Chapter 37: She Has Hidden Agenda

Damien's POV

How long have I been asleep? I thought, but had no answer. 

I didn't check the time when I entered the office. I relaxed in my seat, thinking about the dream. The rain had calmed down a bit, but it didn't seem like a good idea to drive in. I leaned forward in my seat as my mind went to Ariana. I stepped out of the office and headed for the restroom. I spy on them from the glass window on the door. Just like in my dream, Dr Francis was resting his head on the side of Ariana's bed. Ariana was still not awake. I moved into the big hall where the machineries are kept. I walked to the truck, just like in my dream, and I did find Michael asleep inside one of the trucks with his head hanging over the back seat.

Was this a dream, or a revelation? I thought and scanned the whole environment, but found nothing amiss. 

I was not even sure what I was looking for. I returned to my office and sat behind the desk. Two hours went by, and the rain stopped. It was dark and quiet. I had already turned on my office light an hour ago. I saw the hall light turned on, and I knew Michael was now awake. 

"Alpha," Michael said, after knocking and entering my office. "We can leave now," he announced, and I just nodded.

"Get the car ready," I said and stood up from behind the desk.

"Yes, Alpha," Michael replied and quickly left.

I exited the office after turning off the light and headed for the restroom. When I got there, Dr Francis was already awake, checking on Ariana. I pushed the door open and entered.

"Had a good rest?" I asked, and he stared at me, surprised. "You were supposed to be watching her," I added.

"I am sorry, Alpha," Dr Francis apologised. 

"Can we move her?" I asked.

"Yes, she is very strong for a human," Dr Francis said.

I shifted my gaze to Ariana. Her hair. It was just like the woman I had seen in my dream. I was tempted to turn her over and check if she had any birthmarks or tattoos on her lower waist, but I desisted from it. I got closer to the bed and carefully carried her in my arms, bridal style. Dr Francis quickly opened the door for me. I walked out the door carrying Ariana. I don't know if it was just me, but it felt like she relaxed in my arms. I paused in my steps and stared at her face briefly, which also looked very relaxed. My eyes shifted to her lips, and I knew I wanted to kiss those tempting lips of hers. I shifted my gaze to the door and stopped staring at her face to stop myself from doing the unthinkable in Dr Francis's presence. I resumed my walking, and soon, we were all outside. I got in the back seat of the car with Ariana, and Michael and Dr Francis sat at the front. Michael was behind the wheel. 

"Let's go home and close the divide," I said.

"Yes, Alpha," Michael said, and closed the divide. 

The car was soon in motion. I shifted my gaze back to Ariana, who was in a sitting position but leaning on me. I held her chin and rubbed her lips with my thumb. 

She is unconscious, she will never know. I thought as I stared at her lips. 

I yielded to my desire and lightly kissed her lips. I loved the satisfying feel it gave me. From a light kiss, I captured her lips in a deep kiss, holding the side of her face. 

My whole body came alive. I have never felt such a strong desire for a woman before. I knew I wanted her. Suddenly, I realised my rod had other uses aside from disposing of liquid waste. It was hard. 

Damien, stop it. I thought and pulled away from the kiss. 

"Who are you, Ariana? Why do you have such power over me?" I whispered to her, but her eyes were still closed. 

I pulled her into my arms and wrapped my arms protectively around her. I found myself rubbing her shoulders gently and occasionally kissing the top of her head. It felt good. I knew that was all the moment I would have with her. Victoria was in the mansion. I can't let her see me desiring this girl like this. 

We arrived at the mansion, and I asked Michael to carry Ariana to her room. 

"Get Eve or Miriam to bathe her and change her clothes," I instructed, and Michael carried Ariana. 

