h4Chapter 242: The Arrangements For Their Stay/h4

    (Author’s POV)

    "What has gotten into him? He sometimes acts more like our dad’s then our actual dad’s, huff" Yelena spoke to Myra as Fabian departed. "Do you have any idea what he was onto?"

    "I don’t know. Maybe as he said, there are a lot of wild animals out there. Maybe he is just looking out for us," Myra replied as she couldn’t make out anything more from Fabian’s words. But then she recalled the look on his face, it was full of pleading, full of warning.

    A sudden unease started taking root inside her. ’Maybe there is something more to it?’ But as soon as the thought came Myra dispersed it, ’No, if there was, he would have told us.’ She rubbed her temples as they went inside her house.

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    Fabian strolled back to his ce. Taking off his shoes, he put on his house slippers and ced the grocery bag onto the white granite stone kitchen top. He poured himself some water as a voice he was well aware of chimed, "Where are youing from, Fabian?"

    He paused and shifted his gaze to the source. The person was sitting leisurely on his beige hued couch, their legs crossed.

    "How did you get in?" Fabian’s voice turned sharp very different from his usual tone.

    "I walked inside from the front door," the person replied casually.

    "This is not what I meant, Ms. Elisa Queens," he spoke, his voice still edgy.

    "Aww, aren’t we close? Why are you calling me like that? Just call me, Elisa or maybe Lisa would do," Elisa yed with her hair, spiraling a lock carelessly as she said this.

    "First of all, we ..." Fabian pointed at him and then at her as he continued, "Are not close at all. You are my grandfather’s guest. And secondly, I don’t think I ever gave you permission to enter my ce," he was stern as he walked towards her, his gaze never leaving hers.

    "You are breaking my heart, sweetheart. Aren’t we a team? Didn’t Jaco~ ... Mr. Larson said that we have to fulfil ’the task’ together. And as for how I came inside~," Elisa got up from her ce and stepped forward, where Fabian has settled, her steps slow and deliberate. "That rough and tough guy, you always have around ...... your ve ...... he let me in." She sat beside Fabian, trying to be as close to him as possible.

    Fabian scooted away at once as he wanted to minimize any physical contact with her as he replied, "Gunnar .... he would never do that. And for your information, he is not my ve. He is a person, my person. Don’t you dare spout nonsense in front of me."

    Elisa wasn’t fazed by his animosity at all. She scooted over towards him as she said, her tone yful as there was a lingering hint of seduction in it, "Ohhoo ...... you aren’t any fun, Fab. I just spoke without thinking much, can’t you give me a bit of leeway?" She tried to touch his arm but Fabian got annoyed and got up from the couch and settled on a single person chair.

    "I would appreciate if we don’t have any physical contact, Ms. Queens. And why did youe to visit me in the first ce?" Fabian asked, his tone wasn’t rude but it sure was acrid. "I don’t recall we had any meeting scheduled with each other for today."

    "That’s why I said, you are no fun. Can’t I visit you without any scheduled meeting? After all we need to be on the same page and get to know each other, if we have to work together. Your grandfather especially seeked me for this," Elisa replied, her words full of allure.

    Fabian closed his eyes and tried to rx, his grip on the arm rest tightening. ’Yeah, let’s not oveplicate things. I have to attend to those Lycan pests and she is assigned to help me with it. I need to endure it.’

    Pressing his lips together, he replied, his tone a bit softer than before, "Ms. Queens, how has been the preparations been going for the Lycan Alpha’s stay?" He dived into his business mode.

    "It has all been done. We have meticulously arranged the presidential suites for all four of our guests in The Crown’s Opulence," Elisa told Fabian, her tone professional.

    "Their flight will bending at around ten in the morning, the day after tomorrow. So, we need to leave early to receive them. Please ... wear something~ ... appropriate," Fabian tried to sound polite.

    "Appropriate? Am I not dressing appropriately enough?" Elisa pouted as she questioned Fabian about her current outfit. She was in a criss cross spaghetti strap bodycon halter ck translucent dress which showcased her cleavage, waist and most of her back. She was dressed more like she hade to a party or to her lover’s ce then to discuss official matters.

    She added, "Am I not looking good? I have heard, those werewolves, they like the type who wears clothes like these or maybe less than this. Wouldn’t it be easy to talk business with them if one of them falls into the honey trap," She smiled deviously as she stated it.

    Fabian blinked several times. He was agitated by Elisa by now. ’Why the hell did grandfather gave me such a person to deal with. She acts more like a seductress than a secretary. Arghh .... damn, I am going to get a headache because of her.’

    "Wear something formal, Ms. Queens. They can do whatever they want in their territory but, here, in Esteria ... they areing to discuss business. You don’t need to offer yourself on a tter to them for such things," Fabian replied, trying to sound as calm as possible.

    "Okiez ... ohk ... As you requested, I will wear something formal to greet them. Just like a secretary," she winked at him.

    Fabian’s mouth twitched. He shook his head and said, "If there is nothing else, you may go now. And~ ... from now on, don’t enter my house without permission." His words were pregnant with warning.

    "Ouch ... you are so quick to send me off. By the way, your friend, she is quite beautiful," shemented as she got up from the couch.

    "Friend?" Fabian narrowed his eyes at Elisa. "What friend?"

    "Ohhhhe on. Don’t pretend. You already know whom I am talking about. Anyways, as I am not needed here anymore, I will be taking my leave. Toodles," Elisa muttered and started walking towards the door.

    But Fabian spoke before she could step out, "Elisa Queens ... I am warning you. Don’t around my people, stay as far away from them as possible. Otherwise, don’t expect any courtesy from me."

    "You make it sound like I am going to hurt her or anything. I was simply doing my morning workout that’s when I saw her. We didn’t even talk. Don’t make me out to be a viin, Fab," saying this she exited the ce. The innocent yet yful smile that has been lingering on her lips turned into a vicious, more devilish one, her eyes turning sharp.

    "My n is working out just fine. If everything remains like this, I may even hit a bonus. Can’t wait for the drama to unfold ... Ummm~ ... my mouth is already turning watery from all the anticipation," she mumbled as she walked to some distance. Her perfectly manicured, crimson jewel painted nails entangled in her locks as she walked off confidently.

    Fabian, who has been sitting in his chair got up and went towards his room. He needed a cold shower to easy off his agitated mind and some steam. Elisa’s unsightly presence, those Lycan mutts’ arrival in Esteria and not being able to meet Myra for a few days, everything was ying on his mind in a loop.

    Taking off all his clothes, he stepped under the shower, cold water droplets cascading down his head to his toned torso, travelling below his private area and slipping down his sturdy legs. He tousled his wet hair as water sshed and trickled down from it.

    What troubled Fabian the most right now, was thest part, not being able to meet Myra at all during the time the Everests brothers were in town. He couldn’t take the risk of exposing Myra’s whereabouts to them.

    Fabian was well aware that Myra was childhood friend with Nora Smith, now Nora Everests, the only daughter of the Lycan King, Noah Everests. He also knew that Myra had visited Kimbergst year. He knew Myra and Nora were close, like siblings. And that’s was the reason he approached Myra in the first ce.

    He had done a thorough background check on Nora Everests. Her adoptive family was no longer in the picture as the Everests has already taken care of them. And only Myra and her family were close to that hidden Lycan princess. He nned their meeting, to approach Myra for his hidden agenda.

    Initially, he wanted to use her for his revenge against the Lycans.

    To Be Continued . . . . . . . .