Alpha Kael

What are you doing in my room?

Jetta POV

When Ace finally stopped hugging me and step back, I smiled brightly at him as he brushed my hair off my face, but I was dying inside.

I thought I had time, or at least I had two weeks to get over what happened between Kael and me. But now that Ace was standing in front of me right after I had cheated on him, I felt so sick with myself.

"Are you good?" Ace mumbled, his eyes on mine. "You look faint."

"Do I?" I whispered, resting the back of my hands against my cheeks as I gazed at how concerned he looked. "Maybe it's because I haven't eaten all night and this morning."

"Rosey is making food for you." My dad said, and I gave him a weak smile.

It felt suffocating to be in this room with him, Ace, and of course these two hags, Debbie and Ara. Gosh, I want to rot them out to my dad so bad, but the last thing I want is for people to start asking questions.

Right now, I need what happened between Kael and me last night to be buried in my past and to focus on my future with Ace, the companies, and taking care of myself.

"So, how long are you here for?" I asked, looking at Ace, masking my stress behind a smile.

"I was planning to go back to the university when we found you." Ace said, taking my hand in his.

"Oh,"

"But I am going to stay here, do my classes online, and travel back for graduation."

"Oh!"

So I am literally not going to get the break I need to get over Kael, and I have to see Ace every day. Is this Karma? Because it sure hell feels like it, and I wanted to scream, but I have to keep smiling and not think.

"Ace, how about you have…" My father mumbled, pausing to stare at his watch. "How about you eat lunch with Jet. Then you and her can use the time to catch up."

No, dad please don't do this to me. All I want to do is to head to my room, cry, and fall asleep, instead of talking with Ace while guilt eats at me.

"Is that a bruise on your wrist?" Ace suddenly asked, furrowing his brows with his eyes glued to my hand.

"Huh?" I mumbled as I gazed down at my wrist, pulling my hand slowly out of his.

Although it was quite faded, my wrist was slightly bruised, and I realized instantly that it was because Kael had held my hands above my head, tightly locked in his grip.

"Hugh, I didn't notice. I was so nervous and confused last night, I am not sure how I got this." I mumbled, pulling my sleeve downward.

The truth is, my body was like a sheet that Kael used to sketch on aggressively last night, and his marks were everywhere on my skin.

"Milady," Rosey's voice distracted us, and I couldn't be more grateful for her because the awkwardness in the room was becoming embarrassing.

Looking at her standing in the doorway, I smiled and mumbled, "Good morning, "Rosey,"

For twenty-three years, she has been my nanny, and even though I don't need her to do much for me now, she's family, and I love her like one.

"Your food is on the dining table," Rosey said, grinning with warmth beaming on her face.

Darting my gaze from her, I looked at Ace and mumbled, "Do you want to eat with me?"

This was my intent to draw his mind away from my bruise. Now that he is back, it won't be long before his parents start talking about marriage, which could take place a month from now, so I don't need him questioning us.

"I am going to take my leave," Elle softly uttered.

Gazing her way, I met her calm eyes and noticed the words behind them.

"Can you follow me upstairs for your purse that you kept nagging about on the way here?" I asked in a teasing tone.

"Right, I almost forgot about that," Elle mumbled without any hesitation.

After dashing the living room, we headed upstairs to my room and I shut the door, locking it.

"Can you get rid of it for me?" I mumbled, handing the phone to Elle.

After looking at the bag for a while, she scowled at me and said, "You said you were going to do it yourself."

"I know. But I don't think I can, Elle. So please help me."

"Are you sure this is about the phone?"

Of course, it was not about the phone. It's about letting go of Kael, and I don't trust myself to forget about him on my own. It's good that I won't be seeing him again, hopefully.

"Yes. What else will it be about?" I mumbled, feeling terrible that I wasn't being honest with her. But I didn't want to talk about it anymore.

Snatching the bag out of my hand, Elle reached into it, and took out the box, opening the lid. Then she pulled out the phone, looked at me, and said, "Are you sure that you want to go through with the wedding after everything that has happened?"

"Yes," I told, not thinking twice.

But I was answering with my head and not my heart. If I did, I would have got another answer, and a dilemma is what I would have been stuck with.

"Okay then," Elle announced, placing her focus back on the phone.

Then she took the pin out of the box, and as she was about to remove the sim, the phone started buzzing in her hand, and my heart dropped.

"Take it out!" I mumbled, trying to block out the sound of it ringing because I knew only Kael had the new number. "Take it out please!"

"Okay! Okay, I'm taking it out." Elle softly uttered, hastily popping the sim out of the phone. "I got it."

Why would Kael call at such a time? Can't he just allow me to forget him in peace and not have to panic every second?

"Where are you going?" I asked, watching Elle walk away.

Looking back at me, she huffed and let out, "To flush the sim."

After she entered the bathroom, and I heard the sound of water, I wanted to believe that that was it… It was over between Kael and me. Yet, a part of me felt like that was a lie. That the worst is yet to come.

For the rest of the day, that feeling didn't leave me, and having lunch with Ace didn't help. Plus we didn't say much to each other which was a good thing, but kind of uncomfortable.

When nighttime came, I felt glad because I could finally retire to bed, and rest. But the moment, I was about to dose off, the sound of a knock forced me to raise my eyelids.

Annoyed, I got out of bed, walked over to the door, dragging my feet, and then opened it to see Debbie standing in the hall.

"What do you want?" I mumbled, clutching my fist to control my anger.

"I made you tea," Debbie said with a fake-ass smile on her face.

"Thanks for the poison, but I rather not drink it. You can take it back."

"Poison? Haha."

Leaning closer to my face, she smirked and mumbled, "I am not an i***t to kill you this openly."

"Get out of my face before I lose my last sense of reasoning," I said, squeezing my fist tighter.

After drawing back, she sneered and uttered, "Your father was the one who thought it was a good idea for you to drink some tea, but suit yourself."

Silently, I watched Debbie turn to leave. But then she stopped, turned around to gaze at me, and asked, "Why did you lie to your father this morning?"

"Why? Did you almost piss yourself thinking that I was going to tell on you?" I mumbled, smirking at the angry look on her face. "Don't worry you are going to get what you deserve... you and Ara. Karma is a b***h, and revenge is a dish best served cold."

As Debbie was about to move her lips to speak, I shut the door in her face and headed back to bed, covering my head with my sheet.

I don't remember how I fell asleep, but a tap on my back woke me up, and after I felt the third gentle hit on my back, I pulled the sheet off my face to see Kael staring down at me, and I was about to scream, but he immediately seal my lips with his palm.

"I am going to let go now," Kael whispered, looking directly into my eyes. "Don't make a sound. Got it?"

When I nodded, he slowly pulled his hand away from my face and stood up straight, staring casually at me.

What the f***k have I gotten myself into with this dude, and how the heck did he find my house?

"You left your window open," Kael said as I sat up.

For a moment, I couldn't find my normal breathing pattern because of fear, and my heart had lost its rhythm in every beat.

"What are you doing in my room?" I mumbled, barely able to get the words out straight. "And how the hell did you get inside?!"