 5:12pm checking to see if she would see my car by any chance. Thankfully, I hadn't come with the car I normally came with. I had changed it to a black Audi instead. She checked the time on her phone, pouted and walked back inside.She came out again by 5:25pm with her bag. "You seem to be expecting someone." Tara said behind her making her jolt up."As if you're not going to meet mark this evening. And who knows, perhaps spend the night together." She winked at her assistant, giving her a shy smile an shaking her shoulders."You decieve people with your looks." Tara said to her making me give a little laugh. Vanya laughed, her laugh making mine freeze mid air. There was nothing more heart warming to me than seeing her laugh genuine laughter. The way the corners of her eyes slightly went up without folding completely, the way she threw her head backwards, sometimes closing h
Tristan's POVBy the time we got to the roof, the food had already been set, and night had come. The servants bowed as soon as we walked in, leaving the rooftop in it's magic of lit candles instead of the day's lighting to us. I heard a soft gasp of awe escape Vanya's lips, and I was glad that she loved it. I pulled out one of the two seats for her, while she's still looked around, drinking in the room and it's full surrealism."It's beautiful." She sat down while I sat on the other. She looked at the food on the table, and smiled at me. "So, you made these yourself. ""I what?""Don't say anything contradictory. I know you did. Angel told me.""Ahh..." That must have been what she had whispered to her. I gave a light chuckle rubbing my ears. "Well... Yes. I made these myself.""It's beautiful." She commented on the food, giving me a look from beneath her lashes that unlike Selena's that disgusted me, made my heart skip a bit. We ate dinner while having light conversations about rand
VANYA'S POV:My palms splayed across Tristan's chest, I could feel the hard muscle under his skin. For a moment I was stunned. This wasn't the body of just a normal office worker. They didn't have this amount of toned muscles, like he was a trained warrior. I pushed the shirt off his body he helped get out of it and throw it to the side. And my breath caught in my throat. My mouth watered as I stared at him. At the perfection that was this man. "Hey," His voice was soft.I looked up at him. "You're so handsome," I said with a soft giggle. I ran my hands across his chest and down his abs."You flatter me." He said softly.I could feel the mark on my neck pulsing. The mate mark. It felt so good, like endorphins were been pumped into my bloodstream. My body felt like it was on fire, a slow torturous heat that threatened to consume me whole. I want him. All of him.His eyes moved to my top, and I saw a flash of irritation in his eyes. His hand came up to my neck and touched the mark th
Vanya's POVHe removed himself from my breast with a filthy "pop" Sound that had blood rushing to my head. "You're soaking,""Don't say that!" I covered my face with my hands. "Don't say stuff like that!""But it's true." He took my hand and pulled it down. "you should see for yourself,"I gasped as my fingers grazed myself. My eyes widened and I looked at him, shocked and embarrassed, and at the same time impossibly turned on."Do you feel it?" He whispered, leaning down to kiss my lips briefly. "I haven't even done anything, and you're so wet already.""It's biology," I said.He burst out laughing. "Biology? Well I'd be damned. Lift your hips for me okay."I turned an even darker shade of red. "Don't say things like that." You're making me shy. Incredibly shy."My apologies," He said, in a tone that meant he wasn't sorry at all. I lifted my hips off the bed, unable to meet his eyes as he took my panties off. My eyes met mine in the mirror. My body, lithe and naked, and looking so s
Vanya's POV I watched as people trooped into the 'Marigold Afternoon of Lunches', an event held once every year that every food company looked forward to. This was where the luncheon of our newest dish was taking place. The weather was promising, so was the atmosphere and the people's happy chatters. "Going as planned." Tara sighs falling beside me. "It's all set." Acknowledging what she had spoken with a nod, my eyes moved to where our dish was set. We had decided to buy that space because of how into sight it was. It was the first dish everyone saw when they stepped into the hall. "I wish I could eat now." Tara groaned. "Not until all the food here is fully launched. " She groaned, slouching before raising herself up again. The place kept flooding with people who had come to taste the new dishes that were going to be released into the world today. It was a grand opportunity to find investors for the food company owners, and no one slept on such opportunity. Especially when there w
Vanya's POV"Oh my God..." I covered my mouth with my hands. The audience was thrown into a fit as the other two joined the first man, collapsing to the floor. "Call the ambulance!!!" Marigold yelled, running to the men of the floor. My food had been poisoned. I drew in shaky breaths as the people began to troop out of the hall in a bid to get far away from the event as possible. She turned to me, her face nothing but anger. "You've ruined me!" She yelled at me."I swear I had no....""You had no idea miss Jacobs?! No idea?! Is this how incompetent and careless you are? This is unhygienic?!" She yelled at me, her voice rattling the glasses. "And here I was thinking about all your praises that had been sung. Guess I was stupid.""No... This is not... I don't know this would happen. I had no hand in it. My kitchen is pristine, it's..." But she had already turned away from me to the ambulance that had arrived, some paramedics carrying the three men into it, heading straight to the hospi
VANYA'S POV"I've been waiting for the moment you'll ask me to do that." He replied, the sound of keys of a keyboard being strick resonating the air. "We also found something else while digging." Something else? What I had on my plate wasn't it more than enough? "Does it have to do with destroying Josephine and burning her to the ground?""Then I don't think I have business with...""You see, this is why we don't get along Vanya. You don't even want to hear what it is. Well, your call not mine.""Wait!" I beckoned on him before he could end the call. "I'm not in the best mood right now.""I know. I saw the news. But this news I come with cannot guarantee you a light heart, just so you know, Josephine was also the one responsible for all those rumours that were spread about you." I scoffed and began to laugh, my voice slowly dropping to barely a whisper."That makes sense." I said to myself rather than to him. "All of it now makes sense." I sank into my seat, my hands in my hair. She