If I wasn't mistaken, I felt her tense up when Michael touched her. I don't know, it could also be the cold wind hitting her. I got out of the car, in the working jumpsuit, and we both headed for the elevator. Upstairs on the 8th floor, I strode in, and Dr Francis entered next. Michael was the last to enter, carrying Ariana. I had both hands inside the jumpsuit pocket, just to cover up my standing rod. I was wearing nothing under the jumpsuit. 

I was glad we didn't run into anyone. I went up the staircase quickly, with Dr Francis and Michael following. I used my code to unlock my door since my card was inside my work pocket. I keyed in a code to keep Ariana's door open for 24 hours. 

Inside my room, I headed for the bathroom and took a cold shower. I returned to my bedroom with a towel wrapped around my waist, only to find Victoria sitting on my bed.

"How did you get in?" I asked, not at all pleased to see her. 

"I brought your clothes to you. The key card was inside your pocket. That is how I got in," Victoria replied. 

As usual, she was in another seductive outfit, but I was never moved by her. 

"Thank you," I said. "You can leave now," I added, and entered my walk-in closet to find something comfortable to wear.

"Is that all you can say to me after saving you from that accident," I heard her say. "Do you know who is behind that accident?" she questioned. 

I exited the walk-in closet wearing trousers. 

"Who was behind it?" I asked, putting on my shirt.

"That surrogate," Victoria replied. "What is her name again?" she said squeezing her eyes likes she was trying to remember something. "Ariana," she said finally, and I frowned.

"Do you have evidence to support your claim?" I asked, sounding very calm.

"Yes," she replied and picked up a file from the bed.

She walked up to me and handed it to me. I accepted the file, staring at her. 

"Damien, I've thought about it. I am ready to carry your child. I will sacrifice my body for it. Please send her away," Victoria said, and I stared at her. That was when my anger kicked in, and I frowned.

"She is already pregnant with my pups," I reminded her.

"Damien, my love. She has a hidden agenda," Victoria said, staring right into my eyes, as she stood just an arm's stretch away from me. "Why do you think she presented herself as your surrogate just to have your seed planted in her?" she asked. "Damien, not all like you being president. They will come at you with everything they have got. She is a pawn in the chess piece," she added. 

"Not all, like me being president, or is it your brother who does not like me being president?" I asked.

"Damien, leave Demitri out of it. Since I became your mate, he stopped plotting against you," Victoria said defensively.

"Did he now?" I replied sarcastically.

"I also thought, what happened at the site was my brother's handiwork. This is why I looked into it. It turns out, it's that surrogate. I don't know what she is planning, but remember, she is from Pearl City, and Alpha Roland also has eyes on the presidential seat," she added. 

"Terminate that pregnancy. She will have no reason to stay here and would not have anything on you," Victoria said.

"I am not killing my child," I growled.

"You would rather she destroy you?" Victoria asked, with a serious stare.

"Enough, Victoria," I yelled. "No need to be jealous. She is just a surrogate," I said, recalling our conversation the previous day, and felt that is the reason behind her behaviour just now.

"Damien, this has nothing to do with what I feel or think. Go through this file and see for yourself. The girl is a snake," Victoria said, sounding very serious.

Victoria closed the gap between us. She rested her hand on my chest.

"My love, please, do something about this. She is too cunning to keep her here," Victoria said, and I read the concern in her eyes.

She leaned forward, and I knew she wanted to kiss me. I leaned back and held her by the shoulder. 

"Victoria, control yourself," I said, and recalled that I lost control and kissed Ariana. 

"Why? I am your mate," Victoria whined. 

"Let me look into this file," I said. "You already know who I am," I added.

Victoria turned around and exited my room angrily. It was almost like she stamped her feet while leaving my room, but I was not bothered. I opened the file and read the content. I frowned immediately. 

I retrieved my phone from my shirt and quickly dialled a number. 

"Do you have the information I asked for?" I asked.

"Yes, I would send it over shortly," the person replied.

"There was an accident at my second mining site. I want you to look into it," I said and ended the call.

Ariana Brown, who are you and what are you up to? I thought.