The sharp morning light filtered through the windows of Club Scarlet Heart, casting long shadows on the floor as Eloise entered. She moved quickly, a sense of urgency in her every step, though the weight of her thoughts seemed to slow her down. She dropped her bag in her locker and headed straight for Rachaelโs office. Her heart was pounding, but she tried to ignore the flutter of anxiety building in her chest. Just get this over with, Eloise. Youโve got this.She knocked gently on the door, her hand a little unsteady.โRachael, I need you to hold my money again,โ Eloise said, placing a thick stack of bills on the desk in front of her.Rachael looked at the money for a long moment, her eyes widening. "Who gave this to you?"Oh, here it comes, Eloise thought, feeling the familiar twinge of nervousness. She had no intention of explaining the full details, but she knew she would have to. โIโll tell you in a second. Itโs... from last night.โRachael frowned deeply as Eloise quickly recoun
Eloise stood in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection like it was a crime scene. She could almost hear her conscience whispering, "You are truly a walking disaster, Eloise." The shame gnawed at her insides, and honestly, she couldnโt blame it. She had considered asking Lucian for help, begging him to buy her way out of the Scarlet Heart Club and free her from this nightmare. But the words? Yeah, they just refused to leave her mouth. Her throat felt like a desert."Do you want to say something?" Lucianโs voice sliced through the awkward tension. Just as he turned to leave her at the door of the club, he caught her attention. She could feel him sizing her up, probably trying to figure out if she had something dramatic to say."No. Nothing," Eloise managed, her voice dry enough to make a sandpaper commercial. He felt like she was lying, and not just lying to him, but lying to herself, too.Lucian paused, looking at her for a second longer, but then he just shrugged and walked of
Ainsley opened his eyes in the darkness, the silence heavy around him. His body ached from the weight of exhaustion, but he couldnโt stop himself from turning to look at Eloise. She was still sleeping, curled in his arms, her soft breathing the only sound in the room. His gaze fell to her neck, where he could still see the marks he had left, the angry, purple hickeys scattered across her delicate skin.To Ainsley's surprise, Eloise left so many bloody bite marks on his shoulder.He didn't understand. Why did he let her do it? And why did he kiss every part of her body so madly?His hand instinctively brushed the edge of her neck, but as soon as his fingers touched hers, he quickly pulled them away. His mind was swirling with thoughts he couldnโt control.With a sigh, Ainsley closed his eyes again, trying to push the thoughts from his mind. He could feel the warmth of her body against his, could smell the sweet scent of her hair. And yet, his instincts urged him to do more, to pull her
In the Ocean Moon Pack, Michael stared at Jack across the room, his expression hardening as he noticed the smug smile on Jackโs face. The atmosphere in the office, thick with tension, made the air feel suffocating. Jack was lounging casually on the couch, but Michael could see the flicker of something darker behind his eyes."You seem to be in a good mood these days," Michael commented, his voice cool but laced with something that could almost be concern.Jack's smile widened, and he leaned back further, his arms resting comfortably behind his head. "Why wouldn't I be?" he replied nonchalantly. "I've stumbled upon some very interesting prey."Michael set the document he had been reading aside, narrowing his eyes as he studied Jack. "Jack," he said, his tone turning serious. "Stop, there's nothing funny about this."Jack chuckled softly, the sound carrying a hint of arrogance. "Michael, you're an Alpha. Don't you know that hunting is a very elegant sport?" He winked as if this were som
Jack didn't care about her attitude. "The wounds must be treated. Leaving them untreated will only make them worse."Eloise stared at him coldly, her expression hardening. Why does he always feel the need to control everything?"It's none of your business," she said with a chill in her voice. Then she remembered that she had just received 20 thousand dollars from Jack, and her mood shifted slightly. She adjusted her tone, trying to be more civil, and continued, "Alpha Jack, please don't kiss me on the forehead again."Jack, however, didn't seem to be deterred by her coldness. He looked at her with a knowing smirk, his eyes glinting mischievously. "So, can I kiss you?" he asked, his voice soft but laced with a challenge.Before Eloise could even process his words, Jack closed the distance between them and quickly kissed her on the lips. Eloiseโs gaze dropped to the floor, a flash of disgust crossing her face.She forced a smile. "Alpha Jack, the kiss is included in the money, right?" s
Eloise returned to the Public Relations Department office and sat at her desk, the sterile surroundings offering her little comfort. She was the only one there. Time seemed to slow down as she stared at the empty room. There were no calls from her colleagues or supervisors. Soon, the clock ticked past the hour, and it was time to go home.Just like the day before, and the day before that, she hadnโt received any work at all.She sighed and stood up from her desk, gathering her things before heading out the door. She left the Scarlet Heart Club behind, and made her way back to her dorm.The walk back was uneventful, and the stairs creaked under her feet as she ascended to her apartment floor. Just like yesterday, as she reached the landing, she saw Jack standing by her door, his figure as imposing as ever.This time, Eloise didnโt ask anything. The previous days of questioning, of wondering, had led her nowhere. She simply pulled out her key in front of Jack and opened the door. Her mo
