Chapter 12
Alpha Cain’s POV
I watched my phone’s screen as Effie’s cell phone number rang before going to voicemail for the hundredth time again. She was ignoring my calls.
I haven’t stopped calling her since the last time I saw her back at that school.
I would easily mind link with her but since I haven’t claimed her as my mate yet by marking her, we aren’t connected yet and so I cannot reach her mind.
If I’m being honest with myself, I honestly do not know why I’m still calling her, knowing fully well that she would never pick up my calls. I guess a part of me is scared of hurting her in any way again. Which is the reason why I’m not going to her house. I knew exactly where she lived. At some up state mansion in the middle of the busy city.
Yesterday, I found out Effie was going to try out the ‘celebrity choice‘ outfits event which Blogwood was
collaborating with.
I wanted to go and see her, but the thought of seeing her all dressed up beautifully and not being able to be close to her was a huge fear set inside my chest.
I should be invited to this event, especially since I’m also in partnership with Mr Blogwood himself, but I suspected he had suspended my invite after our little meet the other night
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Without wasting another second, I stood up and dashed into my closet. I dressed up in my favorite suits color of
before hurrying out to the down floor where I met Eli seated on a couch with two of my other men, Tim and Jer.
grey,
They’re all gathered around peering at the laptop on top of Jer’s thighs.
“Eli” I called him as I stepped out of the elevator.
“I was just about coming up to meet you,” Eli said as he started walking towards me “we found the perfect spot for the company you talked about. And it is close to Effie’s office. I was lucky enough to cut a deal with the old owner of the very fancy building just a few steps away and….”
“Eli,” I stopped him. As much as I was interested on his findings, I needed to be with Effie tonight and if I didn’t go on time, I would miss the better part of the night. “Let’s get out of here.”
Eli watches me from head to toe before his lips pulled into a long smile and he said mockingly, “is it a date? She said
yes?”
“God, no, Eli! Can you just get dressed?” I told him irritatedly. He laughs softly before hurrying past me.
“And dress properly!” I called after him before he disappeared from my eyes.
Half an hour later, Eli and I were pulling up in front of a massive mansion. We’re welcomed by the bright lights shining from every angle.
At the front of the door stood a bouncer, who was looking into the list of names in his hand and letting people in.
“Follow me.” I said to Eli as I arranged my suit.
“Hi.” I said to the man at the door, as soon as I reached him.
“Name please?” He asks uninterestedly, casually flipping a page over on the book in his hand.
I quickly glance over the list of names in his book and summarized two.
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“Theodore Roosevelt and Jamie McLaughlin.” I read out with a big smile.
He looks up to see my face, then Eli’s. And I wondered if he knew every person’s face on his list.
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As my mind started to race quickly, his lips pulled into a small smile and he stepped aside and said “welcome to the celebrity week gentlemen.”
Returning his smile with a gentler one, I walked inside, Eli stalking right behind me.
The mansion is expanded to the left and right side and occupied by countless number of guests. Stair ends dropped to the lobby of the mansion where the event was being held. The room is dimly lit, the mass taken away by their talks and gossips.
At the right side of the room, two doors are wide open and leading to a much wider room. I looked closely to find a long stage set up with spectators chairs arranged below it. Camera men stood around, all busy.
Looks like I made it on time after all.
“How the fuck did you do that?” Eli’s voice comes up from behind me but before I could open my mouth and reply, my eyes caught sight of someone.
Effre Owens.
For a very quick second there, I felt my heart beat so quickly, it nearly hurt. And maybe it did hurt. Because I saw how she smiled, how happy she seemed, and forcing me to wonder if my presence would only make that smile, all that happiness to disappear.
She’s standing at the far back of the room, engrossed in whatever she was talking about with the man and woman in front of her.
Effie illuminated the room with all her radiance, it was impossible not to notice her in that beautiful red dress. The dress accentuates her every curve, and I wondered how it would feel underneath my hand.
I cannot see her properly as she has her side to me. But I could see little of the make up she has on her face.
Her beautiful dark hair is pulled back into a donut. Her baby hairs are sticking out at the nape of her neck and I don’t think I’ve ever found anything so sexy as that about her before.
She looked stunning.
I didn’t realize that I was zoning out until I started to hear a faint voice in front of me, and a hand gently tapping my shoulder from behind. That’s when I realized someone was blocking my view of Effie.
My gaze falls on a man who seemed confused as he awkwardly tried to call
attention. The my
tray
of wine glasses
on his hand told me that he was a wine Steward.
“What?” I ask him, Eli’s hand now slowly dropping from my shoulder.
“A drink sir?” The steward repeats.
‘you look absolutely ravishing on that dress, Genevieve a voice catches my attention from up ahead, and I instantly looked up towards Effie to find the owner of the voice.
I saw a man stopping right next to her, his back turned to me. Effie turns around now, a broad grin on her lips as she acknowledges the strange man who has just complemented her
I sensed all the sexual hints in his words, stiring up a strange anger in me.
My my anger intensifies once I saw Effie’s dress. The front of her dress, along the chest, is a very deeply slit V line
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that reached down to her stomach, half of her breasts on full display.
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Suddenly, I felt a sense of protectiveness over her. Nobody should get the pleasure to see her body like that except me. No one.
My jaw clenched angrily. The steward walks away, obviously confused by my sudden change in mood.
‘Nathan! How are you?‘ Effie’s sonorous voice speaks right after.
The amount of joy in her voice towards this pervert angered me even more.
I started to walk towards her but was blocked by someone.
“Mr. Malaki!” Mr Blogwood called with a laughter as he blocked me from leaving “I knew you would waltz your way into this event.” He adds.
I tried to look past him. Effie and the man are walking away now.
“Mr Blogwood, it’s nice to see you but can we talk later?” I said hesitantly.
“Nonsense! Come, I want you to meet someone. And I have something very important to tell you.” He said as he pulled me away.
I tried as much as possible to keep this anger inside of me. It was taking every strength in me to not scream at this old man and go rescue Effie from that pervert.
Mr Blogwood walks me towards a table where two men stood. The first man, looking to be between the ages of fifty and sixty.
“Gentlemen,” Mr Blogwood calls their attention as we stopped at the table “this is Doctor Miles Moretti.” He points at the first man who quickly glanced at me, his eyes curiously holding my gaze for a while.
I watched him too, curiously analyzing him. Because, I sensed something really strange about him. He’s tall, almost, as tall as me, his hair completely gray and shaved low on his head. The graying hair wasn’t a result of him aging, it’s looked like he dyed them himself.
A hankie is poking out of his breast pocket, a wine in his left hand, the right deep inside his pants side pocket.
His slim lips made a movement like he had something at the back of his cheek which he was chewing.
“Mr Cain Malachi,” he said, his hand extending towards me “I’ve heard a lot about you.”
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