로그인Ann.I really could not understand what Melissa had been thinking when she locked both Davian and me inside the room.Of all people—why us?The thought alone made my chest tighten with quiet frustration. It didn’t make sense. It wasn’t funny and it definitely wasn’t helpful.I wasn’t blind.I could see what was right in front of me, no matter how much I wished otherwise. Davian liked her—liked Melissa in a way that was obvious to anyone paying even the slightest attention. And no matter how much I tried to ignore it…no matter how much I told myself it didn’t matter….It did.Because no matter how I felt about him… he would never look at me the same way, not once had he and to be frank it hurts.To him, I would always remain that little girl. The one he could tease, joke with, overlook without a second thought.And somehow, Melissa putting us in this situation, forcing us into the same space like this…felt… childish.After trying the door multiple times, twisting the handle, pushing, ev
Louis.I had been trying, patiently, deliberately, to get Maddy to accept my rejection. Every word I spoke was measured, every response controlled, because I didn’t want things to escalate more than they already had.But then, something shifted.Mid-sentence, I caught a faint trace of a familiar scentMy senses sharpened instantly, my focus breaking away from the conversation as I tried to place it. Someone was outside the door, I was certain of it. The scent lingered just enough to make my chest tighten, just enough to make me pause.And just as I was about to move, about to confirm who it was…Maddy stopped talking.Before I could react, she leaned in.And kissed me.The suddenness of it caught me off guard completely, freezing me for a split second as her lips pressed against mine.And I knew.I knew she did it on purpose.There was no hesitation in her actions, no uncertainty, just intention, clear and deliberate.But what frustrated me even more…was my wolf.That stupid, useless i
Melissa.“I want you, wife!” he said suddenly, and the words hit me so abruptly that my entire body went rigid.For a second, I couldn’t even react.Then he added, almost carelessly, “Let’s make out!”His grip on my waist tightened as he spoke, pulling me closer without warning. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, too close, too intense, too overwhelming in a way that made my thoughts scatter.That was it.I snapped out of it instantly.I shoved his hands away from me and spun around to face him, my eyes blazing with disbelief and irritation.“Pervert!” I shouted at him, my voice sharp as it echoed in the room. “And you are wrong…I’m no longer your wife,” I added firmly, crossing my arms as I held my ground.Cypril ran a hand through his hair immediately, exhaling as frustration flashed across his face. He looked like he was trying to rein himself in, like my reaction had disrupted something he had been confidently leaning into.Without another word, he stepped away from me
Cypril.“Take me to your room!”The moment those words left her lips, my first instinct was to laugh, to throw it right back at her face that, no matter how much attitude she carried around, she still found her way back to me in the end.I was ready.Ready to tease her. Ready to provoke her.But then I looked at her properly.And everything I had planned died before it could even form.Something was wrong.The look on her face, it wasn’t her usual annoyance or defiance. It was something deeper. Her eyes looked unsettled, her expression strained, like she was barely holding herself together.This wasn’t the time for jokes, this wasn’t the time for drama.So I didn’t say anything.I simply nodded and led her to my room in silence.The moment we stepped in, she didn’t hesitate. She moved straight past me, heading for the window like she needed space, like she needed air.And then….She screamed—loud, raw and unfiltered.The sound caught me completely off guard, freezing me in place for a
Melissa.I was still walking aimlessly, my mind drifting from one thought to another, when something suddenly clicked.The project.I stopped mid-step, my brows knitting together slightly as I tried to recall the details. There was still something I needed to discuss with Louis, something important that I had completely forgotten in the middle of everything that had just happened.I let out a small breath, straightening unconsciously.Judging from the time, he would most likely be in his study by now. He always was at this hour, either working or going through reports. It was almost routine for him.Without wasting another second, I turned on my heel and changed direction, my steps now more purposeful as I headed straight toward his study.The walk didn’t take long, but for some reason, each step felt heavier than usual. Maybe it was the lingering tension from earlier… or maybe it was something else entirely.After a few minutes, I found myself standing in front of the door.I raised
Melissa.The figure standing right in front of us was Ann.The moment my eyes landed on her, my entire body went still. My heart dropped instantly, a heavy wave of dread settling deep in my chest. And then, as if that wasn’t enough, I noticed the look on her face.It wasn’t just surprise, It was something more. Something that twisted painfully in my chest as realization dawned on me.She liked Davian.I didn’t need anyone to tell me that. The way her eyes lingered on him, the way her expression faltered despite her attempt to stay composed, it was all too obvious. And that look… it only confirmed everything I had unconsciously suspected before.Guilt crept in immediately.How was I supposed to explain this?How could I possibly make her understand what she had just walked into?And to make matters worse…Davian wasn’t helping, not even a little.Instead of stepping back, instead of creating distance or even showing the slightest hint of concern, he remained exactly where he was. His ha
Melissa.The breakfast was finally over.That single thought echoed in my head as I remained seated, my back stiff, my hands folded neatly in my lap like a well-trained servant awaiting dismissal. I had learned long ago that rising too early was considered disrespectful. I had to wait, wait for eac
Melissa.I pushed myself off the floor slowly, every movement sending a dull ache through my body. My legs felt weak, but I refused to stay down any longer. I had cried enough. The room still smelled of humiliation, of raised voices and broken dignity, and I needed air, space, anything that wasn’t
Melissa. “What did you just do, Melissa?”Fredrick’s voice cut through the tension like a whip, echoing across the room as he rushed forward. His steps were quick, purposeful, filled with that familiar intensity I had learned to dread. I watched him carefully, knowing that whatever he thought he s
Melissa.They said the words with every ounce of force they could summon, as though speaking them aloud was an act of violence in itself. The declaration echoed through the hall, heavy and final, sealing something I had never wanted sealed.And then we reached that part.The part everyone waited fo