"Alpha, Jack, I never said that the meal I cooked was worth a hundred thousand dollars. You gave it to me because you thought it was worth it. I was short of money, so I accepted it. Why did I accept it, even though I knew it wasn't an equal exchange? Perhaps you've forgotten that I'm a woman who will do anything for money. I'm a company girl, not a socialite. I need money. I need a million dollars. It means the world to me. If I don't get this money by the deadline, I'm going to lose something very important," she said frankly.Jack was silent, his face expressionless. He didnโt care about anyone else, least of all her problems.He raised his hand, looking at his watch. "I've already wasted enough time. Miss Anthony, I've bothered you for too long. There's no need for us to meet again in the future.""I thought that too. That's why I accompanied you downstairs," Eloise replied thoughtfully. She paused, and added, "Alpha, Jack, thank you. Also, you were wrong about one thing. We're jus
Pa!The sound of a loud slap echoed through the quiet hallway, its sharpness breaking the stillness of the night.Eloise stood there, her hand still trembling after delivering the blow. Jackโs face turned to the side from the force of the slap. After a long pause, he slowly raised his hand to touch his cheek, his fingers tracing the spot where the sting still lingered."That was a good slap," Jack remarked, his voice surprisingly calm, though his eyes sparkled with something darker, something that looked like both anger and intrigue. Eloise could feel her own heart racing with a mix of adrenaline and satisfaction. There was a strange, twisted pleasure in delivering the slap, something that made her feel empowered.She stared at him, her eyes burning with a quiet fury. "Alpha. Jack, you so enjoy rubbing salt on other people's wounds. Now you know. It hurts," she said, her voice low and steady.Turning on her heel, she walked away, her back straight and her steps firm, as if nothing had
Time passed slowly.Eloise glanced at her wristwatch again, her brows knitting in frustration. The ticking felt like it echoed louder in the room than it had any right to, like each second was dragging its feet, deliberately mocking her patience. She shifted slightly in her seat, the silence becoming more stifling by the minute. Ainsley sat across from her, completely still, his small eyes trained on her face with an eerie calmness.The shrill ring of her phone startled her.Her body tensed instinctively. She snatched the phone from the table, her thumb sliding across the screen to answer.โAre you here yet?โ she asked sharply.From the other end, Ericโs voice came hurried, uneven, and heavy with movement. He was clearly in motion. โI canโt come,โ he said, no greeting, just urgency. โIโll leave Ainsley with you for now.โEloise shot upright. โWait a minute,โ she snapped. โLeave him with me for now? Isnโt Hank there?โShe heard the sigh in Ericโs throat before he spoke. โHank isnโt fre
Stepping aside, Eloise said in a formal tone, โLet me introduce you. This is Jack Ray, the representative of our partner.โMandy, blinking in confusion, stepped forward and extended her hand politely. "Helloโฆ.."โMandy, Iโll follow the project this time,โ Eloise cut in swiftly, not allowing her to finish.Mandy froze, utterly bewildered.Eloise leaned close and whispered in her ear, โIโll explain after we get back.โJack personally walked them all the way to the car, his gaze never leaving Eloise until she disappeared from his sight.Inside the car, Eloise slumped back against the seat.โHave you met Jack before?โ Mandy asked curiously as they neared the Moonlight Garden. โI thought I was going to be in charge of the project?โEloise forced a smile. โDon't misunderstand. There are certain things about this project I need to handle personally. You've been working so hard, Mandy. You deserve a break.โMandy still looked unsure. โOkayโฆ but rest well after this problem is solved, okay?โA
The secretary suddenly stood up, her voice hurried and apologetic. โIโm sorry, Mandy." Our president said he wanted to meet with Ms. Anthony alone to seek cooperation this time.โEloise, Mandy, and the other Anthony Group representatives exchanged confused glances, uncertainty flickering between them. What a strange request! Suspicion brewed silently in the air.Mandy parted her lips to protest, but Eloise reached out, stopping her with a firm hand. โTake the others out of the conference room,โ she instructed quietly, her voice calm but commanding.โButโฆโ Mandyโs brows furrowed in deep worry. She didnโt want to leave Eloise alone.Eloise looked at her steadily, her gaze unwavering, burning with determination. โMandy, you know how important this cooperation is to me.โIt wasnโt just important to her; it was crucial to the future of the Anthony Group. It was everything.Mandy hesitated a moment longer, then finally nodded. โLetโs go,โ she said, her voice reluctant. She signaled the othe
