REJECTED: The Alpha Behind The Mask

Victoria’s POV

I yelled and told him everything I had seen in my dream and to my biggest surprise he did not deny it.

After he left, I rushed into the bathroom and locked the door. I sat on the restroom tube and tiredly rubbed my two hands on my face as the memory kept flashing.

“Hello.” I heard a voice in the room which I knew wasn’t Eric’s.

With trembling legs and panting breath, I opened the door of the bathroom and walked into the room, only to meet a man who should be in his early thirties. He was putting on short blue jeans, a black T-shirt and a face cap.

Rubbing my hands on my arms, I slowly made my way to him, but made sure I was a bit far from him.

“How can I help you”? I asked while staring at him. “I’m here to fix the door,” he said, while pointing a finger at the door on the floor.

“Oh, I see.” I nodded my head at him and sat on the bed.

He moved away from the entrance of the room, walked into the room and kept his working tools on the floor.

I sat on the bed with my both hands on my thighs as I watched him work on the door.

Watching him work, I marveled how Eric was able to take down such a door all by himself. It was strange and incredible.

With so many thoughts buzzing in my head, I watched the young man work on the door until he was done.

“Thank you.” I flashed him a friendly smile which he returned, “It’s nothing, I was just doing my job.” he responded while he rubbed the back of his neck nervously, “I have to go.” without letting me say a word, he went for his tools on the floor and quickly left the room.

With a heavy sigh, I stood up from the bed and walked around the room as so many thoughts buzzed in my head. Constantly, I rubbed my arms with my both hands as I felt a sudden cold envelope my body.

The cold was so intense that I wondered what was really happening. I took in a deep breath and rubbed my hands together to generate heat in my body, but it wasn’t working as I wanted it.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

With cold feet, I left the room and took the stairs downstairs. I walked past the sitting room and was grateful no one was in the sitting room, especially Eric.

I went to the kitchen, plugged the coffee maker, switched it and was about making a coffee when I saw the butler walking in. Quickly, I moved away and licked my lips nervously as I noticed he was staring at the coffee maker.

“I’m sorry, I just needed some hot coffee.” I spoke nervously.

He chuckled, shook his head and walked up to me, “You don’t need to apologize, okay.” he flashed a warm smile at me which I shyly returned.

“Sit, I’ll do it for you myself,” he pulled out a chair from the table in the kitchen for me to sit.

“Thank you.” I smiled weakly before taking the seat.

I placed my hands on the table and relaxed on the chair as I watched him make the coffee with so much ease.

“Here it is, hot as you want it.” he placed the cup of coffee on the table and smiled at me.

“Thank you.” I smiled and rubbed my palms together before taking the cup of coffee from the table.

“Do you need biscuits or snacks? “He asked while moving to the big cupboard, “No.” I shook my head and took a sip of the coffee. “Very well then, I’ll leave you.” he flashed me a friendly smile before leaving the kitchen.

I took a few sips of the coffee and decided it was best I stayed in my room, so I wouldn’t come across Eric. I left my seat, picked up the cup of coffee from the table, and left the kitchen.

I made my way out of the kitchen, walked past the sitting room, and was about to take the stairs when I heard voices approaching the sitting room. I knew one of the voices was Eric, but I did not know the other guy who was with him.

Quickly, I hastened my steps on the stairs, so I could get to my room and avoid Eric and whoever he was talking to.

With the cup of coffee in my hand, I hurriedly climbed the stairs and was almost taking the last stair when I heard my name.

“Shit.” I murmured to myself as I slowly turned around.

The moment I turned around I met Eric’s curious eyes on me, but that wasn’t what got my attention, my attention was on the man beside him.

He looks like he should be the same age as Eric, has long light-brown hair which covered his ear and stopped at his neck like a bob. The color of his eyes was something I couldn’t describe because I did not know what to call its color. He has a long pointed nose, small wide lips and broad shoulders just like Eric.

Staring at him, I could tell he was really working out, just like Eric because his body was muscular in the appropriate places. He was putting on a tight blue jean, green T-shirt which few of the buttons were left opened, revealing his muscular chest.

“Hello.” he smiled and waved his hand.

Quickly, I snapped out of my thoughts as I shyly looked away.

I drew in a long breath as I made my way downstairs to the men. The more steps I took towards them, the more the face of the stranger became familiar to me.

Gradually, I dragged my feet until I came down the stairs and stood a few inches away from them.

“Nice seeing you again.” he flashed me a big smile, revealing his beautiful set of arranged teeth.

“Hi.” I replied nervously, as I nervously scratched the tip of my nose while stealing a glimpse of him.

Everything about him speaks power and authority. Staring at him, it felt like I was standing before a man with power and authority.

“I know you right,” I asked.

“Yes, I’m prince Liam.” he replied as he took a few steps closer to me.

“Prince Liam.” I whispered to myself as I remembered the card I saw in my pocket while I was still in Australia.

“How are you,” he asked in a friendly manner.

“I’m fine.” I replied while moving my gaze to Eric.

He stared back at me, but I noticed he had an expressionless face.

”I see you were enjoying yourself.” Liam said while staring at the coffee in my hand. “Not really, I’m just freezing.” With those words, I drew in a deep breath.

