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46. I miss Mommy.
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Living with the Enemy. 47. Allergic to cinnamon.
Sofia.I went to check on Deangelo and he was not in his room, only for me to get to Diego’s room and meet him there asleep with his kids on both sides of him. And for some reason, the sight just annoyed the heck out of me.I loved the way there was decision him and the kids before, I enjoyed seeing them have so much disagreements and misunderstandings. I also want him to keep his indifferent attitude towards his kids because I felt like it benefits me somehow, especially when it is time for him to get married to me. Mia and Diego would definitely be the first people to be against it because even though I have been caring for them in my own way before and after their mother’s death, they never treated me like I mattered to them. They just never liked me.The difference in treatments can be clearly seen when Deangelo’s younger sister, Lucy comes around to the house, they get so free with her and they never even want her to leave, and the fact that this has also been adopted with Elena
Living with the Enemy. 48. Elena is Awake.
ELENA.I have been suffering from burning and aches in my bones. I had brief moments of consciousness but my kept dragging me down quickly to oblivion in a means to protect me from all my trauma. I could sometimes feel a caring presence watching over me while I seemed to be out of it and I could not help but wonder if it was my mother who had come to take me away from the cruel world. My mind created a vacuum where my fantasies come to life. In my unconscious mind, I dreamt of myself in an alternate life where mother was still alive. In this world, there was no Salvatore to torment and ridicule me. My mother just took good care of me and even doted on me, in this world too, father was a kind and gentle man who treats me like his queen and princess. Our lives was being lived without any tragedy befalling us. A tiny part of me wondered if I was dead but the thought was squashed just as quickly before doubt could take root in my mind. As the Ibgrew older here, my mom started to talk to
Living with the Enemy. 49. Fun time as a Pack.
Elena.I was walking in the dark night. I made sure not to look back, though I was convinced that I could feel a pair of eyes on me even as the beam from a headlight from nowhere grew faint. The moon illuminated the driveway well enough that I did not need a flashlight. Still, the shadows played charades with my thoughts. Who knew what kind of monsters roam these woods?A hum sounded from inside the backpack on my back, one that I had not noticed before, phantoms from my other life attempting to intrude. I ignored them. I never had a phone, and I was far too young to care about things like social media and the likes... I did not even have the luxury to worry about them. All I needed to worry about at that moment is just getting home. The scuffing of my sneakers was soon overtaken by the rumble of an engine and I walked faster. The trees thinned, revealing an expansive lawn. A roofline crested over the hill. I was almost home. Headlights casted long shadows as an SUV growled and adv
Living with the Enemy. 50. This side of her.
Deangelo.It had been two days since Elena had gotten her consciousness back and the picnic we had was great, it made me.realize that qe needed to do more of that.I was back after a midnight run and I walked into the house only to see a figure in the lounge, looking worn out and when I looked further it was confirmed to be Elena which was quite surprising seeing what the time was.“Boo!” She suddenly jumped at me playfully when she sighted me and I stared at her in dismay wondering what was wrong with her. She literally never acted like this with me. “What the hell?” I cried. Her hair was disheveled and she looked like she had been drinking, even though she did not risk of it but knowing how lightheaded she was. She could literally smell like roses and still be drunk because just one cup was all it takes for her. She laughed out loud and pointed at me. “Ha-ha, got you.” She looked down at me and stumbled back as her pointer finger dropped to my stomach. “Ohhhh, your abs are out to
Living with the Enemy. 51. What a man's got to do.
Deangelo.Before I lost total control of myself, I stood to my feet, adamant on beating this, "That's enough alcohol to get you to deep sleep, Elena." I said to her as I collected the cup in her hands, poured the remnant in it into the sink and then washed the cup.While I was doing this, I had thought she would wait but then, she had started to go up to stairs to the third floor on her own, sulking while at it like I had made her done what she was not interested in doing or like a kid who had been deprived of sleep.I chuckled and proceeded to my room too because by the time I got to our floor, her door was closed and I was sure that she would be able to take care of herself and hopefully fall asleep like she had wanted.I however was not going straight to bed, I was way too aroused and hard to even try to. Elena’s image of dancing so sensually and being so free rather than scared with me because of her state was very arousing and the fact that I knew that this was nothing she would
Living with the Enemy. 52. The Wild Sensation.
Elena.My eyes felt like it had seen what it should not have yet again as I rushed out of the alpha’s bedroom but as soon as I was out of the room, I bumped into someone.Mia.It was still very early in the morning for her to be up by this time so I was surprised and shocked, coupled with the fact that she had just seen me come out of her father’s room at five in the morning. I could not help but hope that she could not smell alcohol or anything from me.Oh my god!She gave me suspicious looks just before proceeding to speak, “Ms. Elena? Why are you coming out of dad’s room this early in the morning?”I was stunned and words evaded me for a while before I was then able to comport myself and at least find an excuse that would not seem too silly and stupid for a teenager, “uh... uhm... I was downstairs, I had to go take some water so uhm. he saw me when I walked past his bedroom because the door was slightly opened., them he called on me to help him with some water too. I had gone to gi
Living with the Enemy. 53. A better Job at Hiding.
DeangeloAfter Elena had abruptly let the coffee spill on the table and even a good amount on me, she excused herself and just rushed out. I looked around to see that Sofia and Camila had also witnessed this as well as Mrs. Cali and they all had shocked looks on their faces, obviously thinking that Elena was very out of line for not apologizing for spilling my coffee like that.They even started to look at one another, asking what was wrong with her and why she would be that careless yet not apologize and instead run off like she had something pursuing her.Camila looked like she wanted to walk over to help me with the mess which is actually sort of her job but then Sofia suddenly pushed through and was soon before me helping me clean the coffee off my pants in a manner that was a bit too slow and quite off.“I apologize for Elena’s behaviour, alpha. She is always like this, I think you just let her get aay with a lot of things and that is why she thinks something like this is okay.”
Living with the Enemy. 54. Shut up, Elena!
Elena.I had spent the entire day trying to get the image of naked Mr. Deangelo out of my head but it had been very difficult to do, especially his-Ugh!I facepalmed myself, and I was even thinking of slapping myself hard to hopefully get the sexy man off my head, but Sofia’s voice stopped me. I had not even seen approach me, heck! She never approaches me, she does not even talk to me unless it had something to do with instructions or even scolding me.So seeing her even speaking to me right then with a smile on her face while attempting to take a seat right beside me was nothing short of shocking.“Hy, Elena. How are you doing today?” She asked and it all grossed me out, I felt like it made no sense. Since when did she care about how I was? The same person who never bothered to be kind to me or even ask how I was doing when what had happened to me happened.“Uh, fine?” I managed to reply while trying to think of what could be reason for the sudden and probably temporary change in at
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