I wasn't telling him, or anyone. They didn't deserve to know, no one cared. Damian would want to keep me under tabs for his child which is the exact same reason I didn't want him to know. I didn't want to see him again, ever. He had nearly ruined my mental health and my sanity. I didn't want another heartbreak. Besides he wasn't worth it. He didn't deserve to know.
The first thing that had came to my mind when Sparkle dropped the bomb was;
Tell him, Damian would be overjoyed. Maybe he would love you back.
But the image of his snarling face filled with so much hate had filled my head and I thought bettet of it. He probably would keep me until I give birth, then he would throw me out.
Not happening.
I stepped out of the hotel and drove to my company. Or rather Damian's company which he put in my name. At least it was the one thing I loved which he didn't take away and funny enough it was because I agreed to sign the divorce papers. I pushed open the glass doors and walked it. It was the stares that made me feel like something was wrong. Rita, the receptionist gave me a cold look.
"Can we help you" she said and my eyes widened.
Can we help you? This is my freaking company'.
"Umm you seem to realize you work as a receptionist here right" I asked and she scowled.
"Yeah I know that, and I also know that you are not my boss" she seethed.
"What?" I exclaimed, "What are you talking about?"
"She's talking about Damian handing over the company to me" came Carmen's voice behind me and I whirled around staring at her in shock.
"That a lie" I said and she grinned.
"Well it's true. Damian handed over the company to you. Blotted out you name among the rights to own it" she said and I have her my most angry stare.
"Liar, Damian told me if I sighed the papers then I could keep the company" I insisted and Carmen laughed.
"You're so blind and delusional Veronica. You thought he was gonna keep that promise? How naive can you even get?" She said and tossed me a set of papers. My heart shattered again to a million pieces when I saw my the rights given to Carmen on the paper signed and authorized by the bureau.
"Ta-da! The company is now mine. There's nothing for you Tori. No one cares about you and your beautiful face"she said and I nodded sadly.
"You're evil and one day I'll take my revenge" I said and she laughed hard, a cold cruel mocking laughter.
"Even the moon goddess doesn't like. Because if she did this she wouldn't be happening to you." She mocked and I smiled.
"Thank you for letting me know how evil you are" I said and she grinned.
"I am not evil Ver, no one just loves and would ever love you" she said and I growled.
"I don't need anyone's love" I said and he smiled.
"Of course" she said sarcastically. "So why don't you get the fuck out of my company and go back to whatever slithering hole you crawled out from" she said. I scowled.
"I…."
"Guards" she screamed and I nodded. I could hear everyone laughing and I nodded. Now I know my enemies.
The drive back to the hotel seemed longer, I had to stop to try and hold myself together not to give in to the tears. It had taken all my willpower not to let my anger to the surface and rip off Carmen's face. I wasn't a violent person but the need to do that to Carmen at that moment had been so strong.
I needed to forget. I needed to something to drown my sorrows. I needed something to drink, I drove to a popular pub I knew and parked outside. I just sat there collecting my thoughts, having no idea thing everywhere was dark.
Evening perfect, time to drink.
"One bottle of vodka please" I yelled and the bartender nodded and disappeared behind the counter he came back with a bottle of vodka in his hand ms I snatched it from him and tossed him a wad of cash.
"Thank you…"
"Just go" I growled, not even in the mood. I tried drinking it all at once and I gritted my teeth at the strong taste so I just resorted to taking it in sips. I could feel the drink relaxing my nerves and going right to my head.
I kept on drinking till I started to feel tipsy. Werewolves don't get drunk easily and it would take like an outrageous amount of drinking to make us drunk and yes that was what I did. I could feel stares all around me and I couldn't blame them. It wasn't everyday humans see a strange woman drinking up to fourteen bottles of vodka just to drown her sorrows. I imagined how it would be and I chuckled.
The door opened and a very handsome looking man stepped in. The moment he stepped in I could sense he was no human, he had this powerful aura around him, so powerful I could feel my wolf retreating which meant one thing...he was an alpha. He looked so handsome that all I could do was stare at his face, even Damian felt like a kid compared to this perfection at the door. He turned to the barkeep and whispered something. I could feel the superior alpha vibe coming off him.
He was an alpha, what was an alpha doing here? This isn't your territory wolfie.
Then he turned as if he heard that and headed in my direction.