Damon still had that worried look on his face, and he looked so uneasy that I started to wonder why. He was usually a deranged asshole who didn’t need or appreciate the care I gave him. But if he was this worried, then I feared whatever it was about had a way of affecting me too.Victor and I approached Damon, Selene, and Zara where they stood at the front of the ward. Probably where the victim’s body was. Zara collected my bag and handed me a bunch of papers about the victim. It was too much to read, so I handed them back to her, telling her to brief me later as I was more interested in whatever discussion Victor was going to have with Damon.“Is he done running the tests?” Damon asked, his eyes darting from me to Victor.What tests?Victor nodded. “Yes, nothing. Not a witch.”I looked at Victor. “A witch?”“The doctor thinks it was a witch, since finding wolfsbane is normal for them. The defendant doesn’t remember what happened, and that is not normal.”“Her head was bandaged, thoug
As I walked back out into the hallway, I saw Victor leaning against the wall, speaking into the phone. He looked tense, his other hand in his pocket. I waited for him to end the call, and when he shoved the phone into his pocket, he asked, “How are you holding up?”I shrugged, not really knowing how to answer. “It’s a lot to take in. But I'll figure it out. I always do.”He gave me a small, reassuring smile. “Yeah, you will.”I sighed. “I have to leave now. Cecil has a date, and I wouldn’t want her to be alone when she comes back.”“Sure,” he pointed to his ear, reminding me to call once I reach home.I nodded and left, heading towards the exit. Zara was in the front seat of the car with the driver. She tried to come down to open the door for me, but I shook my head, signaling her to stay put. I got into the car and grabbed my phone from my bag, which was already in the back seat.As we drove off, I texted Cecil to check on her date. ‘How’s it going with Mr. Perfect?’ I typed quickly
After Cecil fell asleep, I found myself wide awake, so I ended up spending the rest of the night chatting with Victor. It wasn’t just a casual conversation; it was intimate and personal, the kind of discussion that leaves you feeling both nervous and excited. We talked about everything and nothing, our future and fantasies, our hopes and fears and also nudes. Hehehe! He was naughty.The next morning, I watched Cecil drive away. We exchanged hugs, and I stood there until her car was just a dot in the distance. Once she was gone, I headed out for some grocery shopping. The store was its usual bustling self, filled with people pushing their carts and chatting in the aisles. I grabbed what I needed quickly, eager to get back home and avoid the crowd and to make lunch as early as possible. The aisles were crowded, and I had to navigate through the throngs of people, their chatter and laughter creating a lively background noise. I noticed a young couple arguing over which brand of cereal to
I woke up feeling groggy, the events of yesterday still clear and going round heavily on my mind. Damon had left early this morning for the trip to lunar with his secretary Selene, leaving me to get killed by whoever that burglar was.Of course , he was heartless like that. As I sat at the breakfast table, pushing cereal around in my bowl, my phone buzzed. I had a video call scheduled with Luxury to check in on the business. The call was pasted in a blur. I nodded and gave half-hearted responses as Elizabeth and Jennie updated me on the sales and upcoming events and also some VIP customer lately. My mind kept drifting back to what happened yesterday, making it hard to focus. Once the call was over, I tried to shake off the unease and decided to freshen up. I couldn't stay here alone any for another day.What if whoever has been stalking me, or the burglar broke in.I pulled on a ruffled skirt and a matching shirt, trying to put some effort into my appearance even though I felt anyt
The next morning, I heard the familiar sound of Victor's car pulling up downstairs. Panic set in, and I rushed to put everything back in its place. I moved the sofa and other things I had used to wedge the door shut. I didn't want Victor to think I was paranoid or, worse, losing my mind like Damon had hinted at when I lost my baby.He walked in and immediately noticed my sweaty, disheveled appearance. I should have done something about it sooner. Stupid me.He raised an eyebrow. “What were you up to? You look homeless,” he asked.I tried to sound as casual as I could. "Just tidying up a bit. How was work?""Tiring," he replied with a weary sigh. "I just want to squish my head into your boobs right now.”See, naughty.We chatted briefly about his day as he headed to the bathroom to freshen up. I took the opportunity to microwave the leftover spaghetti and set the table. When he came out, I served him dinner, and he seemed to relax a bit.After he finished eating, I offered to give him
I just came back from one of the numerous pack meeting one afternoon, so I decided to just stop by at Luxury, since it was a bit early to go home and I wanted to tire myself out so I'd just fall asleep once I reach home and not have time to think about my life. As I was browsing through racks of new designs to showcase , my phone buzzed with a notification. It was an email from one of the fashion bloggers I had been in touch with to help push Luxury out front. I tapped on the photo attached to the email, hoping for a distraction, but the words on the screen only made my heart skip a beat.“Ms Pierce, I thought you might want to know. I saw Victor at an event last night with a woman I've never seen before. They looked pretty close. Thought you'd want to know. Take care.”Marigold, the blogger, after seeing the photos of me and Victor at the red carpet event didn't stop pestering me to date him even though I told her that was a private matter and he was my father in-law.She was a blogg
When I got home, I tossed my bag on the couch and sat down, trying to calm myself. After a few deep breaths, I picked up my phone and dialed his number. It rang and rang, but no answer. I tried again, and still, nothing. Frustrated, I threw my phone onto the couch and buried my face in my hands. Why that fuck wasn’t he answering?I must have sat there for hours, lost in thought, because the next thing I knew, it was dark outside. My phone buzzed, and I picked it up eagerly, hoping it was Victor. But it was from Cecil._‘Did you go see him?’_I typed back a quick reply. _‘Yup, but it didn't go well. Another woman was there.’_Her response was immediate. _‘What? Are you okay?’_No. I wasn't, but I didn't tell her that, I came up with lie I've been getting good at. _‘Yeah, I'm good’_ Theo told Cecil he was going on a trip to Los Angeles to take care of his sister's automobile company because she was sick —that explained why he changed cars like clothes— Cecil and I decided
We took the next flight back to the pack the morning after Theo called to say he was on his way back. I wanted to stay behind since there wasn't anything particularly exciting to go back to, but I followed anyway. We were about to board when Cecil's phone pinged. I turned to her, asking, “Who is it?”She looked at her phone for a moment and smiled, a hint of blush creeping into her cheeks. Before she replied, “It's Theo. He’s at my place, waiting. Earlier, we planned to go on a date once he got back. He’s just reminding me”I had initially wanted to spend the night at her place, but after hearing about her date with Theo, I didn't want to be a third wheel. So I decided that I was going to spend a few hours at Luxury before heading home. When the plane landed, I asked Zara to go home first. I then waved Cecil goodbye as the driver Theo sent came to pick her up. I got into my own car and drove to Luxury despite feeling jetlagged. It was almost night, so no one was there. I tried