His Fated Temptation

Grumpy rich ass

Seraphina woke up late again because of her nightmares. The alarm she had set rang a long time ago. Sometimes she wonders why she sets an alarm when her nightmares are always going to wake her up .. late. Deep down, she knows that for the rest of her life these nightmares will keep haunting her until she avenges her mother's death.

She gets up from her bed and goes towards the bathroom in a hurry. After completing her business, she wore her disguise. Looking at her reflection on the mirror, she sighs.

"I miss my curves." The girl that stared back at her in a long skirt and a long sleeved shirt wasn't looking bad at all. Just simple in her thick nerdy glasses and dyed red hair.

Seraphina rushed out of her apartment, standing on the curb while waiting for a cab to hail.

She waves for a cab to stop and she enters, grateful to have found one as she was already late on her first day of work. "Way to start a mission, Seraphina." She says then she remembers something and gasps. "Oh, no!!"

She gets out of the cab, turning to the cab driver. "Sir, please wait here. I just forgot something. I will be back in a jiffy."

She shuts the taxi door and runs back to her room. Her eyes glanced here and there looking for something. Finding it, she smiles.

On her bedside table, a bottle of perfume stood there. This wasn't any ordinary perfume. It hides one's scent when being worn for at least 24 hours.

Mr. Cartwright had given it to her with a warning that she should never forget to wear it especially as she was going to work with lycantropes and werewolves who have a special sense of smell.

Seraphina sighs again before wearing the perfume. She rushes out, locking her door. On reaching the curb, the cab driver was gone.

"Asshole!" She cursed.

After five minutes, a cab passes by and Seraphina hastily waves it over. She reaches the company in no time. With no appetite for breakfast, she decided to get a cup of coffee from the nearby restaurant to drink on the way.

The coffee was super expensive. "Why would someone open a restaurant just to sell coffee at this price?" She mumbles. Not that she is poor or anything. Seraphina just sees it as a waste of money. There were other restaurants that sold good coffee and their prices were not as expensive as this one. She doesn't blame them. Their restaurant was near the biggest and richest enterprise in the country so why not.

The waiter was slow to get her order and Seraphina starts to regret coming in to get coffee. She would've just gone through his morning without it. She tapped her fingers on the counter impatiently. Finally, the waiter dropped the coffee on the counter. She paid for it and spun around, checking her watch.

"Ahh, I'm going to be late."

She quickens her pace, walking out of the restaurant .

Just then she skipped the last tile, throwing her coffee in the air. Thanks to her fast reflexes, she manages to balance herself.

"What's wrong with me this morning?" She cursed herself internally for being so clumsy.

She straightens her almost wrinkled skirt raising my head high, she gulps seeing who was in front of her.

"I did not..." She muttered under her breath. "s**t, yes I did.”

She stood transfigured not knowing what to do next. Standing in front of her was a gorgeous man. No brainier, he has to be rich. He screamed of influence and power. His jawline sent several shivers down her spine. His plump lips which were strangely wet, pale golden eyes. His tailored suit now covered in coffee fit him impeccably, accentuating his broad shoulders and athletic build. The man she saw through her glasses was dripping hot. Her heart tugged in her chest. This face. Blurry images flashed in her head, making her massage her forehead from the pains of an upcoming headache.

Seraphina got pulled out of her trance when he snapped his fingers at her repeatedly.

"Are you dumb?"

"Dumb? Me?" Seraphina hissed aloud. Surely, powerful men felt the need to intimidate other lowly people.

Ignoring the throbbing headache. Her eyes flashed with annoyance and she shot back. "Wow, I'm impressed. I've never met anyone who could go from zero to condescending in two seconds." She snapped. "Do you have a PhD in sarcasm, or is it just a natural talent? "

The man's face darkened but Seraphina wasn't done yet. "Also, just to clarify, I'm not dumb or blind. My dissertation was in the art of spilling coffee on gorgeous but.. rude strangers. "

The man's eyes widened, and he seemed taken aback by her quick wit. Before he could respond, she added, "And don't worry about the coffee stain—it suits you.. perfectly. Adds a bit of character to your otherwise flawless outfit. "

Kael's face turned red, and he was left standing there, speechless and coffee-stained. As she walked away, she mumbled enough for kael's lycan ears to hear. "I mean it's just coffee, not blood. You won't catch any diseases from it.. probably.” She sighed, " This morning has to be cursed to bring such a grumpy rich ass to me."

Kael turned to look at her, then to the coffee stains on his suit, and finally, he shook his head and walked away leaving Roran dumbstruck.

"Did I just see our Supreme Alpha get his suit mudded and he did nothing?" Lucien mindkinked Roran. He was waiting in the car for them. Drinking coffee wasn't usually his thing so he didn't go out to get one.

"I'm as shocked as you are."

"First, it was his mate— Shadow Siren— and now.. some girl dresses in old granny outfits and nerdy looking glasses." Lucien watched Seraphina go. With a frown on her face. "Damn! Our Alpha is getting lucky these days with 'don't mess with me ' kind of women. "

Lucien laughed out loud, his gaze was still on the stubborn girl. His interest piqued. "The first girl that looked into the terrifying eyes of our alpha and didn't cower in fear instead she bantered words with him and walked out fearlessly. Wow!"