Vanya's POVThe house was quite. The kids hadn't returned from school yet. Emily had texted me with news that a small project came up after school and she was with them, but they would be a little late.I went to the kitchen to drop off the groceries I had bought. I took my time stashing everything away, once I was done I drank some water and sat at the island stool.My head felt like it was overheating. So much had happened during the day. With Cian, Josephine, then Tristan.What am I even supposed to do right now?I grabbed my head and crouched down on the table. I felt so tired like I could fall asleep on the island right there. And not to mention I had to meet with my suppliers tomorrow and clear up the air about some malicious rumors that had been spreading about me.All thanks to my darling friend, Josephine. So much for love right? So much for having friends?I got up and took a bottle of water. Why is the house so quiet? I wondered. Marco's car was still parked outside. And s
VANYA'S POV:"Miss Jacob, a surprise seeing you here." Jonas, the head of my ingredients supplier. He rose to his feet as I walked into his office. He got close and extended his hand for a handshake. "A surprise?" I asked as I shook his hand "I called you and informed you of my coming here."Recollection flashed in his eyes and he nodded. "Ah, I see. Please, have a seat. I'm sorry for the error."I took a seat. He sat on the other side of the desk, watching me closely. I noticed how tense he was, like he was really nervous about something. I cocked my head to the side and watched him closely.I swear to the heavens I've had such a stress ful day. "I'll get down to business." I said, hoping to get this done and go on with the rest of my activities lined up for the day. "Do we have a restored deal or not?"He folded his hands together, looking extremely uncomfortable. "Miss Jacob, you are aware with the nature of the stories all over the...""You know those stories aren't true." I cu
VANYA'S POV"You've been avoiding all my calls," Cian said morosely. "Why is that so? All I want to do is talk and yet you don't want to."I wonder what kind of business Jonas has with Cian Valor of all people. and if Jonas was maintaining the story of not working with me because of the supposed stories about me on the net, then how about Cian who's images were all over the place too?"I don't have anything left to say to you, Cian. Please stop bothering me." I said and turned to leave. Damn it! Just how awkward can my day get? Just when I thought everything was maybe going to boil down. It boils over.I looked at Josephine, and all I could see was the hurt in her yes.I mean, I'm not revelling in the fact that her boyfriend is looking at me. But, let her have a taste of it. She was the very same reason Cian rejected me. She was there. And she pretended like she was my friend while I was in the hospital suffering from a broken mate bond. Not that I have any intentions of getting ba
Vanya's POV:"You seem happy today, did the meeting with Jonas go well?" Tara asked. She clutched her notebook close to her chest, and I noticed on squinting that her hands were trembling. "No, not exactly," I smiled softly. "It has gone to hell. But that's not why I'm happy."I returned to my office in a wonderful mood. I literally hummed all the way here. I stopped by a bakery and got myself a box of cupcakes and a milkshake. After that I made a mental note to get some cute jewelry that I had been eyeing for a while now. All in, I was feeling amazing. "That's good," Tara said with an uneasy laugh. "About that um... that event that was supposed to happen next week, what's the...""Tara?" I called, a frown on my face. "Tara what's the problem?""Problem?" She laughed and turned, looking at the wall. I followed her glance and stared at the blank wall. Except it wasn't blank , there was a painting that hung there. "There's no problem." She said."Tara is it about the painting, you don
VANYA'S POV:It took a couple more minutes for Tara to be completely okay. She ate two more cupcakes, munching on them with a faraway look in her eyes. She would turn and glance at the painting on the wall. At a point I told her fine, that she could take it down if it bothered her so much.All this had happened, and it wasn't even lunch time yet.I told Tara to go back home immediately and thankfully she did so without much complaints. She hugged me before she left, her shoulders relaxing a bit. I was glad to help.After she had left, I brushed myself up and changed into a spare out fit I had carried with me. These days I was starting to keep an extra outfit with me, every since Josephine spilled her coffee on me and I was left with a huge coffee stain on my clothes all day.Oh that's right, I haven't paid her back for that right? She ruined one of my favorite clothes ever. She doesn't get to walk away with that. As I came out of my bathroom, I heard my phone ringing. I walked over
Vanya's POV I blinked at the screen of my laptop which stared back at me. No search found. It said. I keyed in 'Cian Valour scandal' again and hit the search button. Still the same thing. What the hell?! How did all the pictures I had uploaded minutes ago vanish just like that? I bit my nails, trying to figure out how this had happened so fast. I looked at the screen, and then looked down at my keyboard, a thought coming to my mind.I keyed in 'Vanya Jacob Rumours'... Nothing. I refreshed the page, still nothing. I watched the screen, wondering how Cian had recovered so fast from the poison, fast enough to order everything to be taken down in mere minutes.My phone began to buzz, moving my attention from the screen of my laptop.An unknown number. I hesitated for a moment, pondering on who it could be. And the only one that came blaring in my mind was Cian. Picking up the phone, I turned on the speaker."Hello?" I slowly breathed."You don't even know how to do a good job." The voi
Cian's POV I whistled as I knotted my tie, going for a deep purple tie and suit, almost black that made my gold eyes pop. I examined myself in the mirror one last time, smiling with satisfaction at how divine I looked. Although divine was not even a word close enough to describe my looks.I watched the parked cars, trying to figure out which one to make use of today. "David." I called my head of security. "Come." He gave me a bow. "What colour of car do you think would be best suites for my suit today?""I think white would be perfect sir.""Perfect." I replayed the word in my head. Savouring the sound of it. I was perfect, infact, I am perfect. And more than anything, it was very good to hear it. Even though I knew he wasn't talking about me, but about the car. Who cared anyway? A perfect car could only be rocked well by a perfect man.Picking out a white car asking the fleet of cars in my possession, I adjusted my tie, and headed for my destination."Shall I come with you Alpha?" D
Cian's POVDriving back to the house was bliss. I replayed the conversation I had with Tara in my head, smiling at the way she sobbed and begged me not to kill her boyfriend. "Pathetic." I said out loud, swerving into the lane that led to my estate. I increase the volume of the song that was playing over the speaker, vining to it with joy, when an idea hit me.Her office was one plan, her house, the other. Planting cameras in her house would be perfect. I smirked as I thought about the idea. I wanted to turn back and head to Tara, but thought against it. I wouldn't get Tara in on the job. She wasn't the right person for this job. She was just an office employee, she wasn't that close to Vanya. The thought of watching Vanya wake up from sleep and undress for a bath, made me smile, and at the same time, turned me on. What a great deal of awesomeness that would be. Driving into my estate, I walked out of the car, handing David the keys for him to pack the car. "Where have you been?" A
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