ログインBriar's POV After I got settled in, and took a shower, I got called downstairs for dinner. To seem a bit polite, since it was only my first night here, I headed downstairs.But it turns out I wasn't the one that needed a personality check. There was a full table of luxurious and fancy meals, each set from different cuisines, but the main host of the penthouse was nowhere to be found. I thought I would find the boldness to eat if Onyx was right here, and I saw him eating. But now he wasn't even here, so I waited, patiently, without touching anything on the table. Not because I wasn't hungry, but because I couldn't eat them no matter how hungry I was.It wasn't about moving into a new home, or believing the meals weren't up to my standards. This is just how I've always been for the past five years.I can't stand physical contact from anyone. Male or female. Although accidental contact from females doesn't do much damage, it still doesn't change the fact I truly can't stand them.The s
Amelia's POV “What the hell did you just say?” Gabriela muttered, her high-pitched voice irritating my soul.“Are you sure you want me to repeat that?” I asked and her eyes darted around fast.“What do you think you're doing, cooking up lies and slandering me in front of everyone? You think you'll get redeemed in some ways if you do that?” Gabriela muttered, her expression faltering because we both know who the lying bitch is between the two of us.“So you're saying Alpha Damian here isn't married, is that it?” I asked and she blinked fast, facing Damian as if she was expecting him to deny being married just to defend her. And to be honest, I wouldn't mind if he did. It was only going to work in the favor of the divorce I so badly wanted.“Alpha Damian, why don't you answer that for us? Are you currently married or not?” I demanded, a tiny smile curling up the corner of my lips to show him I didn't really care, and he could follow his fucked up heart.“I… You're not entitled to quest
Amelia's POV Damian was literally all over me the entire day, even though he tried not to make it too obvious, I still knew.But the real deal was when I got to the heart of the company. The department where I worked wholeheartedly for almost two years.The looks never stop, does it?Back then and even now, there was not one single person that didn't give me the filthy sour look Everytime I walked by. You would think they were getting paid to spite me particularly. Like the more you bring her down with humiliation, the more you earn.They've always been so passionate.But do I blame them? Of course not.If Damian hadn't made me look like a pushover and ignored how they treated me when I was misunderstood, none of that would've happened.But now, I'm going to become passionate as well. Passionate in making them understand that they've been passing their aggression at the wrong person all those times. Not like they had any business doing that even if I was truly guilty, but sure, I’m g
Onyx's POV ‘There was more to Briar than meets the eye.’That was the conclusion I came down to, after yet another encounter with her.She was… different.I would say weird, but then weird sounds a bit too much, since she's successfully caught my attention without even trying.So yeah, different is the word.She was the first woman I've ever met that would flinch from a mere brush of the safest part of the human skin.And not just a contact from any man. It had to be Me.Other females would give anything to have me look in their direction. Just once. And a bonus if it's more than once. But she would flinch and hesitate to shake my hand as if her life depended on it.It happened the first time, and I thought she was probably like that because she was meeting me for the first time.The second time, I thought she was probably surprised that she'd jerked before she realized what she's done.Then there was the time I crossed a line I wouldn't normally because I couldn't help it. With eve
Amelia's POV “What did you just say?” Damian demanded, his tone turning icy cold because a tip off that could cause the entire board to ask for an explanation couldn't be anything trivial.My gaze traveled from the anger that marred Damian’s face to the restlessness on Gabriela's face and I swear, it took every single control in my body to keep myself from laughing out loud.“Damian… you know I wouldn't do anything to cause problems or setbacks for the pack or the company. Trust me, and don't let any of that get to you.” Gabriela muttered gently, in her quest to lighten the air, and a snort slipped out of me so fast I didn't see it coming.They all turned to face me, but my face had changed to a nasty glare from the initial snort they thought they would meet there. “What? Looking at my face won't make tip offs disappear. Maybe Gabriela's assurance will.” I said flatly and went back to the fridge without waiting to see their reactions.“Jeremiah, what are the tip offs about?” I heard
Amelia's POV I woke up alone on my bed the next morning, rethinking my choices of the previous day and wondering if things would be better if I'd just told him to leave right after I told him I was fine about Gabriela staying here for as long as she wants.But deep down I knew, I knew I wouldn't want anything to change.So I put my first plan into motion before getting out of my room with a fucking smile in my face.But then the universe decided to put the first worst sight in front of me first thing on a Monday morning.The sight of Gabriela wearing nothing but a shirt that wasn't the least bit polite to be seen on her, and the owner of the shirt, Damian, sitting on the kitchen stool with his hands resting on her waist.I rolled my eyes so hard, before walking to the other side of the kitchen, where the fridge was.I pulled it open and my eyes almost bulged out of its sockets. I slammed the lid shut so hard, and let out a scoff because it was only then they realized someone was in t







