CyrusMy apology wasn’t accepted, just as I knew it wasn’t, but at least it wasn’t sitting on my conscience anymore, just like Eva said. I was glad I’d followed her advice. I had quite a bit of work today, and was dreading it before it even happened because of how much pain I was in. The fight left my muscles aching from the exertion, but for the first time in a long time, I felt alive. Cameron wouldn’t be accompanying me to the Convent, so I went alone. He was more pissed than Vivian even, and I wished I could take the stupid shit I said back, but that wasn’t possible. I hated it when the family was so divided. Then again, we were always like this. It was them against me; always had been. If it weren’t for Eva, I wasn’t sure of what I was going to do with myself. I’d probably keep the argument going and made things much worse. Speaking of which, last night was a breakthrough. I wasn’t exactly sure why I felt that way, but something convinced me of that. We would never go hack to

Cyrus Dinner was served in exactly twenty minutes. I was surprised by the efficiency, and mildly disappointed because I really wanted to make an example of them in hopes that this would never again happen. Eva’s eyes were downcast, and I feared that I’d embarrassed her. She didn’t understand, though. To me, she meant more than all these people even though I’d known her for a shorter time. The fact that my own damn employees were seeking to belittle her when my family was already doing it drove me mad with the kind of rage that could cause some serious damage. Who’d they think they were?Eva could very well be my future Luna. I meant what I’d said. “Let’s eat,” I told her, digging in first even though I wasn’t particularly hungry. I felt guilty for not having told her that I wouldn’t have dinner at home. I told Marcia to deliver the message, though, and she didn’t. For some reason, she interpreted ‘tell Eva I won’t be home for dinner’ as ‘don’t make any dinner and let my mate sta

CyrusWords couldn’t describe how pissed off at Eva I was. For a few reckless moments, I’d allowed myself to hope that something could happen between us. I thought we were making progress. I’d never force her to get into any kind of relationship with me, but I sure as hell wouldn’t mind it if we entered into one consensually. However, with this talk of her becoming Head Priestess of the New Convent, it all would come crashing down and we’d have no chance whatsoever. I never hated Gasper more than I did right now. I invited them to stay for lunch, but they declined, claiming that they had much to do. Gasper was currently explaining to Eva everything that he planned on doing with the Convent, and she was so excited at the prospect that it just made me feel like shit all over again. Meanwhile, Xilian wouldn’t stop looking at me, and it was unnerving. We broke things off. This shouldn’t be happening. She made a signal with her eyebrows the way she always did when she wanted to fuck

Cyrus What the hell just happened?I couldn’t explain it even if someone held a damn gun to my head. One second, we were arguing, and the next, I’d kissed her and then everything went straight to hell from there. I rushed to my bedroom, hoping that nobody would see me because I was rock hard. I closed the door behind me and then rushed to the bathroom. I splashed water on my face, but what was I thinking? It wasn’t going to be enough. Not even the coldest shower in the world would get rid of this boner. So, I unzipped my pants, and got straight to work. I came hard, Eva’s name dangling on the tip of my tongue. I could still taste her in my mouth, and smell her heavenly scent on my skin. Once I was done, I cleaned up and sat on the floor of the bathroom with my head in my hands. What was I going to do now?I had no clue, and that was a rarity for me. I always had a plan, even when everything had long gone to shit. However, everything with her was different, and I was all but losi

Cyrus I was starting to lose my mind, mostly because I went to sleep thinking about fucking Eva, and I woke up with that thought in my mind, too. Yesterday, I was too distracted by what Andy had told me to pay much mind to it. But now, now that desire had my full attention.It was almost like I could smell her from down here. I glanced at Brock, and it didn’t seem like he noticed this at all. Naturally, I wouldn’t ask him if he could smell Eva. If he did, would I have noticed, though?I wasn’t sure, and I didn’t want to know the answer to it. I glanced at the stairs. Marcia was coming downstairs with a tray. I assumed it was from Eva’s room. We made eye contact briefly before she went into the kitchen. I hadn’t asked her about what Andy said. Today was supposed to be the day of that investigation, but I was distracted. My cock was semi-hard all the time now, and whenever I thought about her, it got harder. What was this? I didn’t know enough about mates to understand. All I knew