Suddenly my cellphone start ringing and I picked up my call. I said, " HELLO MADAM?"
" WHO IS THERE?"
" I'M MR. ARCHARD DRIVER HE SENT ME HERE TO PICK YOU UP."
" ARCHARD SEND YOU HERE?"
" YES MADAM HE SAID ME TO TAKE YOU INTO THE HOTEL. HE IS WAITING FOR YOU."
" OHHH WAIT A MINUTE I'M COMING IN A MOMENT JUST GIVE ME TEN MINUTES."
I checked the time on my phone and realized I had only ten minutes left before I had to leave. I quickly got up from my bed and ran to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and washed my face, then applied some moisturizer and sunscreen. I looked at myself in the mirror and decided I needed some makeup.
I grabbed my makeup bag and went back to my room. I sat on my vanity table and opened the bag. I took out a compact powder and a brush and dabbed some on my face. I blended it well and checked for any blemishes. I was satisfied with the result.
I moved on to my eyes. I picked up an eyeliner and drew a thin line along my upper lash line. I smudged it slightly with a cotton bud and added some mascara to my lashes. I curled them with an eyelash curler and admired the effect.
I finished off with a lip gloss. I chose a pink shade that matched my outfit. I applied it generously on my lips and rubbed them together. I smiled and checked my teeth for any stains.
I was done with my makeup. I put everything back in the bag and zipped it up. I tossed it on my bed and stood up. I walked to my closet and opened it. I took out a dress that I had chosen the night before.
It was a floral print dress with a V-neckline and short sleeves. It was knee-length and had a belt around the waist. It was perfect for the occasion.
I slipped into the dress and fastened the belt. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror and twirled around. The dress fit me well and flattered my figure. It was cute and feminine, just like me.
I added some accessories to complete the look. I wore a pair of earrings that matched the color of the flowers on the dress. I also wore a bracelet and a necklace that had small pearls on them. They were simple but elegant.
I put on some perfume and sprayed some on my hair. I ran a comb through my hair and left it loose over my shoulders. It was shiny and smooth, thanks to the conditioner I used.
I was ready to go. I grabbed my purse and slung it over my shoulder. I checked the time again and saw that I had five minutes left. Perfect timing.
I walked out of my room and headed to the door and walked downstairs. I saw myself in the mirror. I was looking beautiful and I saw archard sister Emma was looking towards me with strange eyes. Aisling just forget about everything concentrate over your date.
I walked out from the Mansion with big smile over my face. I was happy to have him in my life.
I gets in the car without wasting anytime. I was happy but my heart beat was rising up.
I was sitting in the back seat of the car, looking out of the window. I was supposed to be at the hotel by now, but the traffic was jammed. The car had barely moved in the last fifteen minutes.
I sighed and checked my phone. I don't received a text from Arshad. I was concerned that what type of surprise he wanted to give me.
I put my phone away and tried to relax. I turned on the radio and listened to some music. It was a mix of pop songs and romantic ballads. They matched my mood perfectly.
I closed my eyes and imagined being with Archard. I wondered what he would say to me when he saw me. I wondered what he would wear, what he would smell like, what he would taste like.
I opened my eyes, I looked ahead and saw that the traffic was moving a little faster. The car in front of us had started to accelerate.
I felt a surge of hope. Maybe we would make it after all.
I leaned forward and tapped the driver's shoulder.
"Hey, can you speed up a bit? We're almost there."
He nodded and stepped on the gas. The car sped up and passed the other vehicles.
I smiled and felt a rush of adrenaline. We were getting closer to our destination.
We were getting closer to Archard. I was thinking that may be I could do better.
We managed to navigate through the traffic and arrived at the hotel in record time. As soon as we pulled up to the entrance, the staff came out to greet us. I said goodbye to my driver and followed the staff into the lobby.
The hotel was just as luxurious as I had imagined, with marble floors, crystal chandeliers, and elegant furnishings. The staff were friendly and attentive, and I felt like a VIP as they led me to the Presidential Suite.
As you made your way through the hotel lobby, a lady in a smart uniform approached you. She greeted you with a warm smile and introduced herself as the hotel's concierge. She explained that she had been instructed to escort you to your room.
The concierge led you through the grand lobby, pointing out various amenities and features of the hotel along the way. I were impressed by the opulence of the surroundings, with marble floors, crystal chandeliers, and plush furnishings.
As I made my way up to the top floor of the hotel, the concierge chatted with me about my stay and my plans for the evening. she was friendly and engaging, and I felt at ease in her company.
Finally, I arrived in the room, and the concierge opened the door for me. She gestured for you to enter and said, "Mr. Archard is waiting for you inside." i stepped into the room and were immediately struck by its beauty and luxury.
The room was spacious and elegantly furnished, with a king-sized bed, a seating area, and a large balcony with stunning views of the city. I could see that no expense had been spared in creating this luxurious space.
As I turned to thank the concierge, she smiled and said, "I hope you enjoy your stay, ma'am. If you need anything at all, please don't hesitate to let us know." With that, she closed the door and left me to settle in. I took deep breath and looked forward. I looked around and saw Arshad standing near the window, facing away from me. He was wearing a dark suit and had his hands in his pockets. He turned his head slightly when he heard me coming in.