Vanya's POVI got them dismissed due to how late it already was and sent them home leaving Tara and some of the communication team members. Jeremy and Samson refused to leave so I let them stay. We needed security after all. Night came, and we hadn't heard from Mike. "He says he's still working on it." Tara had said. So the both of us, the communication team and the security had to spend the night in the company. None of us slept. We worked all through the night, as we worked to patch the damage and see what we could do about the hearing that was coming up, all I could think of was the next move from here, the next step to take. What of Mike couldn't find the culprit? The thoughts took the better of me until we began to hear the chirping of birds.Thankfully, the chiming of phones and the consistent calls had been reduced. So we showered and freshened up. Thank goodness we had bathrooms and clothes in the office. It was not until 1:45 p.m. that Mike came into the office with a youn
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
Vanya's POV Marco still looked at me, his hands in his pockets. My wolf lurched, a bone in my hand cracking. Emilia screamed, taking two steps back while Marco's eyes widened at the broken bone in my arm. I snapped my hand up, snapping the bine into place I was so angry I couldn't feel the pain. "Was this why you took me in when I had nowhere to go? Guilty conscience?" I laughed. "That was what the both of you were speaking about when I met you in your room wasn't it?" Emilia's face turned pale, but Marco was unflinching. "You treat me like your fucking daughter when you had a hand in my father's death. And to believe he called you friend. To believe he believes in you to take care of me. To be my second home." The tears pricked my eyes, one finding its way down. But Marco just stood there, staring at me like I was a hurt puppy who had lost its way. My wolf snapped again, a bone in my shoulder and my left arm breaking, alongside other bones. I lurched for Marco but Emilia caught m
Vanya's POV "Vanya!" Angel screamed running out to meet me as I walked with fury towards my car. The only thing on my mind—what I had just heard. "Vanya!" She roughly turned me, backing away as she beheld my face. Before her eyes moved to the woman that I had been with, as she walked out of the house. She glared at the woman before looking back at me. "Where are you going? What's wrong?" "Nothing," I replied with a straight face. "I just want to pay my guardians a visit." The word guardians was an effort to spit out as it almost choked me. "Help me look after the kids just for one more day... Just for today. I'll be back soon." I unlocked the car with the key and got into it. "Is that all?" She asked not believing me at all. "Yes." I exhaled. "That's all. And when Tristan returns, tell him not to come after me." I shouldn't have added that suspicious piece of information, but I had to. To prevent anyone from coming to find me. "Vanya." My so-called mum spoke. I hit the steerin
Vanya's POV "Tristan!" Her voice came out almost like a shriek and a crashing sound followed suit accompanied by her unsteady breathing... And their others. Shit the twins. "What's wrong?" Tristan had straightened up, and my face had gone pale. "Rouges." She said, her breathing still unstable, her voice barely audible. "Is that daddy?" Andrew's voice came on. "Shh." She shushed him up. "They had gotten in while we were out. But we had seen them before they could see..." A loud sound came from the phone, like furniture being shifted against the tile floor before we heard the twins scream. "Shit!" Angel exclaimed, and the line went dead. "No!" My hands flew to my mouth as I sprang up from the bench, the ice cream in my hands finding refuge on the floor. "Vanya." Tristan turned me to him. "Breathe. They're going to be fine." "We need to leave. Now." "I know." "You'll have to call your men to come pick up the bags." He nodded. We boarded a cab with nothing but the clothes on
Vanya's POV When Tristan and I finally saw it fit to get out of the tub, we had breakfast at one of the choicest restaurants nearby. We had contemplated room service, but we were here to explore together. Room service only had many confinements, and we had had enough of that and could go back to it after our honeymoon. But not now. We had Duck Confit for breakfast, accompanied by a drink they called Perrier. The waiter that had served us mentioned something about the drink saying it was a brand of sparkling mineral water sourced from a particular spring in either the south of France. He said a lot which I couldn't remember. Tristan and I had only nodded understanding little or none of what he had said. The only thing that registered in our brains was sparkling mineral water. The rest is gone. After breakfast, we got some macarons at a nearby kiosk, as we walked the streets back to our hotel. Our fingers were intertwined as we walked, the street music filling our ears with awe an
Vanya's POV He giggled and broke out into a genuine laugh. One of its kind. A laughter that came from deep within his soul. And I couldn't have asked for more from Celeste. The laughter finally died down, and we just stood, watching each other, none of us breaking eye contact. He carefully sat me down on the bed, not breaking eye contact. My hands went to face, brushing away strands of hair, then moved to his cheeks and his lips before my eyes went back to his eyes. He squatted there, watching me before I leaned in and gave him a brief kiss. I moved back. "That's it?" It was the calm in his voice that made me laugh. "You're hungry," I replied getting up from the bed. "Let's eat. " Before I could get a reply, I walked to the door of the bedroom and into the sitting room. It was when I got to the exit that he leaned at the door of the bedroom pouting. "I don't know you were the teasing type." He grumbled walking towards me. His voice dropped an octave. "Perhaps I have a lot to