ログインJulian"When did this bike arrive here?" I demanded, pointing a shaking finger at the vehicle.The mechanics looked at each other. They exchanged confused, worried glances, looking at me like I was completely mad or heavily drunk."Sir?" the head mechanic stammered, clearing his throat."I said... when did this bike arrive here?"From the corner of my eye, I saw them all sharing looks, clearly confused."The bike... the bike has been here since, Alpha.""I mean, when did you people bring this bike back to this slot?" I shouted, my voice echoing loudly off the metal walls of the garage. "When did it come back here tonight?"The head mechanic swallowed hard, taking a small step back."Alpha... that bike has been sitting right there for two days now. It hasn't moved at all."My lips parted."This bike?" I stepped closer to them, my eyes wild. "The bike owned by the Beta? It has been here the entire time?""Yes, sir.""Did you see me when I came into this garage the first time earlier ton
JulianThe heavy click of the office door echoed through the quiet hallway like a gunshot. I stood completely frozen in the middle of the room. My heart was slamming against my ribs with a hard, angry rhythm.I was stunned. I was completely, totally stunned and fucking confused.Because... what the hell just happened?My mind was spinning.So many thoughts at a time, trying to wrap my head around why Diane would talk to me like that.Like... where did she suddenly get the nerve to speak to me with that kind of voice?And that look? She had never looked at me with so much cold disgust in her entire life. It didn't make any sense.She looked like a completely different person. Like she would stab me if given the chance to.What was giving her the morale to talk to me like an absolute nobody?Then, her final words flashed through my brain again. That was the last thread."When that thing leaves my office, make sure you call the maids to do a proper clean. I don't want the smell of filth
Diane. He looked up. "The last two weeks," he explained quickly, his eyes pleading. "I have come to the headquarters all the way from the west. I laid out several letters. I sent so many. But those letters that I sent did not get past security. Nobody called me. Nobody asked for my attention. Nothing. I got nothing back. So... I felt this was the only way to get to you." I paused. "You sent letters? You gave security your letters, and nobody informed me about it?" "Exactly," the guy said, nodding fast. "That is exactly why I am here tonight. That is exactly why I felt like causing a commotion. I had to force the attention of the palace and the royals if they did not want to give me a single bit of attention." I sat in silence for a few seconds. Now I knew it wasn't his fault. But how could security take his letters, deliver them to the board of information, and still have them not be passed to me or the council? "That's fine," I said quietly, tapping my fingers on the desk.
Diane.The heavy doors of my private office shut tightly behind us. The noisy courtyard was gone. The cold night air was gone. But the heavy tension inside my chest was only getting larger—worse after seeing that stupid face out there. I did not look back to see if Dom was behind me. I knew he was there. I could feel his massive, protective presence shielding my back like a brick wall. I walked straight across the polished wooden floor and pointed toward a leather chair facing my grand desk. "Sit down," I told the young man. My voice was very quiet, but it had a sharp edge that made him move instantly. He sat, keeping his back very straight, his hands resting on his knees. His knuckles were still red and bruised from where the guards had grabbed him. I could see it. I walked around the desk, pulled out my large chair, and sat down slowly. I leaned back, crossing one leg over the other. I rested my hands flat on the desk, looking at him. “I—” I started to say something, but I cou
Diane My heart was beating fast against my ribs. The voice of the head guardian was still echoing inside my ears. I slowly lowered the phone from my cheek. I did not drop the device on the bed right away. I held it tightly in my slightly shaking fingers, staring straight ahead at the wall. "I am coming right now," I whispered into the line before I finally pressed the button to end the call. I turned my head toward the door. Dom wasn't moving anymore. His fingers were resting on one of the black buttons of his shirt. He had been in the middle of getting ready to take his clothes off for me. The warm air of our intimate moment was still hanging thick in the room. My skin was still completely flushed. My body was still humming from the intense pleasure he had just given me. But everything had just changed in a single second. Dom looked down at me. I know he saw the pale look on my face. He saw the way my breathing had suddenly turned short and fast. "I need to leave," I said, my
Diane. The room was totally quiet. I had been here for close to 12 hours, and service so far had been perfect. The hotel crew had brought my food earlier. It was premium service. Everything in this place was top-tier and fancy. But I could barely eat. Dom had disappeared on me. No trace. I knew I should have called him to ask where he was, but this man had already done enough for me. One of the last things I wanted was to bug him. Sure, he had a life to live outside protecting me. I was just lying there on the huge bed, wrapped in the thick blankets, staring at the ceiling. Suddenly, my phone buzzed on the mattress. The screen lit up. It was Celine. I picked it up and pressed the button. "Hello?" "Diane! Oh my god, I haven't seen you at all today," Celine’s voice came through, sounding worried. "I hope you are fine. Where are you?" "I'm fine, Celine. I'm okay," I said softly. I didn't want to tell her anything about Julian, the tea, or the hotel room. It was too much
DomJulian had rushed out ten minutes ago, after leaving orders on things he wanted and things he didn't, and leaving me to handle some mess.Now, my job was to find Diane. She was already in the gallery wing with those high-society Council wives.I walked down the long, sun-drenched corridor. My b
Diane "The Beta, Where is his suite?" I asked a passing maid.She stopped and bowed low. "The Beta's suite, Luna? It’s prepared at the far end of the west wing.""Thank you," I said.I turned and headed toward the west wing. It was a part of the house I rarely visited. It was quiet and secluded. A
Diane.I picked up my fork and pushed a piece of fruit around."Yesterday," I started. My voice was low but steady. "How did it go? The meeting?" I asked, trying as much as possible to make everything sound normal.Julian didn't even blink. He took a slow sip of his coffee. "It was fine, honey. Jus
Diane.The mansion was finally quiet. After long hours of chatting and having solo fun, the Council wives had left, and Julian, he was out of the house as usual.I had retreated to my bedroom, shut the heavy door, and sank into my chair. I grabbed my phone for the first time in hours.I hadn't forg