He was azalaic, I went into shock that how is it possible.
He was standing in front of me, holding a cup of coffee in his hand. He was wearing a black suit and boots. He had grown his hair longer and he had a stubble on his chin.
He looked handsome as ever, but he also looked different. He looked older, wiser, sadder. He smiled at me, but it didn't reach his eyes.
"Hey, long time no see," he said in a casual tone.
I felt a shock run through my body. I couldn't believe it was him. He was here, in front of me, after all this time.
He was here, when I least expected him.
He was here, when I didn't want him anymore.
He was here, when I had moved on from him.
He was here, when he had no right to be here.
He was here, when he had hurt me so much.
He was here, when he had left me without saying goodbye.
He was here, when he had broken my heart into pieces.
He was here, when he had ruined my life.
He was here, when he had made me cry so many nights.
He was here, when he had made me hate him so much.
He was here, when he had made me love him so much.
He was here, when he had made me feel everything and nothing at the same time.
He was here, when he had made me feel alive and dead at the same time.
He was here, when he had made me feel like no one else could ever make me feel again.
He was here, when he had made me feel like nothing else mattered but him.
He was here, when he had made me feel like I would never be happy again without him.
He was here, when he had made me feel like I would never be whole again without him.
He was here, when he had made me feel like I would never be myself again without him.
He was here...
And I couldn't breathe.
I felt a wave of emotions wash over me. Anger, pain, confusion, fear, regret, longing, love...
I felt them all at once, too strong, too much...
I felt them overwhelm me, suffocate me...
I felt them make me lose control...I felt them make me lose consciousness... I fainted and fell off the chair. I hit the floor with a thud.
I opened my eyes and found myself in a dark forest. I was lying on the ground, covered in dirt and leaves. I felt a sharp pain in my head and a cold sweat on my forehead. I looked around and saw nothing but trees and shadows. I heard nothing but the wind and the rustling of the branches.
I was alone and scared.
I tried to remember what had happened. I remembered seeing Azalaic at the coffee shop. I remembered feeling shocked and fainting. I remembered falling to the floor. But then what?
How did I end up here?
Where was I?
Where was Archad?
I remembered Archad, the man I loved, the man who loved me. I remembered his smile, his voice, his kiss. I remembered how he made me feel happy and safe.
I wanted to see him again. I wanted to be with him again.
I got up and started to run. I ran through the forest, looking for a way out. I ran, hoping to find Archad.
But I couldn't find him.
I couldn't find anything.
I ran and ran, until I was out of breath. I stopped and leaned against a tree. I gasped for air and felt my heart pounding in my chest.
I looked at the sky and saw that it was getting darker. The sun was setting and the night was coming.
I felt a chill in the air and a fear in my soul. I felt a presence behind me and a hand on my shoulder.
I turned around and saw him. It was Azalaic. He was standing there, holding a cup of coffee in his hand. He was wearing the same clothes as before. He had the same smile as before.
But he also had something else. He had a knife in his other hand. He looked at me with a twisted expression on his face.
He looked at me with hate and madness in his eyes.
He looked at me like he wanted to kill me.
"Hello again," he said in a mocking tone. "Did you miss me?"
He raised the knife and stabbed me in the chest. I screamed on top of my lungs.
I opened my eyes and found myself in this room again. I was lying on the bed and Azalaic was looking at me. He was sitting on a chair next to the bed, holding a cup of coffee in his hand. He was wearing the same clothes as before. He had the same smile as before. But he also had something else.
He had a bandage on his arm and a bruise on his cheek. He looked at me with a fake concern on his face. He looked at me like he cared about me.
He looked at me like he loved me. But he didn’t. He hated me. He wanted to hurt me. He wanted to kill me may be he is here to hurt me? azalaic is finally in front of me. He is in front of me after one year of heartbreak, as I'm seeing. He had tried to kill me and he spoke to me.
“Hey, you’re awake,” he said in a sweet tone. “How are you feeling?”
I felt a surge of fear and anger. I glared at him and tried to speak. But I couldn’t. My throat was dry and sore. My voice was weak and hoarse. All I could do was whisper.
“Get away from me.”
He frowned and shook his head. He leaned closer and touched my face gently.
“Don’t be like that,” he said softly. “I’m sorry for what I did. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
" Why you leave me tell me?"
" I think this question not suit on me this question is suit on you."
" What do you mean ? "
" you betrayed me by choosing another mate? tell me why you do that?"
He took few steps towards me and tried to touch me.
I pushed his hand away and turned my head. I didn’t want to look at him. I didn’t want to talk to him. I didn’t want anything to do with him.
“Leave me alone,” I whispered again.
He sighed and sat back on the chair. He took a sip of his coffee and smiled sadly.
“I can’t do that,” he said calmly. “I can’t leave you alone.”
“Why not? when you leave me alone,you are the one who hurt me and still you are here to ask me that why I betray you ” I asked weakly.
