He found his mate he thought was dead, she found a man that saved her. He brought her into their world that she didn't know ever existed. He lost her yet again, but even in death, she fought to survive to be with him, holding on to every last thread of life. Would he get her back? Would she survive? Life without my other half is torment and hell, help me stay alive, help me survive, help me breathe again.
Wednesday first June twenty thousand and twenty-one, seven fifty-five in the morning.
Ding
The sound of the elevator dinged upon the extremely quiet top floor of the building caused the heart of the lean and five feet tall young girl that was standing by the receptionist desk to jump.
'He is here,' was the thought running through her mind as she scrambled to stand behind and desk to wait for the elevator door to open and the man to exit.
It has only been a year since the man had taken over the CEO position and a lot of employees were terminated along with new ones arriving. She needed that job and since the first secretary was fired she was trying to keep herself on her p's and q's at all times.
She was also hoping that she could get a position as one of the secretaries as soon as the vacancy opened. She also wished that the young CEO would take a look at her and maybe have some type of interest in her as she had in him.
The door opened, out walked a man with long legs which clearly showed his height of six feet and eleven inches. She looked at his golden blonde hair which was neatly combed, his ocean blue eyes that could clearly drown anyone in its depths if they looked at it too long, and his pink lips that would put any woman's lips at shame.
Anyone that clearly looked at him could clearly see that he was of mixed race, a little Chinese which could be told from the way his eyes were and the lightly tanned color skin complexion but otherwise he would pass as a British descendant of the royal family. The way he looked and walked was just how a model would and from the way he stepped out of the elevator was like he stepped out of the cover of the Vogue magazine.
"Good morning sir," the receptionist said as she bowed her head, the man passed her straight without even taking a single look in her directing with both hands in his pockets. He really didn't have time to look at this young woman that was barely twenty-five years and a human at it as well.
He continued down the corridor and looked at the empty department on the right that was meant for his personal secretaries, but they were all his father's people and they were secretly informing his father of everything he did in the company. He didn't want his father to dictate the way he ran the company as his father had been slowly destroying the company over the years after taking it from his father and Lee's grandfather.
He then approached the department that was previously designed for three personal assistants but now he had it renovated and made for only two. 'What is the use of having three when two can do the work fine,' he thought, finally arriving at the only cubicle that was occupied by his one and only personal assistant.
It had been twenty years prior that he saved this man's life in an accident and since then, this man had been loyal to him. He evenly worked his way up from just being a warrior to his right-hand man and the second in command.
The man seemed nervous while holding a while postcard envelope in his hand and open seeing his boss he said, "Boss another one of those."
"Follow me," Lee said before unlocking his office door and entering. The man followed him inside and then Lee locked the door and pressed the button to the side of the door to censor any information that can be intercepted.
Ever since he took over the position of CEO for the past year he had made a lot of changes, the first started with his office and then the staff members. His grandfather had only given him five years to prove that he could be a better CEO than his father, it was just a trial period but he planned to use that trial period to make a lot of changes and to secure his position and the Alpha King for life.
Lee walked straight to his mahogany desk that was near the glass wall which would allow him to get a good view of the city, he sat down in his chair before putting on his desktop computer before looking at his personal assistant.
"Hand it to me," he finally said and stretched out his hand, he watched as Michael stretched out both hands with the postcard envelope resting on both of them as though it was something delicate and fragile.
Lee took it and turn it over, there he saw it, the pink wax-like seal that only his blood can unseal. He had been secretly receiving these envelopes for the past two years, the first was for him to secretly follow his father and observe him. He remembered being hesitant back then but he was glad he then, it was then he found out that his father had been secretly poisoning him and his grandfather.
Lee raised his left index finger to his lips and bit it, then let the single drop fall on the seal before then licking the wound for it to heal. The seal opened, he pulled out the contents from inside the envelope only to see it was a single cue card. It was blank but then after flipping it five times back and front the words finally appeared.
'Mate – Anna Fortune
Birthday – Nineteenth June
Age – Presently seventeen
Address – Unforgotten Orphanage, Cedros
Country – Trinidad, Caribbean, West Indies'
"What is it sir?" Michael asked.
"It's just like the others. This person is so cryptic and mysterious," Lee said as he frowned and dropped the cue card on the desk.
Michael quickly picked up the cue card, he believed that it must be of importance just like the others that came over the past year which helped them to get rid of some of the enemies' people.
"Could it really be your mate?" Michael asked.
"Not possible. I don't have a mate," Lee quickly said.
"What if it is true?" Michael was determined to see if it was true.
"My mate is dead. She was dead from the day she was born," Lee said. He was sure that she was indeed dead. He remembered almost eighteen years ago he felt his mate born, he could remember that he felt that pull to find her but just before he could even fully get dressed he suddenly felt the loss of his mate.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
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