Emily's POV “Come on.” Dathan says weakly. “Why are you even mad?”. “I need my scarf as soon as she helps you up.” I said through my teeth, as quietly as possible. I looked at Zyna and forced a smile while at it. It's not that I was sad to see her, or angry or anything, I just would have appreciated it if Dathan had run it by me. “I never saw anyone so pissed because their friend showed up.” He chuckled. I gave him a very nasty look. So bold of him to crack jokes when I'd just risked my reputation to save him. “You know that's not why I'm angry.” I replied, picking my phone up in the most insuspicious way possible. “Well, now you have answers to the questions you were asking me.” He said, holding my hand then leaving it. I locked eyes with him, and tore my gaze away instantly. “Oh! And thank you for being here for me. I'd rather you not mention that I have seen my wolf to anyone in the house.” He said, another confidence I had to swear to. “Bye.” I said curtly,
Damon's POV “You know, Emily, in medieval times, a couple had to consummate their marriage in front of all the wedding guests, just to make sure no one backs out after the wedding.” I said. “Yeah, but there's no wedding and no guests here, just me trying to put something on.” She replied. “I know that.” I said. Looking away, not because her cheeks were terribly red with embarrassment, but also because I wanted to give myself some sense of suspense. “Damon, please just go back and wait for me on the bed.” She chuckled nervously. I heeded this time, for both our sakes. “Was that so hard?” She asked sarcastically as she re-entered If anyone had told me that this was all I needed to do to turn things around with Emily, I'd have done it right after the wedding. For two months, I'd lived in a hell I created for myself. I literally never pictured her smiling so freely and being unrestrainedly happy in my presence. “You look so beautiful with that smile on your face.” I
Emily’s POV “Rise and shine, beautiful.” I opened my eyes a little, to see Damon's white set of teeth sending the sun rays in my direction. “What morning is it?” I grunted. “Wednesday?” He asked, laughing. “Do I have to go to work?” I asked, stretching my luck. For the past two weeks, I'd been my husband's personal assistant. Largely, it's been about arranging his affairs, organising his schedule, picking up after him. I didn't think it would be something I'd enjoy, but so far, I have. “Well, the clients can go to hell then.” Damon said and next to me. I knew he was being sarcastic. We had people from the UK coming in, and there's no way we could miss the mouth watering deal I saw on the paper just yesterday. “You aren't serious, are you?” I asked, my face half buried in the bed. “As long as you are not.” He said, snuggling close to me. “Ugh. I hate Wednesdays!” I replied. “I think you hate everyday you've gotta get up early and go to work.” He laughed je
Emily's POV I don't know how I ever thought that icing Damon out and being his PA was gonna work. We arrived at the office and I did everything I let him do for me previously, by myself. I got my own door, let myself out of the car, stayed while the elevator took him up alone, pushed the elevator button by myself, opened his office door and sat right where I was supposed to be. “How many people do I meet today?”He asked me. “I'll check that right now and get back to you as soon as possible.” I said, with my phone in my hand. I scrolled through endless pictures of hot model guys, on purpose, so if he decides to snatch the phone out of my hands, he'd be riled up by what he sees. Contrary to what I thought, he didn't even move an inch from his chair. I finally got bored and set the phone down, making sure it was within sight for him. “Mr Murray by ten am, Mrs O’Connor by midday, and a staff meeting by two pm.” I read out his schedule. “You're also expecting a call from the m
Emily's POV The day dragged on, after the eventful Mrs O'Connor. I rejected Damon's lunch offer, so he went ahead without me. As I sat alone, in his office, staring at where he used to be, I wondered what was really going on with the both of us. “Let's go home.” He said as he entered. It was still midday, well, some minutes after. The main man, the client who was coming in from the UK hadn't arrived yet, and he was planning to close. “Why?” I asked, surprised “I'm not in the mood for any more work.” He replied. “Well, I've still got a lot to do,” I countered, “Sir.” I added for the much needed effect. “You stop working when I say you should.” He growled at me. Damon was vexed. If I hadn't initially noticed the veins that'd begun to pop a little too much, I noticed the slit appearing in his eye,how his grip on the table had begun to dent it, the smell of his feral breath. “I'll start packing.” I said weakly. Damon made me wish I had my own wolf. I know I always
Damon's POV “I freaking hate her!” I yelled on the phone. I was on call with Adrian. So much was going through my mind, seeing Dathan and Emily too. I thought that chapter was closed. I stormed out in anger and irritation. The day turned out to be more than I ever thought it would be. “Who?” He asked. “Who else?” I bellowed. “Daisy!” “Why would she do something like that though?” Adrian asked, chewing whatever. “You annoy me sometimes, Man. We are discussing something so important and you still have an appetite for whatever it is you are eating?” I asked him in disgust. “I didn't realise it was that serious.” He said, swallowing, almost choking. “Daisy is threatening to cut off our supply to the United Kingdom, Adrian, they buy over thirty percent of our oil. We have estates there! And you do think that's not serious?” I asked, fuming. “What exact reason did she give? This still feels too silly to me.” Adrian replied. “She said she didn't like my assistant.”
