Chapter 8

GUNA'S POV.

I slept well last night with no worries that my father nor my stepsister were going to come after me. It was so depressing remembering she stole everything from me.

But today, she couldn't still the role I got. Even she tried her luck, it wasn't going to happen. I stopped out of the bathroom and made way to my wardrobe. It opened up revealing different fancy selection of clothing I'd never seen before.

Where did they come from? was I hallucinating? Obviously I wasn't hallucinating.

Then where did it all come from. I then looked down and checked the drawer and opened it up. To my dismay I found some of previous clothes packed there. I took one out and put it on for the day.

Who knows if I was hallucinating. I checked the time and my head was close to catching fire as I realized how late is was. I checked my phone and saw — 20 Miss call and 15 plus sms from Drake.

Oh God!

I had forgotten about him! we were really suppose to go out yesterday but everything changed all of the sudden.

Zack Josh came,

We went to get some contract,

Met Xavier,

Witnessed a showdown that didn't really later happen,

I was so shocked and confused at the same time. And just when I felt so bad for ditching him yesterday, his call comes through as my phone vibrates.

But before I could pick it, In a dashing swift, my phone got seized at the last minute. I looked up to see who had snatched it from my hand.

I gasped immediately. What the hell was he doing in my room?

"Zack... I mean, Mr. Josh."

"You are really a drama queen you know... you and I and aware that our contract together continues today now don't you?" , He said , his voice almost whispers as he said it but still, he sounded indifferent.

Always took this cold looking stance as if he was just a log of wood. I gasped when he approached me and pinned me on the wall and he said.

"What are you wearing?"

"My clothes... what else?"

Drake's call pulled in and he switched it off, and slides the phone into his pocket. He leaned closer and added. "Take them off."

"Excuse me?" , I gasped at his request.

"You heard me. Take them off, I won't have you wear this around with me."

" Around with you ... wait, are we going someone today?", I asked, quite curious.

"Well definitely yes. We are going somewhere but not with you looking like that. I won't tolerate it."

Ohhh , it makes sense now, he changed my closet. He really had the nerve to change my closet! But arrgh!

"So it was you ... you changed my closet. "

"Yes... do you have a problem with that?"

I looked into his cold deep black eyes and what wondered if I was staring at the moon. Because it replicated the moon and the stars around it. His fragrance clouded my nostrils and could have sworn I was already lost by just inhaling the tempting fragrance.

Sinful thoughts clouded my head and the next thing I knew, my wolf was urging me to kiss those mesmerizing lips but I resisted. The fragrance power over me was intense.

"Can you now ... please step... away from me? So that I can change into the right attire that you want me to wear.", I pleaded , looking away trying to avoid more of his clouding fragrance.

"But do I need to get changed in front you?"

Zack then nodded and looked at me with those indifferent eyes of his and walked out of my room. I gasped I relief as he left. I could still sense his presence though. He hasn't gone far.

I quickly took to my wardrobe and selected one of the fine dresses and filled in for me

I wasn't this used to wearing such dresses , I didn't fancy it the way girls like Tasha did. Besides, my dad spoiled her with her desires. So I didn't really have a taste in this kind of dressing.

"Hurry up... I have other important things to do."

I took of my cloths and hissed at his request. If he had other things to do then why did he have to involve me in his silly take out.

Gosh! it was only just yesterday and he's acting like we are actually mates. I am not still ready to believe that he's my mate. No , definitely not... even the so called Vampire.

I am not ready to bring myself to terms that I am mated to any of them.

It can't be either of them. I mean, no. It has to be someone else. Someone like drake but not Drake. He's my bestie and like me just like that, but I will prefer having a mate of his caliber.

Sigh. I got myself dressed in one of the gold short gown. It was really shot. I didn't like it one bit! It reached half my thighs and gosh! if my dad where to see me all dressed up like this...

... he will definitely snap! and who knows he might have to go through Zack before he can get to me. I putted on the golden heels as well. The gown hugged my body well and even exposed my actual figure.

Eish! I wonder how Zack will feel when he sees me. The way he did looked at me yesterday felt like he was lost! he couldn't believe he was actually looking at me.

I dressed my hair to fit his expectations and did some make up. Who knows, if ain't satisfied. He might decide to take me to small high class salon to get my make up and everything done. But I really hope not. I don't want anyone touching my fair or face with the highly classified cosmetics.

I heard footsteps storming their way back to my room Obviously it was Zack.

I got up and sort to leave but I stopped in my tracks when he entered, he looked like someone that was about to explode! but he ended up not exploding.

His eyes were lost in the beauty my presence radiated. I guess that saves me from seeing his bad side , I guess...