Chapter 161
Emilia’s POV
“Emilee?” Simon called and I chuckled under my breath. No matter how much I tried to correct him about the pronunciation of my name, the four years old insisted on callingue that since his friend called me that too.
“Yes love?” I responded.
“When do we go home and see daddy? Will he forgive me and love me again? A–and you too?”
Tears pricked at my eyes at his wonds. How could I tell him that he might never see his father again? I mean chances were if Roman were ever found, he would be killed. There was no mercy for what he had done so far.
“I’m sure he will honey. Come on, it’s past your bedtime you need to go to bed.” I tried my best at sounding reassuring but I couldn’t be sure that it worked as well as I wanted it to. I was sad and scared myself.
“I’m scared.” Came his little voice again.
“Don’t be scared honey, here hold my hand and I promise I won let go okay?” I promised and Simon nodded his head, wrapping his small fingers around mine.
I watched as his eyes slowly dropped until he was finally asleep and for a moment I wished I could just close my eyes at any time and fall asleep.
I wished things could be different especially with myself and Roman, I had loved the man so much and even now when I knew that all he had done was manipulate and use me I couldn’t help but still love him.
What he had done was wrong, especially since he didn’t have a solid enough reason for all of it but what was worse was the fact that he was going to let me take a fall for one of his sins. I could have lost my life in all of these mess but I didn’t think that was Roman’s biggest concern. Matter of fact I didn’t think it was his concern at all.
Thinking about him always made me sad and it made me question love.
I had been so convinced that he loved me as much as I loved him. I couldn’t forget the first time we had met. I had been serving coffee to the officials in the Alpha’s room where they had been having a meeting and we had locked eyes at some point.
It had been almost magical, save for the absence of sparks and the lack of scents I could have been convinced that we were actually mates but we were not so I could only say that we were destined to meet each other.
After that moment, he had called me to the living area after the meeting was done and had asked him to meet him at dusk so we could have a proper discussion.
I had wanted to do it, so bad. I didn’t want to pass up an opportunity to get to know this handsome, soft spoken man that had gotten my attention but there were rules in the home of the man that I served and one of those was to never leave the house unless it was permitted by himself.
And although I was a little rebel but I knew where to draw the line, I knew the boundaries and the roads to not cross and then I had told him so.
Now that I thought about it, he was an official, I was very sure that if he had asked Master that he wanted to spend the evening with me, he would have permitted it. Maybe that was wishful thinking but I really believed there would have been other options for us that didin’t involve me sneaking out of the house and meeting him in the woods almost every night.
