WHITNEY

A week had passed by since I went to see Mom's grave.

Since that day, Petterson helped me to be closer than I was already with Armand, He always found a way to leave us together, into an alley in the yard, in the garden, we were inseparable.

Petterson advised me to make him fall for me, at this assertion coming out of his mouth, I was amazed.

Was It possible for this man, this dark-hearted man, Armand Wilson to have feelings for me?

Yeah. Petterson confirmed. Except for this intention to possess my wealth, he had also a feeling toward me as tiny as it could be, it remained a feeling. A feeling of love, as little as it could be, wasn't impossible to fertilize it.

That was Petterson's advice, Making Armand love me would be a great benefit to me, I would have without any suspicious total access to some secret information about him.

I thoroughly agreed with the Idea, this man was a master in the domain of manipulation.
The Idea had been accepted with a huge smile on my face until he specified it meant I had to have sex with Armand.

The only thought Of that shit made my stomach flip, I was disgusted.

Hell, everyone but not this man, not him. Not that he was ugly, not that, he was a fine-looking man, he could never be compared to Addams for sure, though, for his age he was fairly handsome.
With a sinewy building body and a mustache which is what everyone could love about him.

But I looked at him, and every time his face passed my mind it was a devil I saw, that kind of ugly devil.

"It is the cost you have to pay to attain your goal. if you want to make him sink, you have to transform all the concepts you had in your little mind and become someone else. You have to do filthy things to see him under the dust"

"Your mind should be as filthy as his one is if you want to destroy him"

"You can't step back from the stage you are now" That were the words he used to make me realize the roughness of the path I had chosen.

If that was the cost if to see him sink, I had to have a heart as dark as his own was, hence, it would be as it ought to be.

I had nothing more to lose, he had already private me from everything I loved on earth.
For that, he would pay even if it meant losing my humanity.

"How many children do you want?" Armand questioned as we were trekking and exploring the huge mansion.

It was in the morning, and the breeze was fresh, the weak blow of wind sent just pleasure on my skin, and his words broke the silence in which we were so peacefully installed.

I instantly threw a glimpse at Petterson walking at my other side, whose eyes were already waiting at mine. It was a none verbal communication, which told me making him fall for me wasn't tough and encouraged me, to continue as I was doing.

"I don't know, I hadn't yet thought about honey" I responded, showing my astonishment through my eyes wide open looking at him.

"And you? How many do you want?" I retorted, I asked him back to not play the not-interested one.

"After losing Addams as a son..." He uttered with a pause, I presumed it was to look at how I would behave, though, I remained too unshakeable even at the sound of his name.

"I just want another one, just one will be okay" he continued after this little halt.

Petterson laughed immediately when he saw I was in lack of words to continue this discussion and he uttered.
"I can't wait to see who he will look like"
"Whose personality he would embody".

We laughed together, Armand was delighted and it could be read on his face, once more Petterson save my ass.

Fortunately, he was at most of the time at our side. I nodded after what he did, to thank him.

Armand led us to a place I had never reached since I came there, he had a stable.

I liked it, this time I didn't feign when I showed what I felt, I rushed myself into the basement, leaving them outside.

"Do you like it?" He questioned

"I adored" I retorted, my eyes sparkling, as I caressed a black mare I found the most attractive amongst all those horses standing there.

"What will you think to make a tour on his back?" He questioned with a sign of the hand to a guy standing there, telling him to make the mare come out of the building.

I didn't need to answer, the expression I wore on my face talked for me.

The mare was out and the guy working there came out with two other horses for Armand and Petterson.

"Hope you know how to deal with..." Before Petterson finished his sentence, I was already on the back of my mare.

I removed the strands of hair on my face, and with a glance at them followed by a little smile, I asked them to follow me.

They were stunned by the affinity I had with this animal, I liked it.

They were behind me trying to attain me without any success. I was undefeatable.

We made the tour of the mansion, and it was hugger than what I would have fancied.
If Petterson became the Alpha, then, all those things would belong to him.

I understood now the issues, I was sure this guy had struggled to also separate Addams from his dad.

Addams was supposed to be the heir to this, but now the situation is like that with his dad, It wasn't difficult to fancy about the outcome.

'I am pretty sure this post of Alpha as I always heard him talk didn't just limit his power to the inheritance. it had something deeper and most intriguing to know about' I whispered to myself as I explored the site on the horse's back.

'I should know everything about this.'