Chapter 39: Chapter 39

I sighed and sniffed once again. “When you found out who she was, how did you feel?’

“It took me aback at first, then after some time, I accepted it. I didn’t know what else to say, but it took over me. Every night I would dream of her, doing all kinds of disgusting stuff and she was also doing things as well. We made love, and we couldn’t keep our hands off each other after that. It is hard laying down with a woman who isn’t my mate. The bed feels cold and lonely and every day, I wish I could just go out, shout out to the realm that Lucita, my sister is my mate. I would have loved it, but I can’t hurt her, can I?”

He was sincere with his feelings, I could sense it in his tone.

If only I could feel these emotions and tell them to Gerard, I know he must have felt tortured for years because of me and he still kept going and going without giving up on me.

He was really strong.

“Did you ever know that Gérard was my mate?”

“No,’ he shook his head. “I had my suspicions, but I wasn’t sure.”

“I hate him so much,” I uttered sarcastically with rage boiling in me. “I despise him.”

“What about me?’ He inquired.

I cleaned off my tears one more time. “Yours differs from mine. At least you love her.”

“What makes you think he doesn’t love you?”

With my stained voice, I said. “I don’t know why—didn’t you see he got married?”

“He did it to save you. I think he’s trying to protect you — from himself.’

“Ooh, please cut the lectures.” I interrupted. “I’m sick and tired of hearing the same freaking thing.”

“You don’t understand, Oceana, he’s trying to do the right thing, just as I am trying to do the right thing because I don’t want to hurt my sister. That’s why I got married.” He shrugged his shoulders. “It doesn’t mean I don’t love her. We both know that.”

His words caught my attention. “Protect me from himself?’

Hearing those words from Adolph kind of made me feel bad. I hate to admit it, but he was right.

“Yeah, why do you think he got married? Listen, I know he is doing this to protect himself and you. Carmine also cares about you. He really is a good brother. If he was a heartless jerk, he would have gone to your father, become disgusted and expose the both of you. He is quite understanding, just appreciate that about him.’ He sighed. “You are quite lucky, you know, at least you had someone to talk to, someone who knows your secret, but I didn’t have anyone to share my burden with. That’s how lucky you are, Oceana.’ he softly uttered.

His words moved me; it melted my heart, which made me hug him, but my stubborn self refused to admit that Gerard was indeed doing the right thing.

"I wish he took the risk instead. Maybe we would have probably been Romeo and Juliet." I joked.

I pulled away from him with a sigh.

“Cut the crap. I hope and swear Carmine will go through the same thing I did, and I can’t wait to see his ugly face.”

Adolph laughed.

“Not funny, Adolph,” I said.

“Maybe he will go through the same thing, anyway.”

“What makes you think so?”

“Jessie.” He teased me.

“What happened to Jessie?” I frowned.

“Haven’t you noticed the way she looks at Carmine?”

“Huh!’ I reacted in disbelief. What the hell is he saying?

“You haven’t noticed that Jessie is into your brother. You must be quite dumb, princess.'

His words took me by surprise and bothered me at the same time.

Jessie can never be in love with my brother. I knew her so well and she is my best friend. Even if she was in love with someone else, it wouldn’t be any of my brothers. She knows her boundaries.

“You are mistaken. Jessie isn’t like that.’ I reasoned. “She is my best friend.’

“I know she is your best friend. If you don’t believe my words, that means you don’t know her that much then, just as you never knew Gerard was your mate since you were a child.”

I was startled. “What do you mean by that?’

“Do you want me to tell you?’ he smirked.

“Yes, I need to know.’

The next day, my parents invited me for breakfast.

I rejected the offer, but I decided not to because of my father and I don’t want him to ask me unnecessary questions, which will get me frustrated.

My parents ask questions nonstop like some detective interrogating you for a scandal and wouldn’t give up until they get to the root of the problem.

I don’t have the strength for that sort of topic.

I still got questions about Gerard’s wedding after throwing a bouquet at him. I had to lie and tell them I got sick and only threw those flowers to congratulate them and wish them happiness and for them to live long in love and peace.

“Are you insane? How could you do such a thing out there? Do you realise the damage you have caused, young lady? Do you think hiding yourself in your room all day is going to solve the problem? What is wrong with you, Oceana? You are an Alpha, for crying out loud.’ My mother went on and on about my actions. I knew she was right, but this was my problem.

This is between me and Gerard, no big deal.

“I’m sorry.’ I apologised.

Even though I could sense my mother’s expression that she didn’t believe me, I didn’t care and went on with my lies.

I got to the dining table the next morning with my maids escorting me after wearing a red tight, revealing gown and walked barefooted, which is what I quite preferred anyway, with silver beautiful chains on my leg.

My feet were quite beautiful with sparkling red polish, my nails included but it was white and I bleached my hair white to look even more attractive and put on some light makeup, a red lipstick with a sprinkle of perfume, I was looking so lovely and quite gorgeous.

I mean, you know, who wants to look simple when you can look stunning? You got it; you flaunt it.

I knew all eyes were on me, so I loved the attention I was attracting, especially from Gerard.

I sat down on the chair arranged just for me as the maids pulled it back and I didn’t know what to say, but acted like a well-respected princess, even though I dressed like a model…