Leah's POV "Miss Leah, your car is ready," Mr. Carson said. "Alpha specifically asked me to prepare this car for your first day of work." I looked at the red Ferrari 250 GTO in front of me and frowned. "Mr. Carson, I can't really show up at work by driving this car. It looks so flameboyant and I don't want to attract any unwanted attention. Do you have something low profile?" "It's either this or the Lamborghini Huracán that Alpha gave you as a present the other day." Mr. Carson shrugged. No Lamborghini. Definitely not the Lamborghini. I thought to myself. "What's the situation here?" Troy Greer, my Father's Head of Security, showed up. He was in a sleek, well-pressed uniform and looked like the contract model on an army recruitment poster. Finn withdrew as soon as he saw Troy. He had a phobia of uniforms. "What kind of car do you drive?" I asked Troy. "An Audi R8, Miss Lewyn." Troy replied. "Cool. Can I borrow it for a few days?" I asked. "I promise to return to you unscratc
Leah's POV Sunshine poured into the car and plated everything in gold. Finn stared at me like he was staring out at the horizon. The morning sky was clear, with a dash of clouds. It was a tranquil backdrop to the chaos of the streets as well as the emotions inside the car. As I sat on the edge of the seat, my kneel buckled. I couldn't help but feel torn. I knew my feelings for this man. He was my second chance and there was no question about that. But the pull of everything else, including the difference in social status and the complexity of my marital status, were growing stronger by the minute. I had worked so hard all my life to meet the perfect man in my life, and now it was slipping through my fingers, just like that. I glanced over at Finn. The soft glow of sunshine cast a halo around his features. He was everything that I had ever wanted as a mate and a lifetime partner. And the thought of leaving him behind was breaking my heart. I had always been a dreamer of love, but
Leah's POV We were flying. As Darren revved the engine, I felt the power of the motorbike beneath me. A wave of adrenaline rushed through my body. The wind whipped past me, tugging at my Armani suit as the bike roared and accelerated down the road. The scenery around me became a blur as we flew past. It was the first time I felt my world literally reduced to a blur of colors and shapes. I mean, I had ridden a horse before, but riding on Torrent was completely different from riding Darren. No. I mean riding along with Darren on a bike. I gripped Darren's waist tightly. My body tensed with fear. I could feel my heart pounding against his back, with my breath coming in quick gasps. But despite my fear, I felt that Darren was of great confidence and control of a fast-moving bike. The road stretched out before us like a ribbon, and he navigated every turn and curve with ease. For a moment, I felt that we had become part of the bike. The roar of the engine filled my ears, drowning out
Leah's POV "The stripper guy?" Gean stared at me in surprise. "I'll explain it to you later," I said to Gean while walking into the building. After swiping my card on the elevator control panel, the private elevator opened in front of me. I walked in with Jalin and Gean following me. The door shut in front of us and the elevator started to move up steadily and fast. If it wasn't for the increasing number on the electronic panel, I wouldn't even tell you that the elevator was climbing to the 70th floor within 30 seconds. I broke the silence, "I let Finn go back to Sheridan Club." "Why did you do that?" Jalin raised his eyebrows. "Sak Doyle, the club owner, is his brother. He wants to stay with his brother. So I let him go," I said. There was a bitter taste in my mouth when I actually said these words. A crazy thought suddenly struck me - If I ran to the Sheridan Club right now, maybe I could still take Finn back. If Sak dared to stop me, I could punch him in the nose and take
Leah's POV "Leah, you're being a very naughty girl," Jalin whispered while looking directly into my eyes. The expression in his eyes was as cold and sharp as surgical knives. I tried to move my arms, but I couldn't, because my wrists were locked by his hand. I panicked and struggled because the wolf in me panicked as well. Like every time she screwed up something, she immediately backed off and let me take over. "Let go of me..." I whispered, trying to take back my arms from his grip. Jalin recognized the human sanity in my voice but still refused to let go of my arms. He tilted his head and asked in a cold, steady voice, "Have you calmed down? Are you ready to talk?" I avoided his inquiring eyes by turning my head away, biting my lips in shame, and nodding slightly. Jalin let go of my arms and sat on the side of the sofa. I tried to climb up, but my head was spinning and the next thing I realized, I was leaning against his shoulder. He sighed and wrapped his arm around my s
Leah's POV With rounds of applause, I walked down the podium and took my seat next to my brother. He seldom revealed his true feelings in front of other people, but at that time, he couldn't help but look at me with approval. Board members around the table commented - "This is a great presentation on the Mediland market." "Very insightful. Thank you, Miss Lewyn." "We're very lucky to have such an aspiring young lady join our team." Just as I was smirking inside, I heard a sharp, high-pitch voice at the other end of the table - "I have some concerns regarding Miss Lewyn's plan." I looked up and saw the Head of Eastern Market, Ava Dinara, glaring at me. Being the only female member in this board meeting, she was definitely a sight to behold, with her striking features and commanding presence. Her dark, wavy hair was sleek and pulled back into a tight bun, framing her sharp jawline and piercing blue eyes. Her tailored suit hugged her curves in all the right places, easily making
Jalin's POV I love my job of being a Lycan's Beta. But there are times in my life that make me hate being a werewolf in general. If I were a human being, I could easily bash someone's head against the wall and torture him the way I like it until that motherfucker decides to cooperate with me, because, well, human beings were born with the right to be unapologetically ruthless and mean to their own kinds. But no. I am a werewolf and I wasn't born with an innate need of killing my own kind. Plus, I work for a Lycan Prince. So I have to handle technicalities very carefully when it comes to torturing someone for confession. "I'll give you one more chance to tell me who you really are." I stared at Finn, who was curling up on the floor in front of me. He was covered in blood and there wasn't a single part of his skin that was still intact. I know now it's too late to say something like I have absolutely nothing to do with it, but the truth is, when I arrived at Sheridan Club 20 minute
Leah's POVThe meeting room was filled with the hum of voices as people filtered out, chattering amongst themselves about their summer houses in Switzerland and the coming auctions, complimenting each other on their new trophy wives, yachts, and cigars.As I walked out of the meeting room, accompanied by Gean, I felt a sense of exhilaration wash over her. I had just given a presentation that had gone flawlessly, and all the audience, except Ava, had responded with a thunderous round of applause. Probably I was still under the influence of Leo's magic potion, I didn't know. Anyway, it was a feeling that I had never experienced before, and it was one that I would tr