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"Who called the meeting?"

I asked Dylan,who was particularly relaxed seating on the front seat.

"Susan."

Susan,the head of production and management at the company. A real pain in the was.

The tall was brief;and do the remainder of the drive we kept to ourselves.

"She is going to be there."

Dark,said out of the blue.

"Susan?of course a is bound to be there."

He rolled his eyes.

"I am not talking about her. Our mate,she will be there."

He said as is it was the most obvious thing in life.

"And you know that how?"

"I just know."

He said simply and practically blocked contact.

That explained why I was unnecessarily nervous. Why she came to Washington,according to my sources.

She arrived a few hours after my flight landed and went to some hotel more than half an hour from my penthouse.

Written in letters made of steel of the front glass doors. It was my pride;just like how father praised his company for being his pride. After your years of running his company,havin' had a little knowledge about running a conpany,I started mine. At twenty two years of age,with only a quater of a million to boast me,I started my tech company. Fast toward three years later,it was already worth more than a billion.

It was not the only thing I was interested in. During my course of life,I ventured into a number of things. Got a number of degrees and diplomas,like in architecture,medicine,engineering,linguistics and astronomy. And that's to mention a few.

It was important to my father for hence the never ending school.

I walked to the elevator doors. The one that only I and a number of workers had eccess to.

"It's been a while old friend." I said with a smile;walking to Harold desk. He was the man I left in charge. Made him think he was in charge. "And you seem to not be aging." He greeted back.

Harold was a human,in his early thirties with no family what's so ever. A great businessman and that was one of the reasons I chose him over his three brothers. He had a great eye for business and all from the great teachings of his father. An old friend (may his soul rest in peace.)

"I reckon you are here for the meeting?" He said meaning in,a smile plastered on his natured face. "I hardly see you. You should really stop by more often or else I'll have no choice but to call such meetings more." He said it as a good but it didn't really make me laugh. He teased up,the smile now wiped off.

I was not there to parade my face. I had no intention of stopping by for the next four months and here he was joking about me coming every week. The main plain,the same strategy I had been using for all the years was to not not show up for a number of years. While also sending Dylan or Strider to look at things.

The reason being,the less public I was,I would be presumed dead,and that worked. No one suspected a thing. The Finnish part of it all was seeing the tabloids. ' The son of the late multi -billion company owner',followed by the hilarious same old quoted, ' and that look axactly identical'.

It was the only thing that stayed of the front pages to magazines,followed by a mindless interviews were I would praise my father (AKA ME) about how great a mentor he was. Ofcourse the interviews were taken down a day after being released.

"You don't look too bad over there." He commented to Dylan,who was seating on a chair across mine. He was wearing a grey suit and I wore black with a white shirt. Arole on the other u

be was wearing royal blue,a colour he rarely wore.

"I can't say the same for you." He teased back with a smirk.

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"Start."

I orders on the far and of the table.

"We will begin shortly sir. We are waiting for someone." Said a petite brunette seating not too far from the board. Soon after she sat down,the scent of my mate hit my nostrils like a tornado. Wreaking havoc in my senses. The sound of heels clicking against the sandstone floors echoed through out the room. She was not alone,and that was made obvious by the rapid heart beat of another person,woman,with her.

Most of the people that were not already looking,myself inclusive turned. She was a black cost that teaches just below her knees,giving now glue of what she was wearing underneath it.

She took off the coat and handed it to a girl waiting my the door,revealing a black sequence jewel neck-line dress with a dangerously high sledge at the back. It hugged her in all places and in just the right ways. It eccentuated her waist and the shoulder straps seemed to push her breaded up,making a beautiful cleavage. She also wore red sole shing black stilettos.

She looked sexy but yet sophisticated and the high right him that kept swinging from side to side as she walked added to that.

The woman she entered with with was wearing a red dress.

The first question that popped into my mind,after I lusted over her,was what the hall she was doing there. And it turned out that son of a bitch,Dark,was right.

"I heard that."

He snorted.

He was also staring at her,along with the other twelve men present in the room. Though I really hoped for their safety they were drooling at the brown haired woman,because if not,giving them their death sentences was a walk in the park.

I was not going to syabd other man looking at my woman like that. Like they would pounce at her at any given minute. I was going to kill them all and not bother about feeling remorsed about it.

"Ladies and gentlemen,let the meeting begin." I growled,taking eyes off of my mate's ass.

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The meeting was nothing short of eventful,and I am not talking about the one were my authority was in question. But the one I was alone,in a room,with both me and her trying to grasp the little bit of control we had,to not fuck.

I exited the board room with Scarlett walking ahead. The thought holding her by the waist came to mind,but then again she should tell me 'to be professional'. Seriously,how more professional could one be? I resissted the urge to run to her the moment she took off that coat,and cover her. I resisted the urge to kill every man present in that room. I did not do a lot of things. I did not punish her for making me wait.

