Chapter Five

Joana's POV

“Ma'am, Ma'am,” The lawyer tapped me, pulling me out of my endless thoughts.

“Yes, did you say something?” I asked with my tear-filled eyes.

“We wanted to know if you would like to sign first or we should proceed to the Alpha to receive his signature,” He answered.

Realization hit me that I was still at my father's funeral. We had just finished burying him, and I was sitting by the staircase after they finished reading his will.

“Does it matter? Give him to sign,”

“But ma'am, we can't find him,” The lawyers said with a confused expression.

The truth was that I was too tired to think about anything else. I knew my father's death wasn't an accident, and I intended to prove it.

I wanted Dire to pay.

“Send it to his beta, he will do the proper procedure,” I muttered as I stood from my seat and walked to Sasha who was sobbing terribly by the sofa.

“Are you okay?” I asked softly, barely whispering. I couldn't find my voice, I seemed to have lost all my strength.

“Yes. Are you?”

There was no response for her question. How can I say no? I left him for five years, and the moment I brought my cursed ass back to his life, he died.

I looked out the window, and I saw Lucien venting his anger on a tree with an axe. It's a technique my dad taught us.

He claimed a person shouldn't pour his anger or frustration on his fellow but instead work his muscles until they were tired.

“Did Dire come?” I asked, staring at every corner for any sign of him.

“He did but he headed out some moments ago. Didn't you guys come here together?”

“No, I had been sleeping here in the mansion,” I replied with a forced smile but I knew Sasha could see right through me.

We turned to Lucien, who walked in, sweating profusely.

“ There are some people who would like to see you in the dinning chambers,” He voiced, panting heavily.

“I would hug you, but you reek,” Sasha said to him, causing a smile to appear on our faces.

I left them and went into the dinning chambers. I walked in, and I was met with devious and fierce gazes. I recognized the men. They were part of my father's stockbrokers.

“Can I help you?” I asked.

“We are here to help you girl, so sit,” One of them instructed.

His words made my stomach boil like steaming water. I was done with collecting orders from men and being bossed around.

“Excuse me? I asked a question that has not been answered properly. You are in my house and I won't be told when to sit like a dog,”

I didn't know what I said that triggered their amusement but they all burst into laughter. Their eyes almost popping out as they laughed heartily.

“You think you have a sudden right to everything, just because your father died?” The biggest of them asked as the rest cussed and joked.

“I don't understand,”

“What he is saying is you can't lead. We prefer skinny Lucien to you. If you think we will let a barbie girl lead our organization to the ground, you must be sorely mistaken,” He replied with a smile and his mouth stuffed with food. His black clothes had food stains at every point making my disgust for him even way more intense.

“So, you want me to lay back as you guys run the shot? Is that what you want?”

“Oh yes. I almost thought you were dumb,” the big looking one replied again. Clearly, he was the one in charge of the weird coup they were trying to enact.

“Ah! I know you!” I exclaimed with a smirk and a loud voice.

“You are those peasants who take advantage of gullible CEOs. And you just thought you had just seen your biggest dummy. A girl forced into marriage and away for years.Perfect?”

“We don't have time for this Thorson. You listen carefully, you run decisions through us f…”

“Shut your stupid fat mouth!” I cussed angrily with a fierce look, cutting him short before he could finish the garbage he planned on vomiting.

At that moment, I felt like plucking out his balls because they had no use other than to diminish the power of the female community. He had been gawking and staring at my boobs all through our conversations.

“What did you just call me?” He asked in shock.

“You might be a Thorson but you are not vulnerable,”

I took a look at him and I decided to calm my temper. I won't disrespect my father's name because a couple of lowlife didn't know their place.

“Get out,” I said.

“What did you say little gir…”

“Get the fuck put of my house!” I growled at him .

“Can you repeat that?” He and his crew jested and burst into laughter.

Suddenly their laughter stopped as they stared behind me with fright. Their jaws dropped, face flustered.

“I can repeat it,” Dire said with a smile as he stepped into the room.

His presence changed the tension of the room. They all stood to their feet as soon as he walked in.

“My wife wants each and everyone of you to get out of her house,”

“Alpha Dire! My name is Luca Fern…”

“I don't care,” Dire spoke softly with a deep clear voice.

“You all are dismissed from the building. Theo, see them out,”

His beta stepped into the room with a sword in his hand and everyone in the room cleared out instantly.

It was just the two of us.

“Are you okay?” He asked with his hand behind his back. He appeared so calm and gentle but I knew he was far from innocent.

“Thanks for coming,” I muttered swiftly and walked past him.

“You should be cooperative, wife. After all, we will be sharing everything henceforth. Why the tension?”

I had no response, instead I continued walking till i got to the front yard. There I stood and watched him step into his car and drive off.

“Ma'am, there is a letter for you,” one of my workers approached me.

I received it and it had the Armstrong's seal. I wondered if it was from him because why should it be, we had just spoke.

I broke the seal and it read,

‘ See you at home wife.’

He wanted me to return to his mansion that day. The audacity, he didn't even have the courtesy to tell me to my face.

Was I terrified? Yes.

Was I going to obey? Over my dead body!