Chapter 2

~Serah Williams pov~

As I sat in my car, I couldn't believe what I had just done. Pouring coffee on Armand Salvatore had been a bold move, but it had felt exhilarating. For years, Armand had been my worst enemy, and I had finally found a way to get back at him. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.

After removing the male customed from my face and flipping my hair, I couldn't help but feel more confident than ever. Seeing Armand up close had given me a chance to really study him. I knew what he looked like now, and it was time to use that information to my advantage.

I decided that it was time to get closer to him. I needed to know more about him if I was going to use that information to get my revenge.

As I drove away from Armand Salvatore's company, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over me. The encounter with Armand had been intense, and I was glad to be out of there. However, my relief was short-lived as I arrived home to find the pack Alpha, Lucas Pendragon, waiting for me.

I was taken aback. I didn't know how he had gotten into my house as I was sure I had locked it before leaving. "Lucas, what are you doing here?" I asked, trying to hide my surprise.

He looked at me with his piercing blue eyes, his expression serious. "We need to talk," he said, his voice commanding.

I nodded, unsure of what he wanted to discuss. Lucas was the leader of our pack, and I knew that whatever he had to say was important.

He followed me into the living room, and we sat down on the couch. "What's going on?" I asked, trying to keep my tone neutral.

Lucas sighed. "I know that you're plotting against him. That you want revenge for something he did to you in the past."

I felt a rush of anger wash over me. How dare he accuse me of something like that? "That's ridiculous," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I have no intention of doing anything to Armand."

Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Really? Then why were you seen pouring coffee on him earlier today?"

I felt a sinking feeling in my chest. So much for being careful. "It was just a mistake," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Lucas shook his head. "I can't have you going after our pack's enemies like this," he said. "It's dangerous, and it puts us all at risk."

I took a deep breath and looked Lucas straight in the eyes. "I appreciate your concern, Lucas, but I know what I'm doing. What I'm about to do won't put the pack in danger or lead to its destruction," I said firmly.

Lucas raised an eyebrow, a hint of skepticism in his expression. "And how can you be so sure of that?" he asked.

"Because I've planned this carefully," I replied. "I left Denmark and came all the way to Australia to seek my revenge on Armand. I know what he's capable of, and I know how to handle him."

Lucas leaned back in his seat, considering my words. "I understand that you want revenge, but you need to remember that you're not alone in this. The pack is here for you, and we can help you."

I shook my head, feeling a flash of anger. "No, Lucas. You don't get it. Armand must pay for what he did, and I won't let anyone stand in my way."

Lucas sighed, looking at me with a mix of concern and frustration. "I'm not trying to stand in your way, but you need to understand that your actions have consequences. If something were to happen to you, it would affect the entire pack."

I felt a twinge of guilt at his words, but I couldn't back down now. "I know that, Lucas, but I have to do this. Armand hurt me, and he needs to pay for it."

There was a tense silence between us as we both contemplated our next move. I knew that Lucas meant well, but I couldn't let him dictate my actions. I had to do what I felt was right, even if it meant going against the pack's wishes.

"Please, just be careful," Lucas said finally, his voice softening.

"I will," I replied, knowing that my words would bring little comfort to him.

We sat in silence for a few more moments, and then Lucas stood up, signaling that our conversation was over. "If you need anything, just let me know," he said, his eyes fixed on mine.

"I will," I replied, watching as he walked out of the room.

As I sat alone in my living room, I couldn't help but feel conflicted. Lucas was right to be worried about me, but I couldn't let my desire for revenge be controlled by anyone else. Armand had to pay, and I was determined to make sure that he did.

Excitement coursed through my veins as I read the email from TMJ COMPANY. It was owned by Armand Salvatore, now I have a chance to get closer to him and exact my revenge.

I quickly replied to the email, accepting the interview invitation for the next day. I couldn't wait to see Armand again, to look him in the eyes and show him that I was no longer the weak person he had once hurt.

As I prepared for the interview, I felt a sense of determination unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I knew that this was my chance to get close to Armand, to learn his weaknesses and use them against him.

The next day, I arrived at TMJ COMPANY, my heart racing with anticipation. I walked into the reception area, where a receptionist greeted me with a smile.

"Good morning, how can I assist you?" she asked.

"I have an interview with Mr. Salvatore," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.

The receptionist checked her computer and then nodded. "Yes, you're scheduled to meet with him in his office on the fifth floor. Take the elevator and turn right when you exit."

I thanked her and then made my way to the elevator. As I rode up to the fifth floor, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. This was it, my chance to finally confront Armand and make him pay for what he had done.

When I reached the fifth floor, I followed the receptionist's instructions and turned right. I walked down a long hallway and then finally arrived at Armand's office.

I took a deep breath and then knocked on the door. "Come in," a deep voice said from the other side.

I opened the door and walked into the room, my eyes immediately locking onto Armand Salvatore. He's handsome, with piercing blue eyes and a strong jawline.

Armand stood up from his desk and walked towards me, extending his hand. "Ms. Williams, it's a pleasure to meet you. Please, have a seat," he said, gesturing towards a chair in front of his desk.

I sat down, trying to keep my cool. This was it, my chance to get closer to Armand and finally make him pay.

As he began to ask me interview questions, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. Armand had no idea who I really was, or what I was capable of. And soon enough, he would find out.

After the interview, I left the TMJ COMPANY building and headed towards my car. The meeting with Armand Salvatore had been a success, and I felt a sense of satisfaction as I thought about the future.

As I drove home, I couldn't help but think about the plan that was forming in my head. Armand had no idea who I really was, and he had no idea of the danger that lay ahead.

I knew that I had to be careful, that I had to bide my time and wait for the perfect moment to strike. But I also knew that I was more determined than ever to make Armand pay for what he had done.

As I pulled into my driveway, I took a deep breath and tried to clear my mind. I needed to focus on the task at hand, to stay alert and aware of my surroundings at all times.

I got out of my car and walked towards my front door, fumbling for my keys in my pocket. As I unlocked the door and stepped inside, I felt a sense of relief wash over me.

I was home, and I was safe. But I knew that the road ahead would be long and difficult, and that I would have to be prepared for anything that came my way.

I made my way to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water, trying to calm my nerves. The plan was in motion, and soon enough, Armand Salvatore would know exactly who I was and what I was capable of.

But for now, I needed to rest and gather my strength. The battle ahead would be a difficult one, but I was ready to face it head-on.