All Chapters of My Mate's Father Wants Me : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Elena,” Aunt Vanessa’s confused gaze took me in and then she glanced at Vince and back at me again. “Elena, dear. Are you alright?” She reached for my hand and I flinched. Much because of the guilt choking me. I was pale and shaky, also speechless. Vince backed away, raking his fingers through his air with a silent hiss. If I hadn’t pushed him off as quickly as I did, then Aunt Vanessa would have caught me kissing her mate, and the remaining part of my life would have crumbled to pieces. “Are you okay, dear?” She finally held my hand, with her motherly gaze. I nodded, but my quivering lips couldn’t utter a word. Her touch stung me. Or was it my guilty conscience? And my heart was still racing wildly at the thought that she caught us.“What’s wrong?” She stepped closer. “Why are you crying?”The question pulled me back to reality and I quickly swiped my hand over my face, startled by the wetness there. Right. Why was I crying? Probably because I was way too terrified by her intrusi

“Welcome, Ma'am.” The Omegas and soldiers outside the building greeted as I stepped out of my car. A valet hurried over to me and took my keys. Clutching my purse, I offered a warm smile at the greeting and stepped inside Father's mansion. He'd called me to come over that he needed to talk to me. So I came after having breakfast, alone. Trent wasn't at home when I woke up. Thinking about where he'd gone had tears rolling down my eyes and mixing up with my food. So yeah, it was safe to say I had a teary breakfast. “Greetings, Miss Elena.” One of the head maids approached me. She was one who attended closely to father. I stopped and offered her a smile. “Good morning. Where's father?”“He stepped out, Ma'am. But he'll be back soon. He asked me to tell you to wait for him.”“Sure. Thank you.” I headed upstairs for my room. Crying all night had me waking up with a slight headache. A little quick nap wouldn't hurt. They'll wake me up when father returns. “Look who's visiting…” A voi

ELENA All I wanted was to make him let go of me. Being in his arms was the worst place to be. It was messing with my head, forcing me to vividly recall everything that happened between us that night. I didn't wanna go through that. I needed him to let go of me. And I was willing to say anything to make that happen. I didn't expect him to look so hurt by my words. I didn't expect the hurt in his eyes and his voice. Again, it was thrilling and frightening to be the reason why the laid-back Vince was showing a vulnerable side I never thought he had. Words eluded me as I was lost staring at his burning green eyes. His face came a tad closer to mine and he gulped. “You're fucking cruel.” That deep husky voice had so much pain that my heart clutched. “Why do you have to be so hard on me? I didn't mean for any of this to happen either…”“You sent me the pictures…” I slowly reminded him.“Fuck yeah, just because I wanted you to know what Trent was doing. And I also wanted you to know…how

VINCE “What are we doing here, man?” Leonardo quizzed for the umpteenth time since we walked inside this nightclub. Now we're up in the VIP lounge, settling on the couches, surrounded by the most scandalous erotic shit and he still seemed clueless. “I don't know. We're probably here to…read books. You wanna ask those strippers if they've got any books to read?” I was already busting into laughter before ending my words. Leonard's face squeezed. “C’mon, man. Be serious. What are we doing here for real?”“Unwind. Have fun.” I shrugged, taking off my jacket and leaving it on the space next to me. His eyes popped. “You wanna unwind in a nightclub? Seriously?”I nodded with a smirk. He squeaked, throwing back his head. “Really? Vince! Oh shit, this is unbelievable.” He was having a good laugh. I let him continue with it until he was done. I mean I get the reason behind the reaction. I was usually the type always locked up in my study. Busy. “Principled.” Visiting places like this be

“Isn't he fucking hot?” The girls giggled, ogling at him while sipping from their glasses.I was ogling just as much. Right from when he made his entrance. His all-black attire was sexy as fuck. And those dark shades and the few locks he braided his hair into. He looked every bit the stud tonight. Him. Vince Walker. The man of the night.It was finally his birthday and I've been feeling as crappy as I knew I'd feel if I came here. Been feeling that way since I walked right through the door. But at the same time, I was glad I came. Seeing him again this close soothed a part of me that had been so cocooned in depression in the last few weeks. “I know I shouldn't say this, but…the thought of how big he'd be down there always gets me dangerously excited.”“Keisha!” The other girls giggled alongside her. It was typical girls' gossip. I should join in the fun. But I was so sensitive to their jokes that I couldn't even bring myself to smile. Especially since I've seen it, had it thrusted