All Chapters of Lost Her To My Brother : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Night came and as expected Emelia was ready, she walked down the stairs joining hands with the awaiting hands that held hers at the foot of the stairs. “Mrs Fredrick” a little whimper escaped her throat listening to the servants address her as such. She held hard to her clutch not showing her nervousness as they rode away. Pulling up into the grant halls where she had been barely a few days ago for her wedding gave her multiple feelings. Emelia felt the fresh breeze blow through her braided hair perfectioning it to her back. His hands reached out to her, and without second thoughts, she placed her gloves-covered hands onto his. Stepping into the giant hall every eye turns to the arriving couple. Wearing an exquisite black evening gown capturing and enchanting her beauty, Emelia slowly glides her way by her husband's side. The sleep silhouette gracefully hugs her curves with a daring side slide adding a touch of bold sophistication as she makes a striking entrance by her man's sid

Emelia slammed the door to her room so hard she heard the earth shake. She slumps to her knees, burying her head deep in her palms. The memories of a few minutes ago flashed through her eyes as she tried hard to catch her breath…..¬ “I've never been better” Fred spoke hoarsely, his voice barely coming out as a whisper, but Emelia heard him. He shook his head, losing his grip on her waist, giving her a split second to dash away to the corner of the car, trying to be as far as possible from him. “Drive quick” he backs at the driver as his breathing becomes even heavier. “What's wrong with you?” Emelia reached out her hand over his forehead, but it was held almost before her skin could contact him. “Don't touch me”, he grits his teeth so hard, that she can see veins popping from the corner of his face. This was not the man she was used to. Fred was always cold and composed but never in a disorientated manner like he appeared to be at the moment. Emelia watched as he loosened his tie

The sun was down when Emelia walked into the mansion. Everywhere was quiet. The diner had a delicious meal laid out, but there was no sign of her husband. Emelia sighed, walking up to her room. She was tired and all she wanted was a warm bath and a good sleep.  Stepping out of the bathroom barely wrapped in her towel, Emelia jolted, staring back at the figure comfortably seated before her. “Don't you tend to knock?” she hissed, trying her hair, but the man before her was in no time for games.  “We leave in ten minutes… wear this” he pointed to the dress neatly placed on the bed. Emelia turned to protest, but there was no one to protest to. He was gone like him, became so mysterious. “I am not his doll”, she laments but goes ahead to wear the dress as ordered. Emelia was out in ten

Fredrick Camfrey made his woman's seat comfortable before taking his. “Here have this,” he says, placing some freshly picked blueberries on her red rosy lips. Emilia could never resist blueberries. She takes it all in watching the man before she casually prepares medication for her. “Here” he places a tablet in her mouth as she takes it and he opens a bottle of water which he feeds her. Emilia could only comply, the man before her was suddenly too powerful for her to handle. “Let's begin,” he announced, watching Emilia with a calm smile. “Why are you here?” she suddenly found her voice. Her voice was low but everyone heard her. “To take care of my stubborn wife and make some more money for good returns” he replies effortlessly. Emilia has never seen anyone as shameless as him. “You can't be flirting with me at such times” Emilia grinned but the smugness on Fredricks's face was too evident to be ignored. “Mr Robert, I do not remember giving out orders to have Anderson and Zorah cor

Clair sat on the balcony overlooking the pack eagerly waiting for the arrival of her husband. Unlike before when Mark eagerly hurried from work into her arms, she was gradually finding herself pleading for his attention. “Dama” she called out to the Omega making her bed. “Yes my lady” Dama answers, hurrying to the side of her mistress. “Is my husband not back yet? I thought his meeting was only supposed to last for an hour” She questioned and the omega could only have her eyes to the ground. “Maybe there is a delay. We all know now is a busy time for the alpha” Certainly it was a busy time but not for Mark. never had he been so busy to not see her. Even on the mating ceremony, he had found time to be with her and not his fated mate. “It's okay, I will go see my father” Clair sighs standing up. Mr Adnerson was not only one of those Mark feared the most but also a powerful figure worth ruining everything and fitting it all at once. “Tell Mark I will be back tonight” she announced taki