Emily's POV Things were beginning to get messier than I ever thought. In my wildest of imaginations, even my reality wouldn't have featured. Damon and Dathan tearing the shreds out of each other's wolves. Damon's room was in a mess, a huge bloodied one. Nala and I rushed them both to the hospital immediately. The palace had an ambulance, so we didn't bother with calling one from the hospital. Side by side, the two brothers lay, unconscious. I prayed hard, fast and fervently. I didn't want to imagine what would become of me if I lost any or both of them. There was a lot of blood, and I couldn't quite guess whose it was. “Your knuckles are white.” Nala croaked. We both sat at the back together, bent over them pensively. “Oh.” I snapped out of my thoughts and stretched my fingers. They still looked quite bony, but not as bony as a few months ago. Plus they now looked more expensive, with the huge diamond rock sitting on it. But that's not the point.. “Do you think the
Ten Years LaterEmily's POV “I never knew your office space would be this…” Mrs O’Connor said as she walked it, looking around with her mouth half open. It'd been a shock, to both of us, when a few weeks ago, she called in to book an appointment. I managed her companies before, but through a third party. “Yeah, well, goodwill.” I smiled and answered non-committal. “It's been what? Over ten years, and you look as young as ever. I'd appreciate beauty tips.” She smirked, and put a foot on my desk. She still wore trendy heels, even though her hair had begun to turn gray. I guess it's just too hard for her to admit. “This is not the place for small talk, Mrs Daisy. You booked an appointment, and you have an hour of my time before my secretary walks in through that door to see me to a nearby event.” I said, putting her in her place. “There are no places for anything. Besides, I'm not one to follow rules.” She smiled. Like her smile couldn't be more annoying, her red lipsti
Damon's POV “I think we should go and check up on Zac.” Emily said. We'd just had the best morning of our lives, at least of mine. “Why are you bent on ruining the fun?” I winced. “I'm not ruining anything, Damon. This is literally all we can do.” She chuckled. “I can't believe I let Farh see me like this” “Well, I can.” I said. “And you're sure that is not going to be a problem?” She asked. “With who? Me? Hell nah.” I answered. “Not you. You know who I'm referring to.” She said, “I don't think they're best of friends, Emily.” I assured her. “I hate to be on this side of things.” She sulked. “Isn't it too soon? Seeing as this is just the Beginning?” I asked her. “Beginning of our business together you mean?” She looked me in the eye. We were sprawled across my office floor, naked. “This isn't business. Why are you doing it?” I asked her. “Because I want to.” Emily replied. “I'll make sure to give that answer every time I feel this way.” I jok
Emily's POV “This is not the conversation I expected to have when I walked into your office this morning.” I said. “Same. Although it's one I've always wanted to have with you” Damon smirked. “I would've wondered why that is, but then, I remember you're both possessive and manipulative. Something about seeing your exes thriving with other people irks the fuck out of you.” I shot at him “For the first time, love, you're wrong,” Damon said. “I have a wife whom I shared with the man I almost killed.” “That was against your knowledge, Damon. Don't act like you'd have let it happen if you knew.” I said. “Something else you've gotten wrong. You think I want Zyna to bear my heir?” Damon asked me. I looked at him wide eyed. I couldn't believe what he was saying. Worse still, I'd begun to imagine a million things. “Yet you pushed her to go get pregnant by another male?” I asked him. “I didn't. She wanted it.” He answered. “And you claim to have let it happen?” I ask
Damon's POV I was naked, and beginning to feel a bit cold. “Here's your clothes.” Emily brought me the rest of what I'd been wearing. My shirt was a wreck, but the pants were manageable. “Did I hurt you?” I swallowed before asking. I wanted to know. And as much as I wanted to, I also didn’t. I would not have been able to live with myself if I singed even the smallest hair on her. “Not me, just him, and this pretty bathroom.” Emily answered. She had her back turned towards me. “Please look at me.” I begged. “Damon, I want to leave.” She said, “Damn! I'm that bad.” I soliloquised. “Don't emotionally blackmail me, Damon.” Emily replied. “I wish that's what I was trying to do. I'm simply stating the obvious. You can't wait to be away from this mad man, with an unstable wolf. I mean, he's an Alpha, and doesn't even have control of his wolf. Is it because he wasn't even supposed to have one in the first case? Or because he wasn't supposed to survive his first
Emily's POV “What are you doing here?” I asked him, stunned. “I'll shout, call for security. Why are you here! But it was locked from outside! Get out!” I searched frantically for my purse with pepper spray, but I remembered that I left it in Damon's office. “You heard I was out of the hospital huh?!” “Emily, please calm down.” Zac begged. Around his eyes were circles far darker than Adrian's. “What the hell are you doing in here?!” I asked him again. “Have you forgotten that I work here, Emily?” He replied, trying to calm me down. “No, I haven't. But you have a lot to explain to the authorities, not me, and I'll make that more if you do not get out of here right now!” I screamed. “Please lower your voice.” He begged. Then I remembered that Damon was waiting outside for me. He could probably make out a few noises, but nothing enough to barge in. “Damon is outside, if you do not get out right now, I'll scream his name.” I threatened. “How would I Emily? you kn
Damon's POV “That was rough.” I said as Adrian left us both. But she didn't look like she wanted to talk about it. “Shall we go out, somewhere different?” I offered. “Where do you have in mind?” Emily asked. “I was going to let you pick that.” I said. “Haven't been in one since Freda died, well, except for those meetings you organised to scream at my lawyers and I.” She said. “Emily, everyone was acting out, I admit, but things were, and still are, rough.” I tried reasoning with her, “I wish all those didn't happen, but I've been through more than you can imagine.” “Damon, that's no excuse.” She said, “Nothing is ever an excuse enough for you to treat me the way you did. You were nasty, very nasty. And you knew I was mourning.” “I agree, Emily. I'm dropping the charges, I said that already. And I'll do whatever you want.” I begged. She looked at me skeptically, and looked out. I heard her give a deep sigh, and I knew that it couldn't mean something good.
