CHAPTER ELEVEN

I watched Genevieve, cat walk back into the my birthday party, from behind as I carefully sized her body. She didn't have much of the curves, but her body attracted me so much. Every step she took, I admired. Watching her waist wiggle carefully as she walked into the hall like the boss she is. Fantasies in my head played like a romantic sitcom. I imagined grabbing her by the waist, gently holding her breasts and playing with it. I imagined her moaning to the pleasure of what I was doing to her body. "Please don't stop." I imagined Genevieve say to me. And then I would gently put my lips on her neck, kissing it, and telling how much I love her. 

I would slide my fingers around her sweet area and hear her gasp in excitement. " I love you Ethan." She would say to me holding tight to me. "Harder!" I imagine Genevieve say to me. I would then carry her up and place her on my bedroom table and give her a good thrusting. Watching her moan loudly, calling me. " So how have you been?" Genevieve ask me, taking me out of my fantasies of her. " Excuse me!" I say to Genevieve, letting her know I was lost with what she said. " How has the week spent here been for you?" Genevieve ask me again, rephrasing her question as she waited for me to catch up with her. 

" Well…I didn't really do much this week. I stayed indoors, working and sometimes I strolled round." I say to Genevieve, smiling to her.  This is my first time of actually smiling ear to ear, ever since  I came to Africa for my 25th birthday celebration. Genevieve made me smile genuinely and I appreciated it. Even though I didn't tell her anything. " That's great! I also enjoyed here, when I first arrived here.. it's a beautiful place to see." Genevieve say to me, winking at me. 

If only she knew what I thought about her few minutes back. Genevieve looked sexy when she winked at me and will certainly be naughty, but uptight. Anyways, I was ready to work it out with her. But I just didn't know how to tell her how much I feel. And that I genuinely love her. 

She reminded me of someone I haven't seen for a while. And that's my wife, Gwen. My betrothed wife. As an Alpha werewolf, in my previous past, a lady called Gwen was betrothed to me as a wife, when I took over from my dad in the land of the werewolves. Gwen has green hair and green eyes and I didn't really have feelings for her, but married her because of the stupid tradition of werewolves like me. As the Alpha werewolf, Gwen was given to me s a wife by my mother, who will certainly be looking for me, or will think I'm dead because I ran away from the werewolves land to Europe to start a fresh life. 

I felt choked up in my previous past and didn't want to take over my father's throne, after his death. But my mother didn't want to hear me and forced me into becoming the crowned Alpha werewolf. I woke up one morning to see Gwen on my bed. I questioned my mother about this sudden marriage and she told me, Gwen was my betrothed. I had no other option but to accept my fate until that day when I ran away from my kingdom. I regret doing a lot of evil back then. I killed a lot of people and now their souls hunt me in my sleep. Genevieve look like Gwen, but I know she isn't Gwen- my wife. Gwen made so much noise,while I was with her, she loves to go out and mingle with other werewolves like her self. She is also vengeful and will always tell me how much she loves me and can kill anyone that will stand in her way. She didn't help matters as she will give me bad advice on how to rule my people. 

I remember killing her father who was the Alpha werewolf, but she didn't care and told me that it was my turn to takeover, and that her father is so old to rule the werewolves and that's why he couldn't defend himself. But surrender. 

Well, the apple dosen't fall far away from the tree. Gwen's evil nature is gotten from her mother. Gwen's mother is so evil that she framed people up just to have them beheaded by the Alpha, who was her husband. Gwen was also closer to her mother than her father, so I didn't bother asking why she was so evil. I ran away from my werewolf kingdom, when I couldn't handle Gwen and my mother. The kingdom was typically run by her. I was just a puppet, used to fulfill her plans. That is the reason why I fled to Europe and didn't look back. 

I disguised as a full human being and I'm sure none of my staffs know about my ugly past. Or the fact that I am a werewolf. " You haven't told me about your story?" I ask Genevieve. "My story?" Genevieve ask me, with a puzzled look. "Who are you?..Where did you come from?" I ask her to make her understand what I was asking her. I see that she clears her throat for some seconds" Why do you want to know me?" Genevieve ask me, looking worried. " Nothing really! I just want to know.. you seem mysterious." I say to her, teasing her. I can see her facial expression, she's smiling." Well, I'm just a hard-working lady, that minds my business and focus on my work." Genevieve say to me, taking her stare away from me, like she was feeling guilty or something. " How did you become the CEO of Gen'sGen airport." I ask Genevieve. " By working hard." Genevieve say to me now walking faster than me, like she is trying to avoid any more questions.