I woke up feeling groggy, the events of yesterday still clear and going round heavily on my mind. Damon had left early this morning for the trip to lunar with his secretary Selene, leaving me to get killed by whoever that burglar was.Of course , he was heartless like that. As I sat at the breakfast table, pushing cereal around in my bowl, my phone buzzed. I had a video call scheduled with Luxury to check in on the business. The call was pasted in a blur. I nodded and gave half-hearted responses as Elizabeth and Jennie updated me on the sales and upcoming events and also some VIP customer lately. My mind kept drifting back to what happened yesterday, making it hard to focus. Once the call was over, I tried to shake off the unease and decided to freshen up. I couldn't stay here alone any for another day.What if whoever has been stalking me, or the burglar broke in.I pulled on a ruffled skirt and a matching shirt, trying to put some effort into my appearance even though I felt anyt

I just came back from one of the numerous pack meeting one afternoon, so I decided to just stop by at Luxury, since it was a bit early to go home and I wanted to tire myself out so I'd just fall asleep once I reach home and not have time to think about my life. As I was browsing through racks of new designs to showcase , my phone buzzed with a notification. It was an email from one of the fashion bloggers I had been in touch with to help push Luxury out front. I tapped on the photo attached to the email, hoping for a distraction, but the words on the screen only made my heart skip a beat.“Ms Pierce, I thought you might want to know. I saw Victor at an event last night with a woman I've never seen before. They looked pretty close. Thought you'd want to know. Take care.”Marigold, the blogger, after seeing the photos of me and Victor at the red carpet event didn't stop pestering me to date him even though I told her that was a private matter and he was my father in-law.She was a blogg

We took the next flight back to the pack the morning after Theo called to say he was on his way back. I wanted to stay behind since there wasn't anything particularly exciting to go back to, but I followed anyway. We were about to board when Cecil's phone pinged. I turned to her, asking, “Who is it?”She looked at her phone for a moment and smiled, a hint of blush creeping into her cheeks. Before she replied, “It's Theo. He’s at my place, waiting. Earlier, we planned to go on a date once he got back. He’s just reminding me”I had initially wanted to spend the night at her place, but after hearing about her date with Theo, I didn't want to be a third wheel. So I decided that I was going to spend a few hours at Luxury before heading home. When the plane landed, I asked Zara to go home first. I then waved Cecil goodbye as the driver Theo sent came to pick her up. I got into my own car and drove to Luxury despite feeling jetlagged. It was almost night, so no one was there. I tried

Victor hadn't gone to work for the past days, was it the homesickness? He just calls me every second to go on dates or cuddle because he was bored. I don't even remember the last time I went to luxury, because he wouldn't let me, and when I complain about the money I'm losing, he gives me his card because he makes times a thousand of what I make monthly, and he makes them everyday. Even at home. So I didn't insist, I just take the card and kiss him to sleep and then go waste my life. One time I was having a meeting with a few council women at the house and he suddenly visited.It was a women's meeting so he was asked why he came and I had to help him answer because I knew whatever was going to come out of his mouth was going to implicate the both of us. He had to go back, or so I thought, because when the women left and I wasn't about to visit Luxury, I was attacked in the dimly lit parking lot. By him.He was sex starved, because I was punishing him and was on my period. So two days

I found myself standing in the middle of the pack’s cemetery. I knew it was the cemetery when I saw the half fallen gate with rusted iron that Damon has promised to change a million times but never did.It was the dead of night, and everything was cloaked in darkness. I could barely make out the outlines of the gravestones around me. The silence, only broken by the occasional hoot of an owl or a distant, eerie mournful cry.I was holding a bouquet of white roses in my hand, I wasn't holding this earlier. I mean, I just finished having dinner in bed from Victor and a box of chocolate, so how the hell did I get here.“Vee?!"“Victor!?”No reply came.I glanced around, hoping to find someone at least but there was no one, not even an animal.My heart stopped beating momentarily.In front of me was an open grave, its dark, gaping maw seemed to beckon me. It was odd.Who dug a grave and left it open? Where had the cemetery man gone to?And why did the plaque have my name?Suddenly the win