Orlan POVI was so glad to see Scarlett eat her food, but all of a sudden I sensed something.My sense is very good, and I could sense danger. Without thinking twice I wrap my hands around Scarlett to protect her, and then my mansion was being invaded by wolves. Being in that coffin, I know that when I'm eventually set free, the wolves of my previous pack are all going to seek revenge. I did a lot of bad things in the past, and I'm not proud about it, but still... I was expecting them to at least give me some time before seeking revenge. When they all invaded my mansion, I could tell that they were all here because of me. They pretend not to see Scarlett, but I know them too well. I decided to fight them with all my strength since they came here, particularly because of me. During the process of fighting, I was still watching over Scarlett.She seems frightened, and I mean very frightened. From the look of things, I suspect that she's about to collapse.Just as I had thought,

I woke up the next morning with a bright smile on my face.Orlan had made funny faces to make me smile, and when Addison had asked who's that... I deny the fact that I was staring at anyone. In this case, I'm grateful for Orlan's superpower.Orlan had disappeared when my brother stared outside the window. The night quickly ended, and now is another day. A day off... Well! I hope that today will be greater than my expectations. I rise from the bed, and to my surprise, my brother is already awake. He's currently busy writing something which only he is aware of. "Why are you awake so early?" I ask him, before closing the distance between us. "I was thinking of a way to set you free," Addison stated, but he wasn't staring at me. "Did you come up with a way?" I find myself asking, and then I scold myself. He breathes out in frustration, and then he shakes his head sideways. "I'm still thinking of a way, and the only method that came to my mind is that we should report this to the p

After hearing those words from Orlan, I pretend not to know the exact meaning behind those words... as I stare outside the window. The car ride was just so exhausting that I slept off before we could even reach our destination. I felt a strong carrying me, and I forced my eyes open only to see Edward."You are tired. Have some rest." He uttered, without even allowing me to jump down from his body. He climbs the staircase and then he drops me on my bed, before making his way out of the room. I no longer feel sleepy so I was able to see him make his way out of my room. When he was finally gone, I rose from the bed and made my way toward the bathroom. I haven't had my morning bath, so I quickly took my bath, and after cleaning my body properly, I put on the white bathrobe. There are some changes in the room, and I can see that there's now a closet which is filled with Ladies' wear. I grab some underwear and put them on. Since I'm no longer feeling sleepy, I made my way towards t

The day was fast spent with me discussing some things with Orlan. Getting to know him better wasn't so much of a bad idea, and I also figured out that he's friendly and also dangerous when offended. Rising from the bed, a bright smile was plastered on my pretty face. I quickly took my bath and wore a plain black shirt, white long sleeves, and a pair of black shoes. This is officially my first time wearing office wear, and I feel a little bit weird. I'm a lady who's in her early twenties so I have to behave more like an adult, instead of behaving like a kid. Grabbing a black handbag, I made my way out of the room, only to bump into Orlan.He hangs his mouth slightly open and stares at me in admiration. "You look like a good lady." He complimented, without gazingsaway. "I know that I look stunning, but the problem is my hair... It makes me seem weird." I complain. Naturally most ladies are born with black, brown, or blunt hair. On the other hand, my parents gave birth to me wit

"Why did you do that?" I finally have the chance to question Orlan. We are currently on our way home, and the entire day was Damm so busy that I just couldn't find the right time to ask him. Orlan had called me his wife in front of the entire board members. I was puzzled because I don't have an idea of where exactly this is coming from. "I mean if you have to promote the new brand of perfume by allowing an actress and actor to promote it...Then the first line which they are expected to use is... Wifey! what are you staring at!" Orlan had said to the board members. It occurs to me that they have just launched a new brand of perfume and they want a model to promote it. Those present buy the idea of his statement, but for the short time that I had known Orlan... I can tell that there's more to his words. "We are going to the boutique to get you something that you feel comfortable with," Orlan replied, as he continued to ignore my previous question. "You are ignoring me," I said,