The people looked spic and span; the interviewees dressed officially in well-pressed power suits. Looking down at her skinny black jeans, which according to her were not only fashionable but appropriate too, she felt her mind go blank. Yeah, she had paired her jeans with a black top and added a splash of color by having a pink blazer. That now made her outfit look official.
The interview started immediately after the clock struck 9:00 am. The first interview did not take long and the interviewee, came out looking like she was about to cry. Okay, that did not look promising. She was a beautiful girl, well dressed, the only thing was that she looked too polite. The rest of the interviews did not hold any suspense. Some people came out smiling while others came out frowning. All in all, she could feel her nerves increasing as the line decreased. The Black Company was one of the best companies that searched for talent among writers of every kind. Mostly novel writers and scriptwriters.
Most of the work they produced was already translated into movies while making a lot of money through the time. The only issue was that they were yet to start an official movie or drama video production, having only done a few works. This was the heaven of every writer. Success lay at their fingertips with this.
Hearing her name called, she stood, took a deep breath, and opened the door. The moment she opened the door, she felt as though her world was twisting. Her heart thumping, she could feel extreme stirrings from within her to change into her wolf form. When she looked up, she was met with a shock of golden eyes. She felt it, shock from within her heart and a flash of irrational attraction. There sat the CEO of the Black Company, in the company of other people vetting the interviewees, spotting an annoyed face until now. There was a flash of shock through his face.
Ryan sat in the conference room looking at everything and wondering why he was even being involved in all this. Most of the people that had come for this interview were not there for writing, no, they were there because they had a chance. Since this writing company was started, he had learned how to know potential writers and people who could be upped in their manner of writing. Fictional writing could not just be normal. Normal was boring, there had to be something out of the ordinary, not monotones.
He believed that the way someone even dressed or behaved reflected their creative minds the best. Going through all those interviews had to have been the most boring thing he had ever done until now. He could feel it in his guts, there was another like him. How could she exist outside of the jurisdiction, in the city? When he lifted his head as she entered, his wolf nearly leaped off him and had him change uncontrollably. He was too excited for no apparent reason.
Exercising steel controlling, he managed to push the urge to shift back, but it remained just under the surface. She was one of them, he could see it and she apparently realized he was also like her. she was pretty, ethereal almost like an angel. Her soft blond luscious hair framed her heart-shaped face delicately. Giving her shape and volume. She was a petite woman, well-proportioned and so far, he really liked what he saw on the front. Now the question to ask was she really here for an interview or did she already know about him.
She sat down on one of those seats and as he watched her, his eyes seeing the rapid movement of her pulse against her neck, as she swallowed deeply. He had seen when her eyes had turned slightly jungle green before they came back to normal that was grey. She had to have had the most beautiful eyes in the whole wolf world he had ever seen. Watching her as the panel of interviewers asked her questions had him mesmerized. He knew it there and then; she was the one he had been waiting for. His half.
His dad had always told him that he would know when he met his mate. It would have things surrounding him that would be unmistakable. His uncontrollable urge to change, unnecessary excitement, and the way his heart was palpitating. The way he got attracted to her, almost like a bee gravitating towards a flower. Yes, he knew it. And by the way, she was squirming in her chair, she had also probably sensed it.
“You are my vixen, Lisa; I simply can’t get enough of you.” How about I cancel those plans I have. Ryan said as he blew some warm air along her vertebrae.“Ha-ha babe, you were the one who said we would go.”“I know, but now I just want to sleep with you.” Ryan said though he was cursing himself out for planning anything. If not, wouldn’t he be spending more time on the bed with her.“Okay, now I’m going to bathe, and you are not allowed to follow me.” Lisa said, already in a chipper mood. There was a saying that women should not be physically beaten but should be beaten in the bed. It was exactly like that for Lisa because when she came from the shower this time, she looked happy and sated, not spooky and ready to fight. “Babe, can’t we not go,” Ryan asked as he stood to stand near her.“Ha-ha Ryan, you can’t be serious. We are going and right now. Now get dressed.”“Okay love,” Ryan said as he kissed her forehead. Hugging her slightly, he could not he
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Leila had watched the man fight what looked like a vampire until he had dropped down exhausted. His arm and face torn. He was fast loosing consciousness and she knew if she did not attend to him, he would die. Yet she could not ignore her curiosity towards the man. A man who could fight a vampire to death was dangerous and what was he even doing out here. She knew that she had been outside of the pack for quite some time and she had to return but honestly, she dreaded going back. The Damian guy was seriously getting under her skin with all those innuendoes and she was honestly scared he did not know what a no meant. He kept on trying to piss off Ryan each and every moment by trying to hit on her. the good thing was that her eq was above average, though it was great observing a jealous husband or rather mate.The guy could get easily riled up whenever it came it to her just like yesterday. They had decided to go for a run only for alpha Damian to also want to tag along. Looking at Rya
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Through her eyelashes, she was able to spot the wide trousers that adorned the steps of whoever had gotten inside the house. Closing the door behind him, the man inched slowly towards her, his mouth transforming into a lascivious smile that made his already ugly face even uglier. The thick moustache that covered his mouth made one unable to even see the movement of his lips. The man was fat and short, a protruding belly preceding him.Loise could feel nausea clambering against her passion filled mind at his sight. The man looked ugly for all she could think of. And the thought of the dirty old man defiling her made her want to die. The man walked even closer to her, watching her struggle to untie herself from the ropes that held her hands behind her back. Struggling even more frantically as she sought to fight off every desire that was rising within her, the flimsy gown that covered her exposed her long legs.Whistling loudly, the man stepped closer to her. “Man,
Several years ago, down the memory lane. Louise trembled as she felt the still like hands enclosing her arms. Everything was going on too fast. She had not even been able to cross the sitting room, because as she had dropped stealthily to go out, the lights had been snapped back on in a blinding radiance that caused her to stop, momentarily paralyzed as fear cascaded into her very being, the concept of being caught causing cold sweat to drop at her back down the shoulder blades. Then the men that were currently holding her in vice like grips had appeared and held her back down, exerting mounting pressure on her hands. She felt as though she was on autopilot. Everything was happening too fast. She could feel her eyes smarting as the very dream of freedom was extinguished before her very own eyes. Even struggling felt to be of no use. Was she going to be used as a sexual offering to that filthy old man? Was this her destiny? The two men dra