Seriously, how professional could a man get?

The vibration of the phone broke me from my mental turmoil.

"You go ahead I will be with you in a matter of minutes." I said taking a U-turn to Harold's office.

Forcefully pushing the door open,I rushed into the bathroom. Yes a full bath,shower toilet and all,plus a small wardrobe. I fished out the phone out of my front pocket and placed it on the counter. The vibration was caused by a message from an unknown number. I ignored it for a handful of minutes,pulled the zipper in my pants down then followed the pants along with the briefs.

Harold was not there.

I had told him to make himself scarce for a while. A few hours tops.

You never knew what could happen,and I was not going to take my chances.

My cock spring to its glory,perhaps expecting to meet the only woman that was destined to calm it down,and bring it to rate in seconds.

I started a hand job,imaging her walls squeezing me to heaven and back. Son after I flushed my shame down the drain,got dressed and washed my hands.

Before leaving the room,I did something I soon wished I didn't,but either way it would begin to crawl back.

I opened the message,for pictures of my mate to pop up.

A picture of her at the airpot,pulling a medium sized luggage behind her. A picture of her at the door at the pack house. One of her at her coffee place. And a message attached to them.

'A true beauty. It's a shame why love does to people. A real shame she is going to die.'

My heart raced. It was no mystery of where it could have came from. The only man brave and stupid enough to go after what was none,Steve. But where was he? How ciuld he get that close without anyone sniffing him out?how did he get into my territory without me noticing? And how did he find her? Know about her? I had not announced my discovery to the pack,and not many people knew about us. About her. And I left her on her own.

I speed ran to the elevator,praying that she was still atleast in the building. I would not even mind risking humans seeing Dark is it meant her being safe. But luckily it never came to that because I found her waiting for the elevator.

Later that day,I sent for someone to get her. Her safety was my number one priority, but ibhad to be subtle with it. Protect her without making it too obvious.

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"He is following her? But how did he come to know?"

Said Lydia in horror.

A number of days after a beautiful, passionate night with my mate,I organised a meeting with Lydia. The head of the defence in my pack. She was beyond supriced that I had found my mate,and I don't blame her. More that two hundred years waiting. I was a lost cause.

I want back home,to my mate and got a yelling that escalated into a fight. She ended up leaving,and in a hurry,while I had to go to Russia for official King business.

Fast foward,three days later.

The plane landed a little before midnight. I was exhausted, frustrated and furious. Frustrated by the distance I had out between me and my girlfriend and the fact that she refused to listen when I tried to explain to her that Lydia was nothing. That she wass just a co-worked,sort off. Exhausted by the long flight and endless meeting I and the council of 'greats'. It was filled with mostly the old and wise. My grandfather, king of the fairys,Lloyd,and a number of other ancient rulers,all except Neptune,ruler of the oceans. And it was the second meeting he had mixed,more like avoided coming too and I wouldn't blame him. This meetings took hours and days. A toll on one's mind.

I climbed in the car,watched the trees and beyond the darkness as we drove by. I was not by a long shot expecting that much people to be awake and out, mother included.

I walked up to her,as soon as the car stopped. She was wearing a white night gown, with indoor sandals of the same colour. Her hair was down,something she rarely did. She looked calm. She was calm. Her breathing was steady,had a calm rhythm to it,but I had something else in mind. Like for starters,why the scent of my mate was present,and who was my house mate.

"Mother."

I acknowledged her catching her unwavering attention from the trees to me. She looked up at me,a smile spread across her pink lips.

"Son! How was your trip?"

Her curiosity and enthusiasm overflowing from her. We didn't get along most of the time but I loved her to bites.

Awful! The worst in a life time, I wanted to say. "Fine." I answered shortly. The smile on her face slowly faded. I loved seeing her smile but this time I had nothing good to say,I lied about it. The trip was a nightmare. The old man refused to listen and the one person that hopefully would have backed me up,was not there.

"Oh!...that bad?" She says mostly to herself. We talked for a a good ten minutes and I excused myself to my chamber.

The corridors and corners in the house were easily confusing to someone not used to them. But I knew within the comfort of the walls,so I easily manoeuvres to the room. The weather was warm,something I was not used to in thta time of the year. But that was not what bitheres me. It had nothing to do with the weather,but the fact that the one woman I was not expecting to see,but desperately wanted to talk to,was a room across mine.

What is she doing here?

It's not that I was complaining. I loved the side of her sleeping peacefully on that back. Though I hate that it's not my bed.

I was tired but nothing kept me from standing by the door and watching her sleep till the early hours of the morning. Watching her chest ride and fall peacefully as she tossed and turned. And I had not even realised that I missed her throwing her leg in me when she turned,or when she moved even closer but still complain about the heat the next morning. I missed the smell of her hair in the morning and after a shower.