“Because you’re mine,” he said firmly. “You’ve always been mine.”
“No, I’m not,” I said defiantly. “I’m not yours.”
“Yes, you are,” he said insistently. “You’re mine and only mine.”
“No, I’m not,” I said angrily. “I’m not belong to you now I only belong to my mate who love me and don't want to leave me and he is archard not you .”
He laughed and shook his head. He looked at me with contempt and pity.
“Archard?” he said mockingly. “You think you’re Archard’s? You think he loves you? You think he cares about you? He is my enemy who is using you against me okay! you are only toy for him. he is using you to hurt me ”
“Yes, he does,” I said confidently. “He loves me and cares about me more than you ever did. You leave me alone and he support me in my hard time.”
“No, he doesn’t,” he said coldly. “He doesn’t love you or care about you at all. He is using you against me,he was my enemy for a long time. It was all started years ago when our packs were enemies”
“Yes, he does,” I said firmly. “He does love me and care about me more than anything.”
“No, he doesn’t,” he said cruelly. “He doesn’t love you or care about you at all. He doesn’t even know you’re here.”
“What do you mean?” I asked nervously.
“I mean he doesn’t know you’re here,” he repeated. “He doesn’t know what happened to you. He doesn’t know where you are. He doesn’t know you’re in this room with me.”
“How do you know that?” I asked suspiciously.
“Because I made sure of it,” he said smugly. “I made sure he wouldn’t find out. I made sure he wouldn’t come looking for you. I made sure he wouldn’t interfere with us.”
“What did you do?” I asked fearfully.
“I did what I had to do,” he said vaguely. “I did what was best for us.”
“What did you do?” I asked again.
He smiled and leaned closer. He whispered in my ear.
“I killed him.” He start laughing on me. I knew it that he is lie because he wants to scare me. I knew his intentions now it is my problem to immediately leave this place. I looked towards the door where I could escape out but in his presence it is impossible.
ARCHARD ( POV )
I stormed out of the council meeting, feeling angry and frustrated. I had just had a heated argument with Valentina,
She had no idea what she was talking about. She was just a power-hungry and arrogant woman who wanted to sabotage my work and reputation. She was the one who was corrupt and incompetent, not me. I known what she is trying to do? I known she wants to ruined my life. she wants to blackmail me. I known she is the one who is trying to hurt me. I known she wants to blackmail but she never be successful.
I stormed out of the building, feeling a surge of anger and frustration. I couldn't believe how unfair it was.
I reached my car and slammed the door behind me. I started the engine and revved it loudly, making some people turn their heads. I ignored them and sped out of the parking lot, cutting off a few cars on the way. I didn't care about the traffic rules or the safety of others. I just wanted to vent my anger and frustration on the road. I drove recklessly, weaving in and out of lanes, honking at anyone who got in my way. I felt a rush of adrenaline as I drove faster and faster, heading towards my home.
I don't known what should I do? Right now I'm stuck over Valentina's words that she will send it to the Aisling. I don't want to loose her I don't known what should I do!
As I walked home, my thoughts were consumed with anger and frustration. I couldn't believe that Valentina would try to force me into marriage, especially without my consent. She is blackmailing me? how can I choose her when I don't get a attraction towards her.
I don't known what should I do? what should I do with her.
I felt trapped and suffocated, as if my life was no longer my own. I had always been independent and free-spirited, and the idea of being tied down to someone else was unbearable.
As I walked, I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth, feeling the anger and resentment building inside me. I felt betrayed by Valentina, and I couldn't understand why she would do something like this.
The world around me seemed to fade away as I lost myself in my thoughts and emotions. I barely noticed the people and buildings around me as I made my way home, consumed by my anger and frustration.
Finally, I arrived at my doorstep, and I took a deep breath before entering my home. I knew that I needed to calm down and think rationally before confronting Valentina, but it was hard to control my emotions in the moment.
As I closed the door behind me, I resolved to have a serious conversation with Valentina about my feelings and our future together. I knew that it wouldn't be easy, but I was determined to stand up for myself and make my own choices, no matter what. I knew that I will never accept her as my mate so I will choose another option before she told to Aisling I will confess everything that how she trapped me and now forcing me for breakup .
As I sat in the living room, I felt the weight of the situation bearing down on me. The silence was deafening, and I could hear the sound of my own breathing echoing in the empty room.
I tried to think of where Aisling could have gone, but my mind was blank. I felt a sense of frustration and anger building inside me, and I wished that I could just snap my fingers and make her appear.
But I knew that I had to stay calm and focused. I couldn't afford to panic or lose my cool, not when Asiling's safety was at stake.
I stood up and began pacing back and forth, my mind racing with possibilities. Had she been kidnapped? Had she run away? Or was there some other explanation for her disappearance?
I felt a sense of dread creeping in, and I knew that I had to act fast. I decided to call the police and report Aisling missing, hoping that they could help me find her.
As I dialed the number, my hands shook with fear and uncertainty. I didn't know what the future held, but I knew that I had to do everything in my power to find Aisling and bring her home.