Honey Trap

Belle's POV

"Hazel, can you bring a set of fresh clothes on your way to Walkers' Mansion?" I typed to my friend and slumped on the sofa. A deep, exhausted sigh left my lips. That jerk Alaric, what does he think of himself? Shit! I fucked up last night. I shouldn't have put those terms. Now how am I going to get that precious land?

"Ma'am, your family is here." I was grumbling when the young maid comes to me and inform me about mom and grandpa's arrival. I spurred from the couch and ran to the door.

"Mom, Grandpa." I hugged them both. I feel at ease now. Mom must be worried about me, and I know she would blame herself.

"Sorry, Belle. I failed to be a good mother." Mom held my hands as tears fell from her eyes.

"It is not your fault, mom. I should have told you earlier." God! I hate seeing mom in tears.

"Enough! Now my darling is fine. Don't dwell on past." Grandpa scolded mom and winked at me.

"Wait!" As I was a