17

Amelia Pov.

His dad left, and the room was intense. No one was ready to speak up, not even Scar, who had been eyeing the conversation.

"What are you planning on doing about this right now, Ash?" Leo asked the question that was going on in my mind at the moment.

"Nothing; we've come too far to call it off; and henceforth she would manage the company with me. "He spoke, slowly standing from his seat.

He began to pace around the room worriedly as we all maintained quietness.

After some time,he stopped pacing and then faced us with his eyes partially fixed on me.

"As far as you are concerned, you don't get to play with my family business; otherwise, I'd chase you till the end of the world, "he warned, pointing a finger at me.

What a man with bunches of attitude; even his old father is ten times better than he is. Sometimes, I wonder where he gets these charismatic traits, if not from his father.

"I get, I'm not planning to elope with whatever it is that your father handed over to me and suck it up. Your characters stink. I wonder how they were able to cope with your alluring character for this long, "I mutter, angrily staring at him.

"Shish, don't be too rude to the alpha. He was only trying to make sure you didn't steal our pack's belongings," Scar responded instead, in place of Ash.

"Since when did you become his speaker all of a sudden?" I asked, staring at her.

Her annoying face bore into me. Leo was silent, and Ash was lost in his thoughts.

"Since you came into the picture," she snorted, staring at me.

She was about to utter another word, but the buzz from her phone caught her attention as she frowned at her face before she picked up the call and walked off after landing a deep peck on Ash's forehead.

"I understand she is your best friend, and you love to flirt with her, but don't you think doing it while I was here is disrespectful to me?" I asked, angrily watching her as she walked off happily after giving me a fuck-off sign.

"You are not in a competition with her, and if you were, she would beat you to it." He said it with a stern look. His words somehow struck me deeper than I expected.

"Suit your arrogant freaky self, you fucking bastard," I yell, maintaining my composure as everyone, including the guard and Leo, went silent.

Ash was stuck to the floor as he clenched his fist angrily. I stood to my feet to avoid attracting the attention of others to me.

I stormed off after a hard glare at him. He always has a reason to remind me that I'm nothing but his possession, which he bought with money.

"Fucking asshole, "I mutter before I walk off, leaving him in his shadow, with Leo watching me quietly as I step away.

I thought I was a strong girl, but damn it, I couldn't feel the tears that were falling from my eyes until they landed on my hands.

I sigh, staring at myself in the mirror. I was deeply hurt. And I couldn't hold it anymore. I let the tears fall freely from my eyes as I blamed my fate and destiny for my ill luck.

If only I didn't need the money for something important, I would not be here taking insults from this fuckin asshole. Why be treated as trash? Fucking bastards are what he is.

"Remain calm, Lia; everything will be fine. You can still bear and control your anger until the contract is over. You aren't going to die; you are only going to get hurt to get what you wanted, and everyone would be happy, "I said to myself, staring at the mirror.

A few minutes later, the door to the room opens, and here comes the devil incarnate, walking majestically into the room with his tempting abs and sexy body. His half-exposed chest bounced up and down while staring lavishly at me.

I gulped down the cup of water in my hands as I watched his tempting body, unable to move or look away from him. Until he gets to the room and stands beside the wardrobe.

"Stop lusting over what could never be yours for a lifetime, but you can actually enjoy it while it lasts, "he whispered as he began to pull off his shirt, his romantic gaze not leaving me in the mirror.

I scoffed at his statement and then made face of sarcasm.

"Sure, I can never be lustful over a loser and a man whore, "I mutter under my breath.

He paused whatever he was doing and then turned to face me.

Gradually taking a step closer to me as I moved backwards with fear.

"Really, you think so?" He asked,

My body's embracing the wall. He drew closer to me till there was no space between us. He slowly encompassed my face into his hands as he made sure I was staring into his face with my heart beating so faster than normal.

"You wanna see what I'm capable of and what I could do to you? " he asked, yanking my face closer to him.His lips were almost touching mine. I felt wet down there, and slowly I closed my eyes, waiting for him to crash his lips roughly on mine.

"You said you didn't want me, and yet... "He paused, taking in my scent. He moved one finger down to my lips, then to my boobs, and then slowly to my thighs before he rested it on my opening.

"And yet, you are already wet down there without me touching you or kissing you, huh, little Candy. "He mutters to me as I take a deep breath.

"I.....I.....I am not wet for you?" I managed to mutter while catching my breath.

"Then, for who? Huh, my sweet little Candy."