My Alpha Seed

ding at the doorway, the entrance of the living room. "Whe

ing in. "Who is she and why would you hit h

abruptly, spurring a hasty take of

oed in a bid to clear the

't given me an answer, ma. Who was that and

st a help I recruited," she

, ma. This is why no one agrees to stay more than a month

ou get back?" she inqui

aid, going behind t

hard on what could have possibly given her away. She most certainly wasn't ready to reveal that yet and now the fussy granny not only knew about it, but looked cheesed off to the bones also. To her, she was totally screwed so what next? Was she going to come clean or just deny everything? Figures, if she denied the a

re. Thinking back, he was actually very handsome. Replacing the perplexing thoughts was that of the young man she had seen earlier. For the past six days she'd been living in that house, not one soul

, but that would be blatantly rude so she turned back to

the pleasing manly voi

which was breathtakingly stunning at first glance; safe to say she must have been smitten. Buried i

e across her face. "Who are yo

name's Ophelia," she

roduced, extending hi

ia accepted the warm gest

living with my grandmother," he utt

't deal with," she made h

s on people's necks," he commented with a bit of sarcas

ed in agreement. "There's every

dle it." Like old-time friend

ke a breather to her. She enjoyed every bit of their casual conversation savoring each moment of the bliss to the full. Maybe her darkest moments were finally over. Even

. "Here we go again," she grumbled beneath her breath.

you answer my call??!!" the old lady fire

she answer

beg to be fed, huh?"

innocently, she bowed slig

ercede on her behalf when he

called her to clo

nodded, giving her a go-ahead. Feeling rest

uested literally then Ophelia bent over. Unexpectedly, the

lered, showing his d

llow further away to himself instead. "Why would you hi

he had enough time to mingle with people away

expressed his dismay explicit

ling away time with a complete nobody as herself,"

he took them behind her, portraying resistance. "C'm

the called to the warpath. "You've got work to do," s

he said and stormed off

n the most miserable way ever. With one hand on her cheek, she fou

lost in thoughts. "Ophelia!" she yelled vehemently in a bid to jerk her out

graciously amidst her sobs and the s

he last thi

she recounted the last statement she managed

you be?!" the old

asking about your miserable pr

ed, "where do you come from? And why are you here with a

down saliva, fiddling with her fingers. "Ma I...," she stu

"Figures, who wouldn't harbor inappropriate thoughts when the only thing at their disposal is you?" jeered the sitting figure, verbally stabbing through the pained heart of the other. Lowering at her, she couldn't help but notic

" she muttered respec

e such absurd guesses but all the same, she wasn't to be blamed. The sole guilty one was Morgan; no one else was to be held accountable for the disdain and contempt dished her on a platte

tefully. Sniffling and cleaning her eyes occasi