Adrian's POV “Come on guys, don't stop your little love play on my account.” I said to Damon and Emily. I can't believe that was the girl that just left me a few minutes ago at the hospital. “Why are you here?” Damon, who's supposed to be my friend, asked. “Am I trespassing?” I chuckled. “No, no. Come on, come on.” He said, standing up and giving me his seat. I took it. Not only because I wanted to prove that he was younger, stronger, and less smarter than me, but because I was also beginning to feel slightly light headed. “Thank you.” I smiled at him, “and hello!” I acknowledged Emily. “What are you doing?” Emily asked. “Don't you think I should be asking you that? I mean, I just met your hands on another man's chest, in his office. It didn't look like it's business yall were transacting.” I replied to her. “Well, you have no right to. Seeing as we are over.” She said, crossing her arms over her chest. I thought I heard a chuckle escape Damon's lips. “Ca
Damon's POV “I'm surprised that you came here first.” I said as Emily took her seat. The way my heart leapt when I saw her made me feel a little ashamed. “Don't be. You're the reason I am in town anyway.” She replied. She didn't look too strong, but she definitely had more colour than I saw on her when I visited her at the hospital. “Do you miss being here?” I asked, looking to kick off on small talk. “It's all bad memories. How could I?” She replied quickly, “besides, that's not why I'm here.” Emily cleared her throat and crossed her legs. “Pray tell, then, sweetie.” I gave up on the small talk. “Are you still suing me?” She asked, after staring in my eyes for over a minute, unblinking. “I should be.” I replied. “That's not an answer though. You have every right to, but are you still doing it?” She asked again. “My team would want me to.” I replied. “Stop evading the question.” Emily looked at me. “Then, really, what do you want me to say? You come i
Adrian's POV “What happened?” I asked, looking around. It was all white walls and smelled like antiseptic. “Welcome back.” Emily said, smiling at me. I thought I was in heaven, but she wouldn't be in a hospital gown if I was. “Hey you.” I smiled back. My memory was vague and pieced, but I knew I didn't fall asleep on good terms with her. “Dr Marcus says you worked up a storm when you arrived.” She said, “I'm sorry. I just needed to see you.” I explained. “I'm surprised.” She said, looking away from me. “Don't be, Emily. I promise you, I'd never be that stupid again.” I said weakly. “Careful.” She remarked while I tried to get up. Only then did I see the drip that'd been connected to my body. “What happened?” I asked her. “Short or long version of it?” She replied, smiling. “Uhm, the latter. I'd love to hear your voice for much longer.” I answered. “I guess I'll be speaking till I run out of batteries then, and I know that it won't be long.” She
Adrian's POV “I think your woman just got wheeled into our hospital.” Marcus, a mutual friend between Damon and I texted. I heard the phone chime over an hour ago, but I was too mad, seething at her doorstep to check it. It seemed she'd grown a lot of wings. I know what I did was off putting, but I didn't expect her to leave town and get hosted by Damon, or that Zac guy. The thought of anyone's body on hers made me see red. “What?!” I texted immediately. I couldn't believe it. That can't be possible. She was fine when I left her earlier in the morning. I checked the time, and it was about sixteen minutes past 2AM.The roads were dark and quiet, it was just me, on her front porch. I raced back into the car, did a careless reverse that could have cost me the very expensive aesthetic of my cars’ behind, and even Emily's flowers. “She's in the ER. Gotta go.” He replied, I read the text on my dashboard since I was screen sharing . “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I yelled at myself.