Hiding the Alpha’s Heir

“A week before the party. I am hoping it will be finished.”

“Of course, my lord. I shall pay heed to that.”

I sighed in relief when it seemed that Desmond wasn’t rushing to finish his tuxedo. But that didn’t mean that Madam Ibanez would allow us not to have overtime work again. She would rush us for certain to finish it as soon as possible just as she would always do to us.

Then, she wouldn’t even dare to pay our overtime working hours.

“One more thing.”

I glanced at Desmond when he spoke. His eyes were focused on Madam Ibanez as if he was trying to charm her. I scoffed silently. That’s right… That was how you charmed the courtesan and Hazel, didn’t you? That suddenly made me feel bitter as I remembered the past.

I suddenly wanted to get away from this place.

“Yes, my lord? What is it?”

“I need a dress that I need to bestow to someone special to me.”

I simply took the macaroon and ate it, not minding what they were talking about but I felt my stomach churning upside down for some reason upon hearing that Desmond had someone special to him.

Must be Hazel…

“Did you know her size, Lord Verlice?” Madam Ibanez asked as she fished out the journal and was ready to write it down.

I glanced up, waiting for his words but my heart jumped when I caught him looking at me. I even felt my stomach somersaulted.

“Her size is about the same as Lady Seraphina. I want you to take her measurement,” he said while his eyes were piercing me.

“Huh? Me?” I looked at him in disbelief. Was he serious about this? Hazel and I didn’t even have a good body match. She was way more petite than me.

Also, I gained weight and hadn’t regained my body from before ever since I gave birth to Sander. I already thought that I had no time for that since all I had to take care of was my son’s health more than mine.

“Do you have any complaints?” he asked, arching his eyebrow. It was also one way to intimidate me.

I wanted to say that I have a complaint but then, Madam Ibanez chimed in. “Go on, Seraphina. Stand up and I shall take your measure,” she said through gritted teeth.

“But, madam-”

“Stand. Up.” She smiled sweetly, indicating a warning glare at me.

I pursed my lips into a thin line before I glared at Desmond who had a look of amusement in his eyes. I exhaled sharply and forced myself to stand up.

While Madam Ibanez was taking my measure, I quietly prayed that we could leave as soon as possible. The more I kept staying here, the more I felt my blood was boiling just by seeing Desmond. I even got to understand that he was now still with Hazel for sure.

I felt bitterness all of a sudden. He was living his life to the fullest while I was suffering and providing everything for my son. It was good that he didn’t know that he had a son or else, I would try to abscond from him again. As long as he had no idea that we had a pup, it was alright for me to be at ease even though this kind of reunion was something I didn’t expect to experience.

After seven years, I got to meet my mate that I rejected.

When everything was final, Madam Ibanez and I decided to leave. That was a relief to me actually because I couldn’t handle Desmond’s stare. I felt like he could even see my soul right now which sent shivers down my spine.

“Dear me! I forgot my fan back there!”

I blinked at the sudden outburst of Madam Ibanez. She looked panicking and hyperventilating. The fan she usually used was quite expensive and was gifted by one of the noble families who became her clients before.

She turned at me. “Go back! Get it for me!”Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Me?” I parroted, wide-eyed.

Madam Ibanez glared. “Who else am I talking to? The carriage?” she asked sardonically.

My jaw dropped. I opened my mouth to retort back but then I stopped myself. Having no choice, I climbed upstairs again up to the eighth floor.

“Damn that bitch… I swear you will have your karma someday,” I murmured while cursing silently as I was already in front of the door where Desmond was residing. I knocked three times.

I was greeted by Sir Elron as I curtsied in front of him and stated my business. “Oh, I see. Please come in, my lady.”

I hesitated to come in. “Um… Pardon me, Sir Elron.”

“Yes?” He opened the door wide so I could come in but I stayed there just before their door.

I roamed my eyes around the inside of the hotel room before I smiled wryly when I heard silence. “L-Lord Verlice is not here already, right?” I gulped, wanting to confirm if Desmond had already left.

Sir Elron nodded. “Indeed. After you and Madam Ibanez left.” That made me relieved.

“I see,” I said, smiling. Now, I could move freely. I got inside when he invited me one more time. “I must check the couch. Madam must have left it there.”

Sir Elron nodded. “I saw it there. You can take it. I settle it in the drawer.”

“Thank you, Sir Elron.” I went to the living room and went to the cabinet which he said was where he kept the fan of Madam Ibanez. Sighing, I opened it and saw that it was there. “Let’s hope you are not going to lose this again,” I murmured and rolled my eyes. I even huffed bitterly that Madam Ibanez was being careless.

“Of course, I am not going to lose you again, seraphim.”

I shivered when I heard a husky whisper in my ear. I immediately turned my head and gasped upon seeing Desmond who was already behind me. My heart even leaped out of my ribcage because of that.

“What…?” Wait… I thought he already left? “W-Why are you still here?”

Desmond smiled furtively and stepped forward. I felt alarmed and immediately stepped backward until I felt the cabinet on my back. I panicked when Desmond didn’t waste any time trapping me in between his arms, leaning his arms to either side of me.

I leaned back my head when he drew his face closer to me. His intoxicating perfume reached through my nostrils. “I knew that you would come back to get that,” he whispered huskily to my ear.

I could feel my knees wobble right at the moment. I felt like I was thrown back from the times when I first met him. I calmed myself. Do not fall from this trap again, Seraphina. Do not let him overpower you again and end up getting hurt for the third time.

“Get off me,” I said through gritted teeth. I placed my hands on his chest and was about to push him away from me but I gasped when he suddenly pressed his front body to me. “D-Desmond!” I exclaimed, flushing at the awkward position I had with him.

I could have sworn my body reacted when he pressed his front body more and entrapped me with his arms. I shivered when I felt his hot breath fanning against my ear, grazing my earlobe with his lips.

“I don’t want to,” he said in a slow, firm tone. I closed my eyes when his lips went down to my neck. “It has been seven years, Seraphina, since you’ve gone hiding from me.”

I stiffened at my standpoint as I could feel my heart palpitating so fast when he said those words. I felt frightened when I thought that he must have known about our son. I silently prayed that he did not know about that.

“I have missed you, seraphim,” he whispered while his hands were busy wandering around my body causing me to close my eyes in submission.

I held back a moan as my breath was getting heavier than before. “N-No…” I must not fall from this petty trick.

Then an image of Desmond seeing the courtesan he slept with and the other thing that he must have kissed and slept with Hazel sparked in my mind. At that moment, I felt my wolf howling in pain upon remembering those memories.

I ended up pushing Desmond away from me. “Asshole!” I slapped his cheek so hard that I felt my heart which was already broken had come to slowly shatter again.

I had tried to pick up the pieces of the broken pieces of my fragile heart and made sure that no one would shatter it again but just by seeing Desmond again, all the pain and betrayal he did to me were returning like a flash flood.

Desmond’s face turned sideways while he was touching his cheek. I immediately moved out from leaning on the cabinet before I decided to get out of his hotel room without looking back again.

Not again, Desmond.

I am not letting you hurt me again, you asshole!