Semua Bab Trapped With The Ruthless Alpha: The Heiress Vendetta: Bab 101 - Bab 110

MIKHAIL'S POV The car ride to the hotel was quiet, I was in no mood to talk to Ophelia, although she had tried to strike up a conversation. "I think it will be best to get the injured warrior back to Lunaria but travelling in his condition will be hard." She kept on talking knowing I was listening. The warrior she was treating was the one injured during the failed assassination attempt. The rogues poisoned him with something that slowed down his healing. Werewolves and Lycans normally can heal on their own unless when poisoned. Ophelia was called to treat the warrior but even she was having an issue discerning the poison. Whatever poison they were using was dangerous. "I will think about it. " I answered as the car rolled onto the red carpet. It was time to put on a show. The elders have been a bit nosy recently in my private matters. Even if I had no plans yet of settling down now, I had to keep those men under control and the way to do so is to play to thei

ADELINA'S POV "What is wrong with you Adel?" I grumbled letting the cold water from the faucet pour over my hands. The tap kept on pouring. I replayed everything in my mind. The faint sense of jealousy, danger and excitement.What was that all about? I wondered. There was something about him, something pulling that made me scared. Something I was unable to resist. He always terrified me, he wasn't someone to be toyed with, yet I was daring enough to push him. Why did he separate us? No that wasn't it. The dance normally requires partners to swap and it was just a coincidence. That wasn't the problem. My hand clutched my chest feeling the turmoil in there. Was it fear or love? Love, the word left me stunned as I stared back at my reflection in the mirror in shock. Was I in love with him? I shook my head to shrug off my thoughts. It wasn't love, how can I get scared of someone I admired but the chills he sends through my spine also excited me. The sink faucet stoppe

ADELINA'S POV Last night was still fresh in my head. I could not sleep because of the fear of being watched. Jacintha had been watching me all this time. Why was she so desperate that she rashly attacked me? Was she that desperate? Those were questions I didn't have answers for. A short breath left my lips, my hand reaching out to knock on the door. After knocking softly, I reached out for the door handle to push the door open. "Good Afternoon Mr Simons," I greeted as I stepped into the office. Mr Simons was at his desk, going through something on his laptop. He glanced at me as I entered. His expression was stoic. "How can I help you, Adelina?" He asked me, barely taking his attention from the screen. I adjusted the bag in my hand, then cleared my throat, feeling a bit nervous. "If you are uncomfortable, you can take a seat." He offered "Thank you, sir," I chimed, then took your seat opposite him. His eyes were still staring at me keenly. As if asking me what

ADELINA'S POV Lawrence was being transferred, so that was what Lydia wanted to tell me about. I had this sudden urge to see him which I didn't understand. Was he still in his office, or was he gone already? Cecilia was already waiting for me. What was I going to do? The elevator dinged and slid open. I walked into the top floor where Mikhail's office was located. After a short walk, I arrived at the office. Cecilia spotted me from a mile away and smiled sweetly. "You must be Adelina," she chimed, welcoming me with a smile. Cecilia recognised me from the few times I had been to Mikhail's office. "Yes, ma'am, Lydia informed me that I will be working under you," I explained the situation to her, which she understood without a hitch. "Yes I know, please place your bag down. We will be sharing a desk for the period, although you might work most of the time in Mr Romanov's office." She explained, Why was I going to be working in Mikhail's office? I pl

ADELINA'S POV As Mikhail's secretary, technically, I could not get off work before him. I could if he would grant permission for me to leave by the closing hours. I asked Cecilia, telling her that I had an important meeting to attend, and she referred me to take permission from Mikhail when it was time. As much as I hated to face Mikhail to attend a meet-up where Asher would be present, I had to do it for grades. I knocked lightly on the door, and I heard Mikhail's voice from the other side granting me permission to come inside. Spit rolled down my dry throat, and then I pushed the door open. "Good evening, sir," I chimed. Mikhail was at his desk working; it didn't seem like he was closing from work anytime soon. "Evening, Mishka," he replied, calling me that annoying Nickname. "Sorry to interrupt you but I was wondering if I can get off work now," I asked him. He did not take his attention from his work but I was certain he was listening to me. "