Chapter 19: CHAPTER NINETEEN

My phone lit up as I got back home and it was my sister's name.

“That's weird,” I muttered as I picked it.

“Hello?” I said with an unsure voice but what I got in response was her crying which shocked me.

We were twins and I was older by fifteen minutes but she'd bullied me till the point where I was permanently scared of her.

We'd not had any personal conversation for about ten years, it was always her throwing insults at me and I always refused to respond or she'll gather her friends and they'll give me bursted lips and a swollen eye.

So hearing her cry, I had no idea how to react.

“What's wrong, Jen? Did Daddy hurt you?”

He'd stopped doing that to me when I got into high school and I was nearly taken away from my family because of the scars on my body.

Sometimes I wished they'd succeeded.

“Of course not! Daddy will never touch me,” she snapped.

Of course, she's the golden daughter and I was the stain on their white shirt.

“So why are you sobbing?” I demanded, irritated.

“He's going to make me marry that man!” She wailed.

“I don't understand. Didn't he just admit to being corrupt and a murderer? Dad is the mayor, he should be sending him to prison or something!” I exclaimed in confusion.

After the whole drama, I was happy that Andrew Santiago was going to never be mentioned in my family again after his dirty past was brought to light but instead, my father is simply changing from tormenting me to my sister.

He loved her so much and it didn't make sense that he was doing this to her.

“They had a business deal and if he doesn't keep his own end of the bargain, we could lose everything!”

“That's crazy,” I replied, remembering how none of this “everything” was ever going to come my way so I didn't understand the point of asking me for solutions instead of Mom.

“Yes! He's a horrible man and deserves to die for what he did to that woman! Did you know he beat her so much that she went crazy from how often he hit her head on the ground?”

“That's horrid. He deserves to die and Dad can at least help in putting him away. There's no need for their business deal to hold,” I reasoned. “Except…”

“Except What?!” She demanded.

“Except he's blackmailing Dad. So what could be so bad that our father is willing to sacrifice his angel for it to never see the light of day?”

“Don't be ridiculous Aria! Dad is a good man. You just hate him because he doesn't give you the attention you're always crying for,” she snapped.

“Nice. Well, you've got the attention now twin sister. Enjoy it,” I snapped and cut the phone.

I put my phone on Do Not Disturb and went to my kitchen to get something to eat. I'd not had anything in over a day and I was starving.

My mind began pouring over the events of the last few days.

The only thing I was sure of was that I didn't want to stop working for Mr Alaric and also, my pussy’s obsession with him wasn't going to end anytime soon

So I decided to keep our interactions to as much of a bare minimum as possible.

He'd only be able to see me in the morning and after closing hours.

I brought out some of the work I had to do for the rest of the week and began working on it as I ate, hoping to use that to stay ahead of everything.

***

That was how I spent my weekend and I also took etiquette lessons from a lady on TikTok.

Hopefully, I will stop being a recluse by the end of the month when I change my wardrobe.

As I walked into the office, he was already standing by my table.

I looked at the time on my phone, I wasn't late. I could barely sleep last night so I'd woken up too early and left the house thirty minutes earlier than usual.

“Good morning sir, here's your coffee,” I handed him his coffee, a double shot espresso.

“Thank you Aria,” he smiled before heading to his office.

But then he paused and turned to me, taking a sip of his coffee before talking.

“I spoke to your father and he's agreed to leave you alone for two years.”

“Completely? I don't need to go for family meetings anymore?”

“You're my personal assistant and you work around the clock, don't you?” He asked with a knowing smirk.

“Thank you so much,” I gushed excitedly. No more being reminded of how much I was hated by my family or eating crappy food. I didn't need to pretend I was part of this large, happy family. Mr. Alaric, demon or not, had done so much for me than anyone else in my life.

I was probably out of my mind because I gave him a quick hug out of excitement, forgetting my earlier resolve of staying away from him.

My body sang rhythms at the feeling of being in his space and as I regained my brain and began pulling away, he wrapped his hands around me and hugged me.

“You're welcome. Postpone my morning meetings, I have somewhere to be,” he stated, his voice changing to something deeper as I walked back to my seat.

“Yes Sir,” I replied and I couldn't help the sultry tone that came out of my throat.

I was down badly and I knew I needed to get laid as soon as possible.

Immediately he left, I focused back on my job. I couldn't lose this job because of my lust. That was what I kept chanting to myself as I obeyed his instructions and focused on the day's activities.

Hopefully, I won't have any reason to flout my own orders again.

Proximity with Mr. Alaric was a bad idea and I must force myself to keep away from h

im or I'd go nuts.

Hopefully, he won't be around when I go to drop off his laundry this evening.