Taming The Alpha Female

“Dad.” I smiled on the phone. I and my father share a strange bond. We have the same ego and stubbornness. But again, I was his-son-in-a-daughter’s-body. He protected me when I needed. Called up on my shit when I needed that.

“Sweetheart, how are you? Your mom asked me to call you. You remember we are coming at your place the next Saturday, don’t you?” my dad asked and I can feel he also can’t wait to see me.

“Isa asked you to make some beetroot muffins.” My father then went on with the banter he sees every day. My mom vs my siblings. I was driving happily and soon I reached my destination.

“Okay dad. You are lucky, I reached the mart. Is it only four of you?” I felt my father pause for a second and then he spoke up.

“It’s just the regular, me, your mom, Isa, Alex and...”

“And? Why is he planning to come? After all he did?”

“Seems like he got back to his senses. Baby, please give him a chance. He will make it this week.” I felt my dad sighing in disappointment.

“He claimed the same thing last time.” I was pouring venom through my words.

“Sweetheart...”

“No dad. It’s okay. I don’t expect anything from him... either. If he comes, fine. Otherwise, I am happy without him.” I almost yelled.

“I know you are still stuck on that. But, you guys are still engaged. I hope you are aware of that.”

“I know. Leave that asshole.” My gripped tightened on the gear as I felt my anger rising.

“Language Delilah. I know you are mad. I am mad at him too. But deal with it like adults. If you think it’s not going to work out between you too. Call off the engagement and move on.” He warned me as well as gave me a way out.

“Sorry dad. It is just that I can’t control myself whenever I hear his name.” I said it in a low tone.

“I know. The only thing which you got from me.” My dad was done with this conversation now and he made it clear by the tone in his voice.

“Whatever dad. I will see you on Saturday then. Talk to you later. Love you.” I ended the call when I heard my dad chuckle lightly. My dad was always worried about my future, specifically about my marriage.

I finally stepped out of my vehicle and headed towards the mart. Grabbing a shopping cart, I went inside and started filling it. I took out my phone and went through the grocery list. After an amazing hour, I got everything I need.

I was waiting at the checkout counter, when I noticed a familiar set of eyes. Those dark green eyes. Like an enchanting forest, calling me in. He took my breath away the moment I first saw him.

“Hey.”

whispered. Damon— was my business partner. I met him couple of years back, and since then I have a hot-n-cold relationship with him. It’s like my body-heart-mind craved him. But there is also one subconscious

met through a common friend. Adele. She was an ex-colleague to both of us. I still recall the first day when I

*Flashback*

known high-pitched voice calling

your own?” Adele yelled. I can’t blame her cause it was a

squeezed in the crowd. I was standing a little far though. So that, I can enjoy

true. I know ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’. But girl, dirty blonde hair with green eyes— are my weakness. I

my friend...Delilah.” I thanked god for giving her a high-pitched voice. Or else I would have

heard. He offered me a handshake and

He is just a guy. Where is that boss-bitch? My sub-conscious kicked in. I squared up my

Nice to meet

Adele mumbled. In other circumstances, I

smiled mischievously. She is like my work-bestie, and was well aware how I act in

except Corona. Squeeze a lemon in mine.” I sighed. It was so difficult for me to maintain a poker face and look at the stage. From the corner of

Damon semi-yelled, and copied my position. At least, the attraction

be back. Make the most of it. Both of you.” She winked at him with a

supposed to mean

He dodged

straight into his eyes. It was so difficult

beer in this weather?

answer to both his questions. I was avoiding eye contact with him now,

when the lights hit his face, it was glowing. Angel-like-glow. That chiselled jaw was perfectly angled with his cheek bones. That barely-there

eyes went down to his broad shoulders and his hard-ass-chest. How it will be like to tear his shirt and run my fingers on his chest. The hair on my nape stood up. A sign I was clearly

was his smile which reached those dark green eyes. Surely, Adele knew my

Is that a coincidence as well?” Those were the only words I registered after my imaginary-make-out session was over with

me?” I was confused as hell. I was

putting his hands in his pockets. The veins on his forearm popped up. He knew how to

take-away-slash-dine-in.” I said rolling my eyes as if it was not a big deal. But for

think he was amused, but didn’t

you working on??” Now it