Introduction
In those stories you hear that a werewolf meets a girl, mates with her after some tantrums and drama, boom.. next thing you know, they are living together as soulmates.
Well.. in my case, first thing, I had always thought that werewolves were fictional and not at all real.
Second, I did not have one dangerous, super possessive, overprotective werewolf mate to live with.
I had two.
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Being an orphan since birth, Eva had never known what a happy life looks like.
Then entered the heroes of her story, not one, but two handsome, chiseled, gorgeous males who dropped into her life unannounced, and declared themselves as her 'unofficial husbands'.
But what would happen when the lies that they have told her surface back to snatch her happiness once again?
Chapter 1
Chapter-1
Eva entered the tall building while looking as fresh as a flower. She could not wait to start her work and then attend that business meeting that was going to be held on the seventy fourth floor of the building today.
Yeah.. it was strange for a twenty three year old woman to feel all excited about just a business meeting but it was not just a business meeting for her. It was much much more than that.
She knew if this meeting went successfully and she won that designing contract, she had huge chances to take her carrier to a new level.
There were very less chances for a low profile interior designer like her to get an offer like this.
But she knew it was all result of her hard work and dedication. Even her boss always commented about it and called her his lady luck.
Sam, who was gay by the way, owned the company that she worked in. He was happily engaged to his partner Jake and was the best boss she could have ever asked for.
She just chuckles always humorously when he says that she entered in his life as a God's gift because since she had joined his company, his business has picked a good speed.
She greeted the woman on reception politely and rushed to the elevator. As usual, the building was full of busy people but she did not know if it was her good luck or what but the elevator was completely empty when she entered it.
Most of the time it was so full that she had to wait at least ten minutes to get her chance of entering it.
She entered the floor no. fifty and checked her reflection in the mirror when the elevator door closed.
She was looking exceptionally sophisticated for work. Cream coloured knee length skirt and blouse and her waist length hair held up in a bun.
Her pale complexion suited her body and the rosy glow on her cheeks.
She exited the elevator and greeted their receptionist Amanda, who was busy in painting her nails pink.
After taking her seat , she double checked all the arrangements of the upcoming meeting. Her head shot up when she heard the voice of her boss,
"Morning, Eva." He said while smiling nervously.
"Morning." She replied while smiling at her boss's anxiousness. She could feel that Sam was just as nervous for the meeting as her because it was a really big apportunity for them.
"Have you checked the arrangements and presentation work for the meeting?" Sam asked while coming closer and taking a seat on her desk.
"Of course, Sam. I already double checked it so you do not have to worry about anything but your talking ability in front of them." She said while winking at him jokingly.
"Oh.. do not say things like this Eva." Sam said while scratching his head sheepishly.
"I am already touching the roof of nervous breakdown. I have called Jake thirty times since I entered here thirty minutes ago and now he has warned me to get my shit together otherwise he is going to chop my balls off."
Eva laughed loudly at that comment. That was the beauty of their relationship.
They were more like friends than boss and employ. And Jake? Well he was just a sweet candy filled with spicy tangy filling.
Sam acted manly and on the other side Jake had girlish swag in him in their relationship. Both were made for each other. And Jake's these type of warnings were common now for both Sam and Eva.
"Don't worry, Sam." She said while chucking. "You just go and practice for the presentation. It is going to start in fifteen minutes and leave other works on me. I will handle everything else."
Sam stood up from the desk and gave her a Flying kiss while saying, "That is why I love you so much, darling. You are the angel of my life."
Twelve minutes forty five seconds later
Sam and Eva entered the office on the seventy fourth floor. It was the last floor of this building.
Their mouth dropped open at the sight. This office looked like a miracle. Everything was white and soothing.
They had no idea that the contract they were invited to grab, belonged to this much rich company.
Their whole procedure and meeting was proceeded by emails so that had never actually seen the office. And now after seeing it, Eva was ready to bolt right out of there.
She gulped and looked beside her at Sam. His face had gone all pale and the look on his face said the exact thing that she was thinking.
But she knew that this was one time opportunity for her so she had to calm herself and Sam down.
In their emails, it was mentioned that they had seen a hotel that's interior was designed by Eva and they liked it. They wanted to hire her to design their house.
So mainly, all the work was on Eva's shoulders. Sam was to decide the payment and do all the necessary arrangements that were required to collect the things that she needed.
She rolled her shoulders in a attempt to look more confident and gave an encouraging smile to Sam.
"How may I help you, Sir, Mam?" They didn't notice when the receptionist came in front of them.
"Uh.. We're here to attend a meeting. We have an appointment." Eva said a little apprihansivly.
Receptionist checked in her computer for a second and then replied,
"Miss Eva? Yes, let me show you the meeting room. Even though you are a bit early, boss is already there." She smiled professionally.
They nodded their head and walked alongside her. Receptionist left them in front of the meeting room to collect themselves together and then they entered the room.
Sam entered first and then Eva. She was too busy in admiring the room to notice anything else.
She had to admit that whoever designed this place, had a great taste and greater sense of modern art. Every little thing was done to perfection.
She turned her head around and that is when she noticed a man so beautiful that she had to blink to regain her senses.
He was standing near the head chair of the meeting table. Looking all handsome in a black suit and grey tie. He had captivating brown eyes and dirty blond hair.
Surprisingly he was breathing rather heavily while his hands were clutching the meeting table tightly. His knuckles were getting white by every passing second.
Her eyebrows furrowed in concern and wondered if she had done anything wrong? His posture was indicating anger but she did not think that he was angry.
What the hell was going on?
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