LOGIN° Amy's POV° He let out deep heavy breaths as his chest rose and fell. My own heart drummed in my ears, at first I was speechless, my lips parted but only air escaped my lungs. “I…” Tears streamed down my face as I pressed my lips, my breath hitched for a long time before I forced air in and out of me, “I don't love him, I don't love Jeremy, Christian, you of all people should know that, I just felt pity —” “Do you love me?” He asked, and everything around me somehow froze, I could swear that even my heart stopped beating, “You know you've never said that in a long time….that you love me.” He added. Long time? I don't think I've ever said it even. “You love me, right?” He asked, his eyes were red with tears and a glimmer of hope. I gulped, forcing my eyes to look at something, anything, but him. And for the first time I became scared around him…I wasn't scared of him, I was scared of hurting him…. The truth? I never loved Christian, not even once, not even close…. and even whe
°Amy's POV°Christian hadn't talked through out the ride, he didn't tell me about how Grandma Lydia made him knead dough like he always did. He didn't tell me about what he was thinking or about what he planned to do to the porch that was never alright…he was so silent, his hands so busy with the steering like it was the only thing that deserved his attention.I didn't talk to him, I didn't bother to ask him what was wrong, I wanted to, but I felt like I knew.Jealousy wasn't his character, it was inbuilt, and I knew better than to talk to him about it.I just played with Eli in the car, showing him other kids, and other people that passed.“I don't— like— that girl,” He would mutter one by one, but I still understood. I was patient enough to understand, why wouldn't I be? Eli was still learning to speak and he was just two years and three months old.And he never liked girls.He always said that…and this time I didn't ask him why, the last time, he said they were too pretty.Christia
°Jeremy’s POV°I wanted to take off my sunglasses, at least take a good look at their son…. their son. That really stung.How was she able to move on that quickly? When everyday for me saw no peace. She left, she left too soon and that hurt.I didn't know if crying was my only option, I wanted to brace myself up, but I wondered what was left of me to brace….I was broken from deep within…it was as if my world had crumbled.Something in me said I deserved it, another wanted to blame her.All that I know is that I felt like shit.As I made to take off my sunglasses and maybe find a way to get her attention, she followed Eli's gaze, her eyes finally resting on me.This was perfect timing, this was where I was supposed to take off my glasses and whisper her name like it was the only word I knew….. but no, I pushed it back, adjusting it so as to let it balance on the bridge of my nose.Amy smiled at me, and I felt like she didn't recognize me.She didn't really recognize me.She took El
°Jeremy's POV° I straightened my suit as I got in out of the car, the driver escorting me with an umbrella above our heads. I didn't know why I was so happy to meet her, not like we ended up in good terms but, I just felt kinda hopeful , like she was gonna welcome me with open arms and we'd probably forget about the past and all. I searched every corner of the surrounding with my wolf sight, hoping to find her anywhere, but then she wasn't outside yet…maybe still picking a few more things. God I missed her. The naive, soft hearted, beautiful…. what was there not to miss? And her scent, that scent that turned me on without much effort, it was that scent of hers that made me fuck her first time, it was too early back then, but I couldn't stop the pressure and the sweet temptation coursing through my veins…and if nothing else haunted me, at least the way she held me and the way she whispered my name made me miss that day every now and then. I braced myself up, and tried to stay pos
° Jeremy's POV °I looked away, how was I supposed to answer that?“It's just someone I'm tracking,” I told her as I dressed properly, zipping up my pants, and tightening my loose tie. “ You can let go this now.” I told her snatching the pictures away from her, placing it roughly on my desk.“You think I'd buy that? I know you have many lovers, but why go after one who's existence you're not sure about?” She asked almost raising her voice…..“I don't chase the wind, or the ghosts…” I cupped her face, looking into her glassy eyes, “Oh don't cry for me, you'd be third person who did,”SLAP!It was so hard on my right cheek that I could barely recover from the pain and shock.I didn’t move.Not when the sting on my cheek burned like fire.Not when Claire turned her back on me and started straightening her dress.The silence in the room stretched, thick and heavy like fog.She adjusted her bracelet, her hair falling over her shoulder. “You know,” she said quietly, “you don’t have to make
° Jeremy POV° I kept on wondering what would happen if Amy saw me…does she still hate me? And even if she still hates me , would she still forgive me? Many thoughts raced through my mind about her, coupled with business thoughts… it was as if my mind was at the edge of a cliff. I was going to lose it soon… No…I had totally lost it for real. I'd been yelling at workers since those photos arrived. Even at Claire… My father didn't just leave properties and businesses for me to take care of , but he also arranged a marriage for me, signing a contract with the equally powerful Alpha Damian without my consent. Claire was….my fianceé. The one with glittering emerald eyes and long wavy ginger red hair, she was tall, with slim legs and and thighs that seem glossy under the summer sun. “If you're having a hell of a day, you can just take a day off you know…” She said, obviously hurt because of the way I had welcomed her coldly. She sat on my desk, her legs were crossed, her t







