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"Let's head to the new topic, now."Professor Smith spoke while adjusting his glasses. Heading to the whiteboard, he picked up the marker to write when suddenly a man of 6'2" barged into the class.Enraged, Smith opened his mouth to rebuke him but his words were left hanging as the guy blatantly ignored him and headed to sit. People gaped at his audacity as they looked at him and then at the Professor who was raging like a bull."MATTEO SIMONS, DIDN'T I WARN YOU BEFORE TO STAY OUT OF MY CLASS?" He shouted but the contumacious kid paid him no heed and kept walking with his eyes scanning the room, looking for someone.The girls immediately turned cautious as his bluish-green orbs checked each one of them keenly. They quickly corrected their frizzy hair, trying to look presentable as Matteo was someone who came straight from their imaginations.Only if they knew that the guy whom they were trying to appease had someone else in his mind.Matteo stiffened when his eyes landed on the silver
"What the hell do you think you're doing?", Emmaline spat and jerked her hand away from Matteo which he let her. Stepping back, he simply dipped his hands in the pocket of his trousers before staring at her with a straight face.Emmaline was astounded at his behavior. His eyes held no emotion as if he hadn't just dragged her in between an ongoing lecture. He was cool as a cucumber and on top of that his silence was fueling up her anger more."LISTEN, YOU DUMBASS, DON'T YOU EVER DARE TO TOUCH ME AGAIN. I AM SPARING YOU THIS TIME BUT NEXT TIME, I WOULD CHOP YOUR HANDS OFF” Emmaline yelled and immediately wheeled around to leave."Stefanini Enterprises."His deep voice echoed in the hallway making Emmaline freeze in her steps. Frowning, she turned around but almost got a heart attack finding him standing so close to her. Emmaline quickly moved back and again shifted her eyes toward him when he suddenly held a card in front of her eyes taking her off guard."What-""My father's company. M
"FUCKING HELL!!!"Damien roared while flipping the table with his right hand making it crash on the wall.Zion who was standing near the door shuddered in fright watching his friend's violent outburst. He was cognizant of Damien's anger issues but he had never thought that the man who always thinks of girls as tissues would go berserk over a teen's rejection."HERE, I AM WAITING FOR HER PATIENTLY, BEARING HER TANTRUMS ONLY OUT OF RESPECT AS I DON'T WANT HER HATING ME AND SHE IS STILL ADAMANT ON HER FUCKING PLEDGE!!" Shouting, Damien pulled his hair in frustration and this time threw his chair on the window pane. The glass shattered making a loud noise which was enough to alert the staff of the company that their Boss had lost his mind.Emmaline despite his pleadings turned down his proposal. Damien was furious but at the same time, he felt utterly helpless. He didn't want to take a step that would push her away from him."It wouldn't have taken me a minute to drag her here and made he
Emma's P.O.V.Strolling through the wayward streets draped with mourning silence, I dragged my feet to my apartment. Empty streets and lonely nights never appeared so dreadful to me as today. I felt cautious and kept wandering my eyes around when I knew no one could even harm a single hair of mine.It's all because of that fucking Matteo. That prick who also turned into my stalker jotted down points to blackmail me. I hate to admit that but he won 'cause David is in the hospital and he fucking saw me choking him.The audacity of this man. He had been chasing me ever since we collided in the cafeteria and I had no clue. It's all my fault. I was so pissed with Damien that I let my guard down and for the first time, tasted defeat. Now, I have no option but to agree to all his provisos. He even instilled a fear inside me to always remain alert. Damn."God, just when my life was about to get on track, you had to throw this boulder in my way? WHY?" I screamed to no one in particular.But wh
His sonorous voice melted her heart right away like a puddle of wax. One by one teardrop fell from her eyes which his long fingers wiped away cautiously. The walls that had caged her soon shattered emancipating the agony she had held in her heart for so long. She wept silently but Damien let her cry. He continued clearing tears from her blotched face without saying a word.Emmaline was staggered but in pain. Yes, she was at fault for attacking Stephanie but didn't she cross her line? Yet she was the only one in the cross hairs of the raging public who were judging her actions without even giving her a chance to explain?Her breathing had turned shallow. Never in her life, she had faced such humiliation that too at night in the middle of the street when the whole world sleeps and demons lurk in shadows hunting innocent souls. Guess, today she became one of their targets.No one had a clue what was going on. They could have asked her too as she lived with them but no they all lend thei
Emmaline looked around but couldn’t spot Ella and Stephanie. That’s when fear gnawed at her heart. Gulping the heavy lump that formed in her throat, she shifted her eyes back to Ryan who had his left shoulder leaned against the wall and was staring straight at her with his arms crossed over his chest. Suddenly her gaze dropped to another man who was standing beside him. A pair of green eyes were also set on her. She recognized him as she had seen him with Damien once. He was also standing beside Ryan with his hands dipped in the pocket of his ripped jeans. His face was stoic but Emmaline could notice that he looked annoyed. As if he was unwillingly brought here.Emmaline didn’t even realize that she was staring at them for a while but what she saw next left her horrified. Their eyes abruptly changed colors.Her heart skipped a beat.They were werewolves.'Oh my god, this man is an Alpha?'Her mouth abruptly turned dry. She couldn't believe her eyes.'He's not only powerful but canny.
Clutching the metallic rails of the bench, Emmaline stared at the splendid scenery ahead with dreamy eyes, its tranquillity soothing the inner pain that has torn the little soul apart.The exotic and various colors dispersed all around her intrigued her and at the same time make her wonder if nature is so colorful then why her life was so dull. So hopeless, filled with despair.She knew there was nothing to write home about her life but at least she had peace. The death of her parents had left her with a cross to bear- a life like a can of worms, an empty pocket, and the hardships she had to face for being born a girl.The girl had witnessed everything. To make her life easier, she shed her blood, sweat, and tears, and turned her heart cold to fight against the evils because cowards won't stand a chance in this cruel world. She had everything but still couldn’t fill the lacunae that turned all efforts in vain.And that was power.The power of money and fame.Her mind was jumbled up. T
"Crying would do no justice, spitfire."A deep voice suddenly echoed in the empty garden. But Emmaline wasn't startled as she already knew to whom it belonged.Matteo StefaniniHeavy footsteps trampled the verdant grass. The atmosphere all of a sudden turned chilly as the man dressed in branded clothes from top to bottom headed to meet the disheveled doll sitting on the bench. But to her dismay, his charms didn’t woo her as Emmaline refused to budge, not giving him the attention he wanted. She was tired of dealing with these billionaires.His black cargo trousers came into her view. Matteo deliberately stood in front of her cognizant of the fact that she would ignore him. But his jaw twitched when Emmaline turned her head sideways, foiling his plan.Grabbing her bag, she started fiddling with the chains pretending to be busy but what he did next was strong enough to elicit her reaction.Emmaline jolted when Matteo raised his right hand and wiped the tear stains on her right cheek with