Lauren.
I stare at the papers on my desk. I was trying to come up with the main design for our new collection. The Amor collection like we named it was supposed to have its big reveal in a month. I was usually the one that came up with our bestselling set but I couldn’t get my mind to focus.
“Mrs. Ashford?” my secretary enters my office making me look up.
I swear I will never get used to being called after Sebastian.
“There’s someone here for you” she says, her tone business-like.
I’ve never seen her smile since I hired her. She’s about my age and is always on business mode.
“Who is it? and do they have an appointment?” I ask, my eyes going back to the piece I was working on.
There was something missing. Something to make it our diamond. I try looking at it from different angles but the missing piece still eludes me.
“Maybe we should add sequins” Blue suggests.
“I don’t know” I reply
I stare at the design and try imagining it with the sequins. I can see it will look great but still that wasn’t the missing piece
“No to both your questions” My secretary brings me back to the present.
“Okay send them in” I say distractedly. Crumpling the paper and throwing it in the trash with the other designs.
I sigh in frustration just as my door opens. I look up at my visitor and freeze in my seat. Couldn’t I catch a fucking break? Seriously, what the hell was he doing here?
“Hello Lauren” Darren greets me but I was in no mood to deal with him.
“What do you want?”
Just seeing him reminds me of everything he put me through. Every tear, every pain, every heartache. All of it is still imprinted on my heart like a fucking tattoo.
I examine him. A part of me rejoices in the fact that he looks shit. Guess the perfect image he had of Miranda finally crumpled. He was now seeing the woman that lay beneath the outside appearance. She was no longer the gold he treasured so much.
“Can we talk?” he asks in a slurred voice, swaying on his feet.
“Are you drunk?” I counter, wondering what the hell he was thinking coming here drunk.
This was like history repeating itself. The first time Miranda destroyed him, he fell in a downward spiral. When I met him he had hit rock bottom. He had neglected his alpha training and his studies. He spent his time drunk and picking fights with everyone. He became an alcoholic and a drug addict.
His parents had to send him to rehab. That’s where our bond, or what I had thought was a bond, formed. I used to visit him any chance I could get until the day he finally walked out of there clean.
“Yes, just a little bit” he replied with a sad smile.
I stand up heading towards the door. “I don’t have time to deal with your shit Darren so get out”
He doesn’t give me a chance to get to the door. He grabs me, holding me close. He honestly smelled like road kill and it made me retch.
“Please Lauren, I made a mistake…take me back” he pleads while trying to kiss me.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I mutter trying to fight him off
“No, I’m serious” he replies even though that was a rhetorical question.
I couldn’t believe the nerve of this guy. Did he honestly think that I was that stupid? That I would go back to him now that he has realized the woman he left me for a woman that played him. That she was nothing more than a gold digging cunt. My anger was rising and I was seriously pissed off. Especially since the bastard was still trying to kiss me.
“Let me go Darren” I yell.
Too bad, my office was sound proof so my secretary couldn’t even hear. This was just more shit on an already shitty day.
“Not until you take me back. I’ll do anything you want” his arms tighten around my waist.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Alpha and His Contract Luna (Lauren)
Did a teenager write this? I wanted to like it but it’s overly dramatic and the character arc is non-existent....
I don't think the the plot for krystals book is something I would like to dark. I would had thought Krystal and something with Jax would have been a better plot....
Finally I'm fucking done author please research heavy topics extensively before writing about them again. When you don’t you often end up victim blaming alot...
I don't even feel sad about Raya fuck her there’s allot of things that trauma is responsible for and letting the people you love die while you enjoy watching isn’t fucking one of them like the authors writing when it comes to these topics are fucking piss fucking put like the victim blaming the dismissal of valid feelings the excuses for the people who hurt her like eww don’t ever touch on subjects like these until you’ve done the appropriate extensive research on these topics. Then ill read your works that touch on these subjects again. The only reason I’m still here is cause ive already started the story....
I knew the goddamn therapist was a fucking weirdo...
Again the therapist is incorrectly saying what’s going on. If Raya took the empirical trauma it’d be Raya that she’d be talking to. Mayra took the emotional AND physical trauma of what’s going on and both Raya and Mayra are experiencing shared mental effects of that trauma with Raya experiencing the effects on the more angered and blaming side. None of this makes Mayra a terrible companion it actually makes Raya a terrible companion if you want to place blame....
Bruh can’t she just get the moon goddess to like give her a new wolf or remove her from the one she got ? She gone be human either fucking way with the way that bitch of a wolf be acting...
The therapist is fixing weird like she was doing so good till she fucking invalidated Mayra’s feelings towards her baby that was forced upon her by her realist that popped up before she was even done healing like what ? Its normal for victims to feel that way towards a rapper baby and what the therapist should have fucking said was yeah Mayra it’s normal to feel that way you’re still haunted by your rapport and haven’t yet healed and it doesn’t help that your daughter looks like him once healed you could make a decision on whether you want to be in her life as her mother or give her up for adoption it’s all up to you but for now you need to focus on healing before attempting to mother a child who looks like your rapist. In the meantime have your child stay with a trusted person so that you can heal and make the correct decision for yourself as a healed woman. But no the therapist says try loving her and being a mother to your rapists child right now even if you haven’t healed yet. Like huh ? You’re fucking weird and the author is weird for this as well. Maybe before writing about a touchy subject please do more research In terms of how to go about the aftermath of trauma and healing because this invalidated a lot of rape victims who hated their children before healing and coming to love and care for them without blame....
We’ll do e. I enjoyed every moment....
Danke :)...