Chapter 19
Sion carefully tiptoed to the door and opened it cautiously pushing Safia behind him.
Thankfully it was nobody that he expected. The maid walked in with a glass of milk on the tray. “Ma'am wanted to have milk before going to bed. Have a great night.” She wished both of them and closed the door behind her.
Sion released the breath that he didn't know he was holding till then. He stared back at Safia for a few more seconds with anger and walked out of the room.
The door closed with a thud. Sion didn't know Safia was still on the call.
“It was not a mistake, Levis, but a blunder. What you were about to do to me can be forgiven but not forgotten. Since you are my childhood friend, for the sake of our long friendship, I will pardon you.” Safia would not have given Levis a second chance in a normal situation, but she put herself in his shoes for a moment. If what he did was wrong, then what she did to Sion by giving unwarranted information to the bartender was also wrong. However, he had forgiven her and accepted her back.
“We all make slips when we are not in our right state of mind. But I hope you will not repeat this mistake again in the future.” She took a long, deep breath to pacify her chaotic thoughts.
“Regarding marriage, I can't develop any feelings for you. You have always and only been my friend. It has been seven years. I know it is foolish, but I didn't move on after Guild. I agreed to this wedding with Sion because it has no psychological involvement. It is only on paper to save my company.” Safia clarified everything to Levis, but was he satisfied with the information she gave him?
“I don't think Sion is as green as grass. He has feelings for you, and that is why he helped you by investing in your company. But on the other hand, if he really loves you why did he torture you to hell. There is something more which we do not know.” Levis tightened his hands into fists in anger, providing Safia with vital information about Sion.
For a moment, Safia didn't know whether to cry or laugh. If Sion really had feelings for her, he would not call her names like "whore" and a woman coming from "rags." He had left no chance to verbally and physically abuse her. He had clearly mentioned on the first day of their marriage that he married her purely out of revenge, the reason for which was still unknown to her. Levis was right. There is something more mystical regarding this marriage.
However, Levis didn't need to know all that. It was something between her and Sion. “Everything that we see is not what it looks like.” Safia simply added.
“Is it? Sion told me even if you pay him, he will not divorce you unless he is done with you. Do you still say he has no feelings for you?” Levis questioned, with an irk in his voice.
“What?” Safia lost her balance and fell onto a chair behind her in shock. The words Levis spoke were something she never expected.
“Yes, you heard it right. He doesn't want to set you free even if you clear all his dues. He asked me to stay away from you. I promise you, unless I eliminate this fucker from your life, I'm not going to sleep peacefully.”
Safia stood in silence, speechless. She ignored Levis's words but dwelled on the thought of staying married to Sion. It was the last thing she wanted. All this while, she had satisfied herself with the pep talk that one day she would clear his loan and be out of his life. But it seemed like that day would never happen.
After a lot of thought, she called her lawyer and sent him the contract she signed with Sion.
A few minutes later, after analyzing the terms in detail, he called Safia back. “Good afternoon, Ma'am. I studied the contract. On the face of it, once you clear the dues of Mr. Sion Canes, you can file for a divorce. Nevertheless, if he doesn't want to divorce you, you will continue to be his legally wedded wife, because divorce happens on mutual acceptance. At the end, a piece of advice as your well-wisher: Winning against Sion Canes is not easy in court because of the reputation and power he holds in the country. When you can’t win over a person, you have to let things happen with peace and harmony. This is the only thing that I can suggest to you.”
Sophia’s toes curled in worry as she finished the call and walked back to Sion’s office. “Where were you? I called twice to your intercom, but you wouldn't lift the call. Find out where you have placed the file containing Enrique's deal with us. I need it immediately.”
“I got a call from my father. It was an emergency. So I had to take it. I'm sorry,” Safia lied, speaking absentmindedly.
“Is everything okay?” Sion immediately took his eyes away from the computer and asked her with concern.
“Yes, everything is fine. Did you finish the deal with the Stans?” Safia handed him Enrique's document after placing all the files neatly in one of the shelves in his office.
“No, I couldn't. You were drunk yesterday and sick. I did not want to leave you until you were normal.” Sion spoke, studying the file in his hands.
Safia only nodded. “Thank you for staying back and looking after me.”
“You don’t have to be so formal. We have long crossed that line,” Sion said, turning the pages of the file he was reading.
“I ordered dinner. Let's eat together,” Sion spoke from behind when Safia took her purse to buy something to eat.
“I'm not feeling too hungry. I would buy something light,” Safia spoke, her eyes glistening from the earlier conversation she had with the lawyer.
Sion went around his large work desk to reach her. He was about to hold her hand for comfort, but she shivered with fear, taking two steps back before he could reach her.
Sion was heartbroken. The last thing he wanted was for Safia to fear him. “You have not had your breakfast in the morning and you say you will eat something light for dinner. If you eat like this, you are surely going to fall sick. I ordered dinner for both of us. Eat as much as you can.”
Safia knew he wouldn’t take a negative from her. The dinner in the night went on in silence. Sion was observing her features, which were glum. She refused to return his gaze. Sion was filled with questions and concerns. “What's bothering you, Safia? Can you talk to me?”
She didn't answer. She simply ate, her eyes downcast. Sion’s gut told him something was terribly wrong, something that went beyond their usual bickering. His werewolf instincts were screaming that his mate was in distress, a deep, soul-shattering distress. He was a werewolf, an alpha, and he could feel her pain as if it were his own.
He pushed his plate away, a low growl rumbling in his chest. “Did you talk to someone about us?” he asked, his voice low and dangerous.
Safia's head snapped up. Her eyes, filled with tears, met his. She didn’t have to answer. Her expression was all the confirmation he needed. The wolf in him was rising, a protective, possessive rage that was hard to contain.
"Who?" he snarled, standing up, his large frame casting a shadow over her. "Who did you talk to, Safia? Levis? Was it that rogue who is trying to turn my pack mate against me?"
"He's not a rogue! He's just Levis, my old time friend!" she screamed, her own wolf howling in response to his rising fury.
“He is a rogue, and he’s after you!” Sion roared, his eyes flashing to a ferocious gold. “He is not trying to clear your debts. He is trying to claim my mate!"
He grabbed her, his hands on her upper arms, pulling her to him. She didn't struggle. She was terrified, but her wolf was also responding to his dominance, to his raw, animalistic need to protect her.
“I’m not a monster, Safia. I'm not a beast. I'm your mate. We are bound to each other, whether you like it or not. I'm going to prove to you that he is a rogue, and when I do, you will never see him again.” He released her, his eyes still burning with a dangerous gold. He looked at her, his voice softening, a plea in his eyes. “Please trust me. Just this once, trust me.”
He was her mate. Her true mate. But he had been a monster to her. He had hurt her with his words. And now, he wanted her to trust him? Safia didn't know what to do. The choice was between the man who had hurt her but was her mate, and the man who was her childhood friend, her only hope for a better life. She had to choose. But she was in an impossible situation.
And then, she heard the sound. Not a voice. But a telephone ring. Who was it?
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