Hiding the Alpha's Heir (Desmond and Seraphina) novel Chapter 14

Things had gotten busier as soon as we had more clients than usual. That was also a time we had to take shifts and have overtime work as well.

I came home late again and saw on the table that Sander prepared for my supper. Sighing, I leaned on my seat, trying to relax as I thought about this week. I really had not enough rest and had no time to spend with my son again.

"I need to change my job..." I murmured while leaning to the window as I silently heard the soft croak of the crickets.

I glanced at my hands. I used to be good in combat for living as a rogue before. And now, I couldn't even dare to bring myself to hurt other people just to survive. It was all different now because I had a son.

I wouldn't resort to violence just to survive. Though Sander and I were still considered rogues, my life from before was indeed different right now.

For the rest of seven years, I worked here at Madam Ibanez's tailoring shop. There was a time when I had come to the point that I put my son in the orphanage as soon as I gave birth to him because I still had things to do such as earning money so I could provide for his needs when he was my baby pup.

"Are you alright, Seraphina?"

I gasped and flinched when Niscia tapped my shoulder and offered me a cup of tea. I looked up at her and thanked her. "My nape is aching from bending over," I said, smiling wryly.

Niscia sighed and massaged the back of her head. "Ah, yes... We have the same case." She circulated her arm, wanting to stretch it out.

I glanced at my back to see my fellow seamstresses who looked tired now before I looked at the wall clock seeing that it was already 7 PM yet we hadn't had our supper and we hadn't taken our rest.

"Until when we are going to do this again?" I said, almost whining as I straightened my back and yawned.

Niscia took a needle and a thread. I could already see the dark circles under her eyes. If I would look at myself in the mirror, I probably had the same facial features as hers.

When the time reached ten in the evening, I had already left the tailoring shop. While walking on the pavements, I could feel my vision getting blurry. I massaged my temple and leaned on the wall for a moment.

I felt like I was close to passing out because of hunger and lack of rest. "Sander..." I fluttered my eyes as I looked up at the sky.

This wasn't new to me. This didn't happen once that I was feeling tired and feeling like I was about to collapse. I just needed to rest for a moment then I should proceed to go home.

"I can handle this..." I murmured under my breath. "Sander is waiting for me..." I added.

I rested for a minute there before I felt my legs collapse because of how sleepy I was. But instead of landing on the ground, I felt a pair of arms wrapping around me.

"Careful, seraphim."

"Huh?" Seraphim? I slowly looked up at the person who was so close to me. Only one person dared to call me that. I hope I was wrong. To my horror, I met a pair of familiar amber orbs piercing me. I didn't have to think twice as I knew that I felt a familiar embrace that I thought I had already forgotten due to the passage of time. "Desmond...?"

I inhaled sharply as my vision was slowly getting better but the hands that were penetrating my back had given me chills down my spine. But wait... I was inside Desmond's arms, right?

How come I was in this position right now?

I felt like something had awakened inside me when the memories of the past came to flash in my head. I shivered and pushed him away from me because it frightened me right now as to what he was doing here right now.

"What are you doing here?" I asked when my vision was not getting blurry after all. Right. All I needed was a little rest then I should be fine to walk on my own and head straight home.

I almost inhaled sharply seeing his cold demeanor right now. I immediately stepped back, preparing myself if he was going to do something that was against my will.

"Are you following me?" I asked in a hostile tone when he didn't answer my question.

Desmond drew out a lazy smile. I secretly gnashed my teeth knowing that smile well. It meant that he knew something that he didn't want to say and the next thing he was going to say was...

"Good question, seraphim."

I knew it. Even though years had already passed, being married to him for five years, I already knew his actions, his words, and what things he would think right at that moment. Sometimes, I could read him. Sometimes, I don't.

I calmed my heart as I scrutinized him up and down. He was wearing an expensive outdoor outfit. I suddenly felt unconscious as to what I was wearing right now.

"So, are you really following me or not?" I asked through gritted teeth. I had to remove my eyes from eyeing him up and down. Knowing him... He would tease me if I kept lingering my eyes on his lean body.