I noticed Eric stared at Liam, but not for long before he moved his gaze to me. “There is a heater in your room, just switch it on.” Eric muttered while he shoved his hands in his pockets.

I ignored his words and moved my attention to Liam. “Can I talk to you for a minute.”? I asked, almost like a plead.

“Yeah, sure.” Liam agreed.

“Thanks.” I smiled and led the way out of the sitting room.

We left the house and strolled into the garden. We sat on the bench beside each other while he waited for me to speak. Nervously, I massaged the back of my neck, but he quickly took my hand from my neck and flashed me a warm smile. “You don’t have to be nervous around me.” With those words, he interlocked our fingers together.

Nervously, I licked my lips, stood up from the bench and stood before him with folded arms.

“I want to ask you a few questions,” I muttered.

He folded his arms around his chest and relaxed on the bench with his gaze fixed on me. “Go on,” he gestured.

I walked to and fro for a while, thinking of how I would start the conversation.

“Just ask.” he spoke up after he noticed I wasn’t saying a thing.

I drew in a long breath, nervously played with a lock of my hair before speaking, “Was Eric abusing me?” I asked and gulped.

I noticed Prince Liam staring at me with furrowed eyebrows before standing at his feet.

He took a few steps towards me, but I took a few steps backwards because I was uncomfortable being around him.

“What makes you think so?” he asked, curious.

Nervous, I massaged the back of my neck as I thought about how to begin my story.

“You can tell me anything.” he spoke in a caring manner, while I slowly nodded my head before speaking, “I had a memory, a few hours ago, I saw Eric holding my neck almost choking me to death.” I murmured, almost to myself.

He took a deep breath, flashed me a warm smile before taking few steps towards me, and I did not move back.

“Give me your hands.” he pleaded as he brought forth his hands to me.

“What for?” I asked as I stared at his hands before me.

“Trust me” he assured me with a big smile.

I stared at his hands for a while before I slowly placed my hands on his.

The moment he took hold of my hands, I felt the warmness of his hands and instantly a different type of warmth enveloped my entire body.

“Give me a minute.” he smiled at me and closed his eyes.

“What are you doing?” I asked while staring at him, but he ignored my questions and kept his eyes closed.

“Hey.” I called out to him, but he ignored me. Out of fear, I tried moving my hands away from his, but his grips were so strong that I couldn’t do a thing.

“Let go of me.” I muttered in fear.

Quickly, he opened his eyes and let go of my hands.

I gulped in fear and took a few steps away from him.

“I’m so sorry.” he apologized sincerely.

Slowly, I rubbed my hands together to generate heat to my body.

“What was that?” I asked curiously.

“Nothing.” he smiled at me and went back to the bench. He sat on the bench, crossed his left leg to his right, and placed his hands in the pockets of his jacket.

“Eric will never lay his hand on you.” he said those words like he was so sure of it.

“But I told you I had a memory…” “What you saw has a different explanation.” he cut in. “Eric will never abuse you, I’m very sure of that,” he muttered out firmly.

Hearing those words from him, I roughly ran my fingers through my hair and didn’t know what to say. What I saw was so real, even though it was just a memory, I could feel the anger in his eyes and could still see the hatred he had towards me in his eyes.

“Do you still doubt it?” he asked when he noticed I wasn’t saying a word.

“I don’t know, I wish I could just get my lost memory.” I murmured.

He stood up from the bench, walked up to me and stood a few steps away from me.

“Don’t worry about that, you will get your memories back, but before then you should stop worrying about things you see. Eric will never lay his hands on you, you are his better half, hurting you is like hurting himself.” he placed his two hands on my shoulders, flashed me a warm smile before leaving me at the garden.

As he left, I rubbed my hands on my arms as his words kept echoing in my head.

“Better half.” I murmured to myself as I continued walking around the garden, thinking of what Prince Liam said.

With a heavy sigh, I sat on the bench, drew in a long breath and went into deep thought.

Firstly, I need to leave this place, get an apartment or stay with Sonia. I knew I can’t keep staying here no matter what.

After few minutes of pounding with thoughts, I left the bench, walked out of the garden and dragged my feet to the sitting room.

I went to the sitting room, and met Prince Liam and Eric in the sitting room having a glass of drink.

“I’ll be in my room.” I announced to Eric, who nodded his head to me.

I dragged my feet upstairs, got to my room and sat on the bed.

I stared around the room and saw the switch that had the heater. I went for it, switched it on and sat back on the bed.

I drew in a long breath, lay on the bed and forced myself to sleep.

Slowly, I opened my eyes as I felt cold shivers run down my spine.

I stood up from the bed, stared around the room and noticed the heater was still on, but the cold inside me was so intense.

With cold feet, I dragged myself to the closet, took out a jacket and put it on, but it wasn’t helping.

“What’s going on?” I murmured to myself as I rubbed my two hands together to generate heat for my body.

I felt my body trembling, and my teeth became ice-cold like I was being put in a freezer despite the Heater was put on and working fine. “Eric.” I muttered in fear as I made my way out of the room.

I ducked my hands in the pockets of the jacket and made my way to Eric’s room. I got to the door and was about to knock, but the door opened widely, and it wasn’t Eric in front of me, rather it was Prince Liam.