I slept for less than a hour, woke up early to make breakfast. An innocent apology for what I did three days back.

She walked into the room,wearing a pijama top and a white lacy underwear,draging her feet to take her forward. Her hair was messed up,not that I expected it to be neatly combed back,considering she had just woken up.

"We need to talk."

I said to mother through the mind link and blocked the link soon after.

I looked at the reflection in the Can not doors. She was leaning against the wall. I was the last person she would expect to see and it took her by surprice to see me. "What are you doing here? And how did you get in?" She yelled. The first words she said to me after three days,or is it four?

It was amusing that she actually even thought about going for the Apple and hitting me with it,at the back of the head. It wound not hurt but it would be of satisfactory to her. She could have took a few steps closer and took went for one of the plates laying around. Not that I wanted her to,but I never knew what would come next with her around.

"Don't you think about it." I stoped her before she could even think about throwing the fruit.

We went from uncivilized talking to sex in the kitchen. Yeah,sex was not going to fix what we fight about. Sex never fixed anything,but I think we reached a mutual agreement to go over the issue later.

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"No. Register her as my wife."

She gasped.

It slipped my mind before I could even think it through. Offers I wanted her to be my wife,but before that she had to know about me. What I am.

We looked at each other in dead silence. The amusement and shock in her face said it all.

She thought it was my way of proposing to her. It wasn't. I was not in anyway proposing to her. Well,atleast not that way. The day I propose to her will be perfect. A version of Romeo and Juliet, but without the deaths.

"Stop. Shut down." I commanded to Henrietta.

"I don't care."

The look on Scarlett's face was priceless.

"Does the offer still stand?" I asked her seating on one of the chairs I the balcony. She was holding a blanket in the hands.

"Offer?" She looked at me confused. "The stairs. You said we should..." She cut me off. "Oh...sorry it completely slipped my mind. Yeah it still stands." I watched her as she laid out the blanket. As she went back in to get pillows and fluffing then before putting them down.

Is this the right time for me to tell her? Will she accept me for who...what I am? Will she still love me?, The thoughts kept swirling in the mind until a 'huff' escaped my lips. "What's wrong?" She asked. "It's nothing you should worry about." I unswered simply,with a smile. She looked at me unsure but still smiled back and continued what she was doing.

"I'm done you can come and sit." She take taking a air herself. I grabed the drinks and went to sit next to her,and she leaned on my shoulder. It a beautiful moment. Something I was not going to risk loosing. All my worries faded away into the night. It was just me,her and Dark,alone under the glory of a beautiful night.

We say like that for a while before laying on our back. The drinks long gone,and she did not want me to move a muscle,so I didn't.

"I didn't want to bring this up,but I want you to tell me something and be honest about it." She said in a serious time. For a moment I thought I had done something to maybe upset her. "Sure." I said not daringto turn and face her. "Has it ever grossed your mind to cheat on me? Do look at another women and get what you have with me?" Her voice was a lot softer than before with a hint of playfulness. "No. Not as far as I can remember." I said honestly,taking a fleeting moment to look at her from the corner of my eye. She was still looking up.

"I'm sorry about the way I acted that time. It was uncalled for. I didn't have my facts together,and just went with what I saw. I am sorry." She said turning to face me,and supporting her head with her hand. I did the same. "There's no need for you to apologise." I said after a short laugh. "Accually I'm like tahat you did that. Yelled at me like a kid. It shows that you care an love me." I said seating upright,facing her,and did the same.

I cupped her face,bringing it closer to mine. "I wouldn't change having to argue with you for the world. You Scarlett Wilde are my everything and shall forever remain that way." I said kissing her. The kids deepened but didn't go too far. She pulled back,and looked me in the eyes. "I love you, Nick." She said kissing me. I deepened the kiss,lightly bitting her lips,and when she gasped I pluged my tongue in.

It was nothing short of passionate. I poured all my frustration,worries, and love into it.

We stayed in a long hug,one she requested and I was more than happy to offer.

"So now I want you to tell me something, how did you know about the meeting and the restaurant?" I asked playfully and a bit curious. She pulled back completely,and played with her hair. "A little birdie told me." She said looking away. "A 'little birdie' you say?" I said playfully,not believing a single word. She huffed and finally gave in. "Ok,ok,I'll tell you." She turned to me. I suppressed a laugh. "I followed you. The whole meeting thing you said,seemed way too good to be true,so I followed you." She said with a slight laugh. "You don't know it,but you look cute when you jealous." I commanded and she became shy,looking away. You could swear she was blushing.

"I'm calling it a night. I am tired and sleepy."

She said inbetween yawns.