บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Draven's Regret; Chasing My Secretary : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

AvelineThat's dumb and very stupid of me to think that Draven might harbor even a tiny seed of feeling that has a chance of blossoming. "What more does he have to do to me for my dumb self to finally realize that there is no single atom of feeling for me inside that rock-hard heart of his?" I asked myself immediately. We entered the room where Grace wanted to restyle me."The party isn't over yet; maybe Draven is just acting out of stress and not in his right senses like he should be," Grace said just like other times, coming to his defense. "Nah, I can't take it any longer; I am too exhausted for this. Trust me when I say that I have been drained," I said to her, shaking my head slightly. My voice was filled with conviction, and slightly, you could sense tiredness in it. For the first time, I feel like Grace finally understands me; she inhaled deeply and let out a slow exhale. "I know and I understand," she said, going on with her restyling. Putting effort into making me look as

Aveline.Emily fell to the floor with a loud gasp and I saw blood flow from her right shoulder. Was this how she was determined to take complete charge of Draven's heart?It's not like she does not have complete control already, but…this is beyond my expectations, and I can't help but wonder.Why did she run in the first place?! What was she trying to do?!"What happened just now?!" A woman with blonde hair screamed beside me and I shot her a deadly glance. She bent her head low. "A bullet was sent into someone's body," I spoke in a low tone and she nodded. "I'm sorry for shouting that way," she apologized and I just nodded. My gaze went to Emily again. I warned her, but she turned a blind eye; she was plotting something against me, I know that, but I never knew she could lay down her life all in the name of shredding me and Draven apart. What if she did it knowing she would survive? What if?Different questions flooded my head, and I just gasped and swallowed hard; my knee

AvelineI watched as Draven's mother walked past me slowly. A file was in her hand, and she shot me a deadly glance, but I just tightened my jaw. "You have been absent," she took her seat on the brown couch. "I don't need you to tell me anything apart from the main reason." My hands were folded across my chest. "Is that what we are supposed to be discussing right now?" Her thumb and index were under her chin and she stroked her beardless chin before scoffing loudly. "You can tell me what we are supposed to be discussing. I heard Draven stifling a chuckle, he controlled himself from bursting it out. "We can't discuss anything with her. I mean, she's not even in the top place, so I don't think there's a reason to discuss important issues with her." His mother smiled and flushed her hair above her shoulder and it went behind her. "Things that are not relevant will be discussed with you, Aveline Nova."For a split second, I shared a look with Draven and he seemed to enjoy watching me

AvelineAfter my discussion with Sabrina, I finally gathered the courage to leave. I'd had enough.Hell, even a fool wouldn't stay as long as I did.My discussion with Sabrina further opened my eyes to the fact that Draven would never come around. He would never look at me the way I desperately wanted him to,He would never sympathize with me if I got hurt the same way he does Emily. He would never look at me with those warm eyes he holds with Emily. I was always going to be at the backstage and I had to make up my mind.It was clear that I had nowhere to go or how to start but it was also very much clear that if I remained, I was going to meet an early demise.I had just three months left to wrap up my contract with Draven and with a mind made up, I returned to the office to finish what I'd started.Going back there, numbing myself to the insults constantly thrown at me, the lies cooked up against me, the irritation I was regarded with, I took it all in and even though it got worse

AvelineI'd thought that the man I met at the store would be as vague as he seemed but he was my saviour.After I met him at the store and he asked me why I was out alone, I bit my lower lips, thinking of what response to give to him.Telling him that I just ran from my mate and the city I'd known for all my life to total uncertainty was not a good idea so I broke into tears.Falling on my knees as I cried, he quickly held me up, took me to his place and cooked me a meal. It was the first home-cooked meal I'd had in a long time and I ate it with agility. After my meal, he let me sleep in the guest room, respecting my privacy and not asking me any questions until I was willing to speak. I wondered how someone could be so gentle with a person they barely knew. The next morning, I decided to tell him my rejection story and he listened with rapt attention, something that Draven never did. After I'd finished explaining things to him, he pressed my hands to assure me that everything would