EPISODE TWO

Emily jerked immediately after she heard the strange voice, and she almost flew out of the bed in the process. Who is he, and what is he doing in her room? Her frightened mind raced through a lot of questions and possibilities.

Even though the room was not wel- illuminated, she could still see his physique. He was just coming out of the bathroom and had a towel tied around his waist. She kept wondering how he got into her room and what he was doing in her house. She screamed inside her head as a result of the fear that had built up within her.

Amidst her anxiety, the strange man looked at her with a blooming smile. "You have woken up; you have been asleep for like forever," he said indifferently.

"Who are... you?" She finally found her voice.

As she questioned him, she watched for recognition to spark through his features, but there was none. She could swear that she had never met him before now. "What are you doing in my room? How did you get in here?" she demanded in a shaken voice.

She was both frightened and prepared to defend herself, should he be an assassin. Yes, she might not be strong, but she knows one or two things about fighting for one's life. She assured herself.

Still in her frightened state, she heard him giggle, and she wondered if he was laughing at her or if she appeared stupid to him.

"I should be asking you that," he replied, leaving her in even deeper confusion than she already was.

"What... do you... mean?" She stuttered helplessly, afraid of what the stranger had in mind to do to her.

"I was going to wake you up, you know, but I just felt like letting you sleep more," he replied. "Humans get exhausted easily," he quietly added.

At this point, Emily’s mind ran through all that had transpired the night before. Yesterday, Samantha agreed to bring Emily to a friend’s party. In fact, that was the first time Samantha would ever agree to be seen in public with her.

It was the party of one of Samantha's rich friends, the crème de la crème of society, and so Emily was just too glad to accompany Samantha to the party. She is a human, and only werewolves are found in such a gathering, so she felt it was a huge privilege, especially coming from someone as sophisticated as Samantha.

The party started late at night and lasted through the night. Seeing how it went, it was one place Emily would have given up a limb to attend. It was glamorous, and it was nothing like what Emily had ever seen or imagined.

In the course of the party, Samantha had done well to introduce Emily to a few of her friends and had also been benevolent enough to let Emily sit at their table and share a drink with them. However, there wasn’t much that she could discuss with them as their talks were about wars, rogues, shifting, and the like, and those were things Emily had no first-hand experience with.

At the party, Emily had so much fun and way too much to drink, and that was all she could remember. And now...

At this junction, a cord in Emily snapped, and she ran out of bed to go open the window blinds and also put on the light, while the strange man smirked and sniffed as he watched her. He felt completely amused by her reaction.

"You..." Emily yelled as her eyes finally caught a clear image of the stranger.

"Of course, what is going on? You seem to forget real quick," he mused.

Emily cannot say what happened after she had too much to drink last night. However, when she woke up this morning, she thought she was still at the party, but finding herself on a bed, she believed that she was in her room even though she could not say how she got there.

"Nick..." she called. She could finally recognize the young man in front of her. "Where am I? What is this place and what am I doing here?" she asked in her state of frustration and confusion as her tired blue eyes searched through his features.

She still remembered his name, Nick, Don Nick, in full. He was the young man who had taken a liking to her the night before and had treated her so nicely, even though it was clear that she was way out of his league. He is one of Samantha’s friends. But even at that, she could still not figure out how she ended up with him in this strange room.

Rather than respond to her questions, he giggled and went to sit in the luxury swivel chair in front of the vanity. It was at this point that Emily’s eyes flickered around the room to see its aesthetic.

The interior of the room was exorbitantly decorated, and Emily would not want to imagine what the exterior would look like. She believed that they were in a hotel, and if so, it is one of the highest-ranked hotels in the city, so she concluded that the room must be an executive suite. She had never been somewhere like this before, so she could still be overwhelmed by its beauty amidst her fear and anger.

However, Emily was not having his silence; she was already frustrated, and she demanded answers to her many questions, so she angrily went on. "Answer me, Nick; how did the both of us end up together in this room, and why am I still here?" she demanded.

Emily could not tell where she got the boldness to look him in the face and yell at him. He is one of the few billionaires in Twin Sparks Island and the CEO of one of the leading architecture companies, and on a good day, she dared not stand in his presence and address him in such a manner. He is so powerful that he could order her extinction just with a snap of his finger, and no one would dare challenge him.

At twenty-nine, Don Nick, the CEO of Nicolands Worldwide, is practically the hottest bachelor in town, considering the well-known fact that he is not engaged to any lady and neither does he have a girlfriend. He is also very handsome and is perfectly built for a man his age. But right now, all that does not matter to Emily, because all she wanted to know was how she ended up in the same room with him, and what might have transpired between them during the weary hours of the night.

Reacting to her, Nick furrowed his dark brows at her, and his gaze narrowed a little, making him even more attractive. "You asked," he paused abruptly and continued. "...no, you practically begged to accompany me, so why the sudden fuss?” His gaze intensified, obviously irritated by her pretty face. “Just so you know, I am not going to let you blackmail me with this if that is what you plan to do," he said blandly with the edge of his voice for emphasis.