Ainsley was in a pitiful state; his clothes soaked through, his shoes worn out beyond recognition. He must have been searching for her for a long, long time, wandering alone through the rain.โGet in the car,โ Eloise said urgently, her voice cracking as she took his trembling hand.Leading him carefully, she guided him back to the car, shielding him as best she could from the relentless rain.She pulled open the back seat door and gestured for him to climb in. But Ainsley stubbornly shook his head, water flying from his wet hair.โNo,โ he said firmly.โWhy?โ Eloise asked, frowning deeply, confused by his sudden refusal.โI donโt want to sit in the back seat, I want to sit there.โ He pointed insistently at the passenger seat beside her.Eloise blinked, momentarily stunned. She didnโt quite understand what difference it made, but for Ainsley, it clearly meant everything.โI want to sit next to you,โ he said seriously, his eyes locked onto hers, filled with an intensity that surprised h
โNo reward?โ Ainsleyโs mouth trembled, and he looked like he might burst into tears at any second.Eloise bit her lip hard. โOf course, you get a reward. Like I said, you did great.โ She reached out and ruffled his hair. The next moment, she froze as Ainsley, clearly overjoyed, rested his head contentedly on her shoulder.Just then, Eric came up behind them, his voice low. โEverythingโs ready, we can send it now.โNo one spoke. The tension in the air was almost unbearable as they quietly got into the car. As the vehicle rolled down the dark road, Eloise stole a glance at Ainsley, who had already fallen asleep beside her.He used to occupy most of her life โ in every memory, every thought. Now, the air inside the car felt stifling. Eloise turned her head sharply to the window, blinking hard. He couldnโt remember anything.All the entanglements they once shared ; love, hate and pain, now belonged to her alone.The car headed farther into the remote outskirts, taking a dark road lined wi
Eric hesitated, concern flickering across his face, but finally he nodded and stepped out, shutting the door behind him with a soft thud. Silence swallowed the room. Eloise stood motionless for a long, long time. The steady beeping of machines was the only sound, each one a harsh reminder of how fragile life was.Finally, she moved. Slow, heavy steps carried her to Ainsleyโs bedside. She reached out with a trembling hand but stopped an inch from touching him.Instead, she sank into the chair beside him, folding her hands tightly in her lap to hide how badly they shook. She didnโt cry. She didnโt scream. She just sat there, hour after hour, her eyes never leaving his broken body.Five days and nights blurred into each other.Every time Eric or Jacob tried to pull her away, she stayed rooted there.โWonโt it hurt her if she doesnโt cry?โ Eric asked once, whispering in a low voice, watching her through the window.โIโve been through worse,โ Eloise heard it she croaked, her voice raw and
โI want shoes to match,โ she said softly.โYes, maโam. Right away,โ the shop assistant said, hurrying off.Mandy walked closer and touched Eloiseโs arm gently. โEloise... are you sure youโre ready for this?โEloise turned her eyes toward her. There was no hesitation in them. Only a fierce, burning determination.โI have to be,โ she said, her voice almost breaking. โI donโt have a choice.โMandyโs throat tightened. She wanted to hug her, to pull her back, to stop her from going, but she knew she couldnโt.Just then, Eloiseโs phone buzzed.Mandy immediately grabbed it from the counter and handed it to her. โItโs Jacob,โ she said quietly.Eloise answered on the second ring. โIโm ready.โโGood,โ Jacobโs voice came crisply through the speaker. โA car is waiting for you outside. Your passport and visa are in the car. Youโll be taken directly to a private jet. You need to leave within the next twenty minutes.โโUnderstood,โ Eloise said without hesitation.โAnd Miss Anthony... donโt be late,โ
Mandy, who was driving, opened her mouth, only to realize she couldn't find a word to comfort Eloise. She knew Eloise too well, so she didn't feel the need for words to comfort her.The Anthony Group had many problems. Perhaps they had been overlooked, or perhaps Gary didn't think they were serious. Mandy was a little worried about Eloise, who was in the backseat. When Eloise was busy, she worked almost suicidly. Mandy thought she was supposed to hate Ainsley. After all, he was the one slowly forcing an extroverted woman into a corner. In all of Metrocity, Ainsley was the only person who could corner Eloise. But now, Mandy felt grateful to Ainsley. At least he would come on time to pick Eloise up for lunch and dinner, or Eloise would be too busy to eat.Mandy accompanied Eloise to work for several days, and Ainsley did not appear during this time.Eloise knew he was on a business trip.It wasn't the first time Ainsley had been on a business trip. Before, he'd call her no matter where
"Ainsley WIlliams! Damn you! "You promised me!โ Eloiseโs eyes blazed red with fury, veins visible on her temples as her body shook violently.Her scream echoed so loudly throughout the room that the light on the ceiling trembled from the force of her rage. She kicked at the bed frame, sending it crashing against the wall with a loud bang. The curtains flapped wildly in the air from the force of her movements, as if they too were disturbed by the storm erupting within her.The pain that flashed through Ainsley's eyes nearly froze him in place. His breath caught, but he focused hard on what he was doing, refusing to waver, even though guilt was clawing through his chest.Then her voice ripped through the room, raw and shattering, โAinsley! I hate you!โAinsley's eyes were filled with unbearable pain, the kind that didnโt show in blood but hurt worse than any wound. He clenched his jaw and abruptly lowered his head. Without a word, he pressed his lips to the scar on the back of her waist