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107: My decision was Final.
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Living with the Enemy. 109. More of your Brain.
ELENA. Diego was in a foul mood today. He had gotten into a fight with his friend William over a toy and had promised never to speak to him again. I sat him down and asked him to tell me what happened. Diego’s eyes were downcast, and he fidgeted nervously with his fingers. I could tell that he was upset, and I needed to reassure him that everything was going to be okay. “William took my toy car and refused to give it back,” he said, his voice filled with frustration. I could see why Diego was upset, but I also knew that this was a small matter that could easily be resolved with an apology. “That sounds very frustrating, Diego,” I replied, nodding my head in understanding. “But is it worth losing a friend over?” Diego shook his head, “No, but I really wanted my toy back and when he refused to let me have it, I shouted at him.” "I think you should apologize to William for getting angry with him," I suggested. Diego looked at me skeptically, "But he was the one who took my toy!" "
Living with the Enemy. 108. Father and Grandfather.
ELENA. I did not know what the fight was about, but I did not need to be told that Deangelo needed some time to calm down so I decided to leave things alone for a while, to let him process his emotions and come to terms with what had happened. I didn't want to push him into talking about it if he wasn't ready. I knew that sometimes, when emotions are running high, it's best to take a step back and give people some space. I wanted to be there for Deangelo, to support him in whatever way he needed, but I also knew that he needed to process things on his own. I was walking down the hallway, on my way to the children's playroom when I heard Camilla calling out to me from the kitchen. I turned back to see her rushing towards me, giving her puppy eyes. "Elena, please come with me to the supermarket," she pleaded. "I need to help to get some foodstuff to make the children's favorite food, hopefully, it would cheer them up, mom said so." I paused for a moment, contemplating her request. I
Living with the Enemy. 109. Stalker at the supermarket.
Elena. Walking into the supermarket alongside Camilla, a sense of unease washed over me, refusing to be shaken off. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, and I found myself constantly glancing over my shoulder, half-expecting to catch a glimpse of someone shadowing our every move. While I couldn't pinpoint the exact reason for this uneasiness, I knew it was connected to recent events that had unfolded. Camilla seemed to sense my unease, as she too wore an unsettled expression. It was clear that we both shared a heightened level of caution, knowing that it wasn't safe for us to be so exposed, especially after the alpha's warning about the Amato pack's search for members of our own pack, including Camilla and myself. I made an effort to focus on the task at hand—assisting Camilla with the shopping. I surveyed the faces of fellow shoppers, searching for any signs of suspicion or danger, but found nothing out of the ordinary. Our objective was to collect the necessary groceries
Living with the Enemy. 110. Sofia's Lies.
Elena. I slowly opened the door to Diego's room and peered inside. The room was dark, except for a small night light on his bedside table. I tiptoed closer to his bed and saw that he was sound asleep. His tiny chest was rising and falling with each breath, and his hair was tousled around his face. I smiled softly and sat down next to him on the bed. I watched him for a few minutes, feeling a wave of affection for him wash over me. I couldn't believe how quickly he was growing up. It felt like only yesterday that I came in here as his nanny and he did not like me at all, and now he was so attached to me and even I feel like he is one of the best things I have ever gotten in my life. While I sat beside Diego, I gently ran my fingers through his hair, relishing its soft and silky texture. However, my tranquil moment was abruptly interrupted when he began thrashing and mumbling in his sleep. Concerned, I withdrew my hand and leaned back, observing him intently. In an instant, Diego's e
Living with the Enemy. 111. Playing his dead wife.
Sofia. I was feeling pretty good about myself as I strolled down the hallway towards Deangelo's office. I had successfully planted the seed of doubt in the kids’ mind about Elena, and I was sure that they would be giving her hard time henceforth and as for Mia, she would start having doubts about Elena too no matter her loyalty. Hence, Elena would soon be out of the picture, the mere thought of having Deangelo all to myself made my heart race. I could hear the sound of clinking glass and the smell of alcohol wafting out from under the door as I approached his office. I pushed it open to find Deangelo sitting at his desk, he was slumped in his chair, a bottle of alcohol in his hand, and his appearance was disheveled. His shirt was un-tucked, and his hair was messy, but even in that state, he looked incredibly handsome. Despite the alcohol, his eyes still held that spark of intelligence and strength that I admired in him. His defined jawline and broad shoulders made him look even more
Living with the Enemy. 112. Your Petty Games.
Elena. I took a deep breath before knocking on Sofia's door. I knew this conversation wasn't going to be pleasant, but I needed answers. I wanted to understand why Sofia had told Mia and Diego those things about me. It didn't make sense to me why she was always trying to stir up trouble. We weren't friends, but we were part of the same pack, and I thought we could at least have a civil relationship. I hadn't done anything wrong to her, and I couldn't comprehend her strange animosity towards me. When Sofia didn't open the door right away, I decided to enter her room. To my surprise, she greeted me with a fake smile. "Hey, Elena, what brings you here?" "I need to talk to you," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Sure, you could have shown some manners by knocking first," Sofia retorted as she sat up. I simply rolled my eyes, choosing not to dwell on the fact that I actually did knock before entering. I needed to get straight to the point. "What did you tell Mia and Diego about m
Living with the Enemy. 115. I have had enough.
Luca.I couldn't help but replay the conversation I had with Sofia in my head. She threatened me, yet it was almost comical how she believed she had the upper hand in our situation. I knew that my feelings for Elena could cost me dearly, but I couldn't help but feel drawn to her.While I walked through the halls of the house, I tried to shake off the uneasy feeling that crept up on me. Sofia's words echoed in my mind, and I wondered what she would do if she found out the truth. Would she tell DeAngelo? Would she use it as leverage against me? I knew that I couldn't let that happen, but I couldn't stop my heart from longing for Elena.No matter how hard I tried, it just seemed like my thoughts were consumed by Elena. The way she moved, the way she laughed, the way her eyes sparkled in the light. I couldn't deny it any longer, I was in love with her.But what could I do? I knew Deangelo would never approve of this, never! Heck, he has a thing for the beauty too and its almost comical ho
Living with the Enemy. 116. People on my Side.
Elena.I was seething with anger as she thought about the recent altercation with Sofia. I couldn't believe that she had attacked me like that and was still trying to undermine my position within the pack. I do not get what exactly her problem was with me at all and she would not even go straight to the point and tell it, it was just point blank clear to me that Sofia would stop at nothing to get what she wanted, that which I still did not know clearly.As I walked through the house, I kept replaying the conversation I had with Sofia in my mind. Something about it just didn't sit right with me. It was like Sofia was trying to get under my skin, to provoke me into doing something I would regret. But I wasn't going to give Sofia the satisfaction of seeing me lose my cool. I was determined to stay calm and collected, no matter what. And I knew that I couldn't do this alone. I needed to talk to someone I trusted about the situation.Camila came to mind. She and I had been close since I go
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