William was more than rightfully pissed off. He was just about ready to kill his brother then and there, despite his misgivings about Anna.She was still his mate, for fuck’s sake!That had to be it, because there were no other explanations for why he would be feeling this fury roiling inside of him like this.And on top of it, he had failed to stop reacting like this to all things concerning her.Why? Why did this woman who had done her best to trick him with her beauty, still cause this reaction in him?To his brother pinned powerlessly underneath his grip, William snarled. “Don’t worry, Ethan. I heard you loud and clear.” He leaned in, and Ethan’s green eyes widened. “But I have no intention of letting you ruin the one good secretary that I have.”With that, he released his brother and tossed him to the side. Ethan coughed raggedly, rubbing his hand on his throat.“Get out. My patience with you is far gone now,” Ethan smirked as William said that.“You’re very touchy for a man who

William had thought his troubles for the day were over and he could go home, when he heard another knock only a few minutes after he had sat down.Damn it, he thought furiously.Did everyone here wish to make his life difficult?!With a growl, he got up and opened the door with such force that the girl standing on the other side had to blink several times.“What is it?“ He asked as he regarded the executive’s assistant which he was temporarily making use of for the day.“Sir… it’s the police.” The girl - what was her name again, Anita or something? - replied shakily.William cocked a brow at her before looking over her shoulder to see the man in uniform standing right behind her.The girl stepped aside as William left his office and shut the door behind him, approaching the police officer with confusion.“Good day,” William greeted. “What seems to be the problem here?”The equally confused looking policeman looked mildly intimidated by William, who was already a head taller than most

Anna left the police station feeling nothing but hollow. As she entered the cab, pulling her sleepy children into it, she couldn’t help but think that she was cursed.After all, it seemed only bad things tended to happen to her one after the other.She felt like crying, but she couldn’t just get.Within minutes, they reached home, and she tried not to look pitiful as the cab driver glanced behind her at the house he had dropped her and her twins at. She had barely taken a look at it that morning, but she knew very well how it looked. The very image of her beautiful house she purchased with money she saved up for years, having the windows and doors damaged, was simply soul-crushing.Nevertheless, she tried to console herself.She had contacted the insurance company and they would be sending someone to look at it by tomorrow morning. And the police statement would help her claim get approved quicker, so perhaps she wasn’t so cursed after all.After making sure Andrew and Andrea had thei

The office of the temp agency was small, dreary looking with its grey walls and white flickering lights on the ceiling. In the air, there seemed to be a slight musk that Anna couldn’t identify the source of for the life of her.She absolutely hated it but was resigned to sit at a corner and wait as the receptionist had told her to.‘I need this job,’ she told herself, her feet tapping ceaselessly on the worn red carpet.And if on autopilot, she picked up her phone and dialed her father’s number.It rang twice before the call was picked up.“Dad?” Anna called, sounding agitated. “How are the twins? Are they alright? Did they eat?” She asked him.“Relax, Anna.” Her father sighed. In the background, Anna could hear the faint sound of a cartoon on the other end of the call. “You can trust us,” he assured his daughter. “They are safe.”She refrained from letting slip that her father had actually given her reason not to trust them. The police officer, Richard, had informed her that Sophie w

Anna couldn’t help the tears rushing out, her body giving in to the weariness she felt. But through that episode of weakness, the one thing a part of her couldn’t fathom was why William was still there comforting her. She had expected everything but that. If he had pushed her away, or said disparaging comments, maybe she wouldn’t have had the courage to let her tears fall.Maybe she would have wiped her tears furiously and rushed into the house in embarrassment. Instead, she felt exposed to a part of him she had never seen before, and she didn’t, for the life of her, know exactly how to react to that.William was silent, feeling so much hurt at the sight of his mate sobbing uncontrollably in his arms. It seemed, he mused silently, that despite his desire to stay away from her, all his instincts to protect her as his mate had overridden his decisions and will. It was like this woman was breaking down his walls one after the other, practically bulldozing through them without any regard