The Visitor Novels & Stories

Now inside the room and having a full view of me for the first time, he nodded to me before he turned to Kaden to deliver the news he had brought. “We have a visitor my king.” He said expressionlessly. Even though I knew the news was a strange one as it obviously could not wait till morning, I never expected that it would be about a visitor at that time of the night; it was 2:45am. Kaden looked as surprised as I was. “A visitor?” he asked. “By this time?” he chipped in. “Yes my king.” Adler replied him. “And who might that be?” questioned Kaden.

He reluctantly walked towards the door, throwing it open to see the unwanted visitor. A smile lit up his face at the sight before him. “Baby, you've got a visitor,” he called out while still smiling at the visitor.

"David, what are you even talking about?" I blurted out, pushing my chair back just an inch. The expensive wine suddenly tasted like copper in my mouth. "Where is this coming from? I’m so confused."David didn't blink. He just sat there, watching me with that same unreadable expression."You're acting like I'm some... prize," I continued, my voice rising as the absurdity of the day finally boiled over. "I remember the company anniversary last year at the Palace Hotel. I was coming out of the restroom, the hallway was packed, and I accidentally bumped into you. My hand brushed your backside as I tried to squeeze past. You looked at me with such pure disgust, David. You looked like I had physica

“Well, that’s strange. The log says one visitor for George Walker today. A lady. Mid-20s. Signed in at 3:25, signed out at 3:58.” I felt the blood drain from my face. Mid-20s? A lady? “Who?” My voice cracked. “Who was she? Did she give her name?” The officer shook his head. “Yes, ma’am. But, sorry. We can't disclose that.” My stomach turned over. I gripped the counter for balance. “That’s... Impossible. I didn't... I... I just came from Alberny. Please, I have to see him. Just for a few minutes. Please.”

Chapter Comments Visitor awful the motor literally said unconsenual and he accuses her of it being consensual Visitor what an ass. his brother told him it was probably not consensual

Maybe I had been too harsh with my words. “I'm sorry,” I stepped closer. He nodded his head and moved closer to tap my shoulder. However, a guard walked in bowing his head. “Alpha, a visitor is here,” “What visitor?” Gabriel asked in surprise. “I… she refuses to reveal herself,” he replied. I stared at Gabriel in confusion as he allowed the guard bring the guest uncertain of who it was.

“I am." I took a staggering step forward. She glared at me like a hunting hawk before opening the gate widely. “You have a visitor." “Visitor?!" I mused, my mind spiralling with different thoughts. Who could the visitor be? I am just an orphan. I have no family. The only family I have is Maverick, my husband. Could the visitor be Maverick? Curiosity took me out of the cell and I trailed behind the Warden, my chest hammering against my chest, audible in my ear as my thoughts about who the visitor could be made tension rose in my heart.

With a determined gaze, I stepped further into the room, my eyes barely leaving the visitor, and my lips pinned in a straight line. “And who might you be?”

"It's Emery Craig, sir. That's her." The guard turned to me after Elias pointed at me using his lips. The guard scratched his head. "I heard it clearly, sir. It's Emery Gray. Are you Emery Gray?" I was shocked but I nodded. "Y-Yeah…I think so…" "You have a visitor, ma'am." "Visitor? I just started today. Why would I…have a visitor?" "It must be a car buyer." I heard a whisper and a laugh behind me. I clenched my jaws and put the printed documents on the table before I looked at the guard again. "Who is it, sir?"

I couldn't help grinning from ear to ear. I chuckled, the recent events replaying in my head. Especially the way she shivers anytime our skin comes in contact. Whenever I touch her, her reactions are always priceless, but always the same as mine…or maybe less. Oh, the visitor. I walked to the front door reprimanding myself that I forgot all about the said visitor. I didn't know who I thought I was expecting, but I knew the only person or people capable of visiting were my staff or my driver.