Novel-novel oleh White rose

/-Miray-/I opened my eyes to the sight of unfamiliar ceilings, and I squinted against the sudden brightness. But when I tried to move, I realized that my waist was firmly held and my back was pressed against a sturdy and muscular chest. The breath against my neck made my skin tingle.With that, memories of last night crashed into me like a tidal wave, making me stiff.The darkness, the kisses, the sound I had made, lewd and unrecognizable and how I had repeatedly clung to a man whom I didn't know, sinking into clouds of lust without holding back.And the temporary mark. My hands flew to my neck where the obvious imprint from bite marks could be seen.My face alternated between red, white and green, before settling on white. I was mortified.What have I done? How could I…Carefully, I freed myself from his grasp, slipping free like a ghost and my feet hitting the cold floor without making a sound. I scrambled for my clothes, my hands and entire body shaking.I turned around, barely

/-Miray-/I might not know much about Leonard, but I know three things.One, he’s Royce’s brother.Two, Royce hates him.And three, he’s the first candidate for the Alpha seat.These three things make him the perfect ally.But before I could find Leonard, I had other work to do.After excusing myself, I locked the door and pulled out a small notebook. In my past life, I had been blind to Clarissa’s schemes, but in this life, I remember every detail.From the whispered phone calls, to the missing documents I had ignored and to the late night meetings. Clarissa has been embezzling from my father’s company for years, funneling funds into secret accounts, forging signatures and slowly bleeding my father dry while pretending to be a loving wife.And, Royce had been supporting her, using the money to fund his campaign for the Alpha seat.The past three days were spent gathering evidence while avoiding suspicion.Photographing documents she thought was hidden, planting a surveillance camera

/-Miray-/“Young miss, breakfast is ready.”I groaned, burying my face deeper into my soft pillows. “I will be there, I need to sleep…”Midway through my statement, I suddenly froze.I sat up with a start, eyes wide as I glanced around, taking in the sight of the decor in the room, the worn-out teddy bear on the sofa, the stack of romance books on the shelf, and the vanity table by the window where I’d always spent my mornings.My room…But how?How did I manage to survive so many silver bullets?I flung the covers away quickly and stumbled to the mirror, hoping to check for the signs of scars in my body, but as my reflection stared back at me, I blanked.My skin was flawless, just like it had been before I was kidnapped by Clarissa and Royce. There were no wounds on my body or on my wrist.W...what's going on?"Young miss? Is everything alright?" A skeptical voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I spun around to see Ava, my personal maid staring at me with concern in her large doe e

/-Miray-/Darkness.That’s all there was until light finally crawled its way back into my consciousness.When I opened my eyes once again, I found myself in a dark basement, and that was when the smell hit me.Rust, dust and something metallic.I tried to move, but I couldn’t.Then I realized my wrist had been firmly bound to the arms of the wooden chair.Where was I? How did I get here?The last thing I remembered was running, running from Royce’s apartment with the folder that showed everything, including the documents that exposed their plan to steal everything from me, an evidence.“Hello? Who's there?”Nothing.My head throbbed with a dull, persistent ache, and my limbs felt heavy like lead.I knew what it was.Wolfsbane.That was when the sound of approaching footsteps reached me and I raised my head to see several men walking into the space.“Who are you? What do you want from me?” I demanded, hiding the fear in my heart under the mask of feigned bravado.The men refused to say

/-Miray-/The engagement party had ended hours ago, yet I couldn’t stop staring at the ring on my finger.Simple, elegant and perfect.Just like him.A stupid grin spread across my face, as I watched the ring glisten under the illumination from the chandelier. Two years of friendship, two years of dating and a lifetime of knowing he’s the one.And now? He’s finally mine, and I am his."Smiling so hard, are you that happy?" A gruff voice entered my ears before a strong pair of arms encircled my waist and I found myself melting into the familiar embrace I’d long grown accustomed to.I tilted my head up, staring at his gentle features, especially at those warm brown eyes that looked at me like I was something precious, something definitely worth protecting."Royce,” I whispered his name like a mantra. “We are engaged, actually engaged. How could I not be happy?" His smile turned tender, almost doting as he scratched my nose. "I know, love. I know exactly how you feel and I feel the sam