Chapter 6

The wedding was like a glimpse and just before she could blink it was all over, Emelia stared out of the window watching the night light spread across the city beautifully. She smiles watching the folks go about their duties with smiles and cheerful behaviors. Deep down Emelia wanted such a life, she wanted to feel real happiness again and live for herself.

Her eyes squint holding back her tears as they threaten to fall. The car takes a new turn making her aware of the change of directions. She snaps out of her thoughts taking her head away from the window turning her attention to the man before her. A sly smile plays on Fredrick’s lips watching the pudzle look of the woman before him. To say he had not been expecting her to react would be a lie.

“We are married” he stated the fact not taking his eyes away from the front. He was too tired, but not exhausted enough. Emelia raised a questioning brow. “I know we are married, but why the change of direction, this is certainly not the way to the Zorah mansion” Emelia stares back at him, her hands folded over her chest.

“The ritual of purity will be held by dawn Mrs Fredrick, and it is advisable you stay over at the dark mansion tonight” the driver answered. Emelia wished the ground would open up and swallow her whole. She carefully tucked her head back to the window watching the streets as they drove home. The wind blew right through her hair, bringing a few strains to her face.

Emelia occasionally shifts them away to have a clearer view, the clock was ticking slowly which was much to her discomfort. 25 minutes on the road and they were finally home. Emelia sat up straight watching the tallest trees leading its way up to the huge gates before her. She was never a fan of gossip and chitchats, but she did hear a few rumors widely spread all over the pack.

Unlike the other members of his family who choose to pack house and nearby residence to settle, Fredrick Camfrey took solitude deep into the words. His mansion was famously named the Dark Mansion from its location. Not only was it buried deep into the forest, but it was surrounded by trees tall enough to shade it away from peeping eyes during night and day.

Emelia gulped down a huge lump, and the big gates opened before her bringing into view a huge mansion shining in the dark. She did not like the idea of being the only stranger in a lookalike haunted mansion with a man as dangerous as Fredrick Camfrey. The car soon came to a halt and Fredrick climbed down, but she was unwilling. She wished she could have the driver turn and carry her back to her home.

This was not her home and just a glance at the giant mansion was enough to make her not want to step foot inside. It was too huge for her liking. Unlike other mansions in the pack, he was massive and the biggest of all. From outside she could tell it had an exquisite taste but she was not curious enough to want to explore.

“My lady?'' The driver called out to her holding the door for her and only then had Emilia notice she had kept everyone waiting. “I'm so sorry” She stepped out, still having her shoes in hand, letting her dress drag behind her. She was too tired to do more than drag her tired limbs inside following closely behind him. Every step she took, made her heart tremble. This was a new creepy environment too scary for her liking. The giant doors opened only with a touch of his palm.

“Your fingerprint will be set up tomorrow and other things will follow,” he tells her as she walks in with him. The mansion looked nothing from the inside like it was outside. “Is he obsessed with Grey?” she questioned walking ahead not letting her eyes glance over the place, she was too distracted to notice the man before her, had stopped walking and turned his attention to her. Emelia was so lost in thoughts walking right into the arms she wished to stay away from all through tonight.

“If you are so eager to give it to me, we can start here” he whispers into her ears, holding her tight into his arms. For a few seconds which felt longer Emelia could not breathe, her breath suddenly stopped, and her face was not only close to his but she found her eyes lingering on his well-carved lips. “Curious?'' Emelia heard his words like a whisper. She quickly snapped out of her thoughts pulling herself off his grip.

“The contract states there won't be contact behind closed doors' ' she stated walking past him not seeing the smirk playing on his lips. She took the stairs leading the way, she was too proud to ask directions and just followed her guts. The second floor was not as spacious as the ground floor.

“She walks into a room at the end of the paving hallway. She likes how secluded it was from the other rooms she just passed. With such a room she was certain to get some minutes if not hours of privacy. She turns to the man behind her who seems to have been following her.

“I know you are worried, but you don't have to. I like this one and I am taking this room for myself” she announced not waiting for his reply before bashing in. Unlike the other walls of the mansion, it was painted gray and had very little furniture. Two doors stood by the left which she took for the bathroom and a closet. She walks over to the balcony door carefully sliding it open.

The view from there was so great. She could see herself basking in the sun for hours all through the night. A small coffee stood by the end. She walks back and takes a seat on the white sofa positioned before the huge screen. Her bed stood at the center. Emelia smiled in satisfaction, this was all she wanted. She turns to walk into the doors on the left but she bumps into something hard.