>>Ulrich
“Yes sir,” Egon was on the phone with my father, “I can try your majesty,” He had a calm expression on his face as he lied with a straight face, “I’ll do my best.”
I stared at him while he gave my father empty promises. I knew very well that Dad was telling Egon to convince me to come home. He had no other option, after all, I refuse to pick up his calls.
“Yes,” He talked politely, “Goodbye sir,” And then the call finished. He sighed after ending the call and then looked at me who sat on the single-seater couch looking back at him with an amused expression.
“You’ve turned into a great liar.” I nodded at him admir
>>Ulrich“No,” I replied to her, “I didn’t come here for that, and I wasn’t expecting this either,” I shook my head at her in horror, “It didn’t even cross my mind. I just wanted to spend some time with you.”My heart was shattering. I thought it was going to go well. On my way here I had too many happy thoughts that it overloaded my brain. I thought I had a chance, I was so happy that I was grinning like a fool. People stared at me and gave me weird stares because of how excited I was but knowing that she called me here not to give me a chance but to permanently kick me out broke me. It only took a few seconds to shatter the reality I built and scar me. I realized that she hadn’t considered my words at all, “You don’t believe me,” This was the kind o
>>UlrichThe penthouse was dark, I was too tired to even lift my finger and turn on the light when I arrived. This, or perhaps, I didn’t want any light at all. I felt so miserable I sludged to the far end single seater couch that stood by the window and collapsed on it.All the excitement, all the hope, all the fire that had lit inside of me vanished so fast, it seemed to have shut down all my other functions too.I was heartbroken. I thought dealing with Miers would be the end of my problems but even after he’s gone there’s so much to deal with. No, there’s more to deal with.I took a deep breath and rubbed my fingers vertically across my face, starting from the midpoint of the eyebrow
>>Jena“I’m so sorry,” I held the hands of my father while he lay in the hospital bed.“...” He was blankly staring at the ceiling, lost in thoughts of his own, “I’m a bad father, aren’t I?” He whispered the words to me, making my heart sink.“Dad!” I squeezed his hands tighter, “I’m really sorry.” I barely managed to bring him to the hospital in time. I was so afraid when he wouldn’t move, I couldn’t even get myself to call an ambulance. I don’t know how I managed it in the end.My actions were catching up to me. What I had done to him brought me nightmares. I kept thinking I had become a murderer and of my o
>>UlrichThat was heavy. I’ve lived a good life so I didn’t even think that there could be a reason like this which explains why she was so distrusting. That was wrong of me. I feel so stupid now. I just relied on the mate bond, I should have gotten to know more about her. Well, not that she gave me a chance…But still, I saw firsthand what that woman Mary did to her. But Jena let it go. I didn’t think about it deeply at that time, but isn’t it because she’s used to this? She expected she might get betrayed.“Did you take care of that guy who was stalking her? Ron?”“Yea,” He nodded, “We got a restraining order against him.”
>>Jena“Yes,” She nodded.We looked directly at each other, and I saw no lies in her eyes.I shook my head, “That doesn’t make any sense,” I started to feel weird, “I need more explanation.” I tried to carry the information with me as we went ahead, “So what does being mates mean?”“It means you’re meant to be together.”“No, wait,” I shook my head, “Like you’re supposed to marry them and have kids and all the living life together shit?”
>>PortiaJuniur is a college student. He’s working part-time here at the cafe to earn extra cash.“Those are your friends?” He asked me as he passed me the ice cream tray.“Yea,” I answer.He glanced at them again, “All of them look a lot older than you.”I held the tray in my hands and then paused, “Yea…” I nodded, “They are,” I didn’t pay it much attention but now that I think about it, I’m a lot younger than all of them. Jena is the one closest to my age and she’s twenty-six.“Don’t get stressed over i
>>Jena“Ron…?” I can recognize voices right away, I guess I developed it because I end up in sticky situations every now and then, especially because alluring people like me always have people coming after us.And just as I guessed his name, he disconnected the call. With my heart pounding and my brain sending constant alert signals, I turned and started running toward the house. Shortly after I noticed the sound of someone running after me. This time, I didn’t stop, I kept running and glanced back.I saw him.A hooded figure with his face barely visible but I knew it was him. Why is he here? Didn’t he get a restraining order??! I thought Harou took care of it!? I ran full speed
>>Jena“Egon!!” Portia’s call was answered, “Egon! Help!” Her voice trembled after she heard the sound of her mate but unfortunately for her and for me, “Egon….?” The call didn’t connect properly, “E-gon…”The tooting sound of the call ending made us both look at each other in horror. The weather was bad, it had started raining more heavily and the signals were disrupted. I wonder if he even heard us at all. Did he hear Portia calling out his name and asking for help?The sound of glass crunching from the kitchen made us both stand up in fear. We had an intruder!“What do we do?” Portia whispered and I took her hand.