ログインBrielle's POV“What do you mean by that? This is my fiance’s home. And it was very wicked of you to not even tell me you are being discharged today.” She said, before raising a bag with KFC and McDonald's written on it. “I bought you food.” “I don't need your food, Vivian. I'm good. As you can see Mrs. Chen already prepared something for me to eat.” “Well, I'm your fiance—”“Vivian. I need to get some rest—”“He needs to get some rest Ms Vivi—”“Hey servant. When I'm speaking to your boss you do not interfere. Who are you to tell me what to do?” She snapped rudely, trying to reach out for my face when I totally avoided, restricting myself from her by taking a step back. “Leave, Vivian. And stop disgracing yourself.” “Seriously?” “And you will from this day onward learn to talk to my employees with respect.” I snapped back, my fingers aimed to her eyes. “...for your information, Carl is not and will never be my servant. He's my brother and my right hand man. You'll speak to him wi
Brielle's POV"No," I said, carefully prying her hand off me, watching her cute little puppy face stare back at me. "You're drunk," I replied, gently pulling her hand away as I tried to step back so I could get some water for her."Where are you going? Stay with me," she pleaded, her eyes wide and cute, her lips pouted, leaving me no choice but to stay as I held her hand close to my chest, watching her throw herself at me vulnerably while smiling sheepishly.Just as I watched her settle down a little, even though I knew she was only pretending to sleep, I heaved a sigh, tapping at my phone before putting a call through to Carl."Where's the doctor, Carl? Her heartbeat is slowing down," I said with real urgency, knowing exactly how dangerous these kinds of drugs could be. They stir up an overwhelming craving for sex, and if that craving isn't satisfied, there's a real chance the person could lose their life."He's almost there, just hold on a bit," he said, before hanging up the call.
Brielle’s POVThe way he kissed me was unlike anything I had ever felt. It wasn’t just about how firmly he held me; it was the raw, desperate passion behind it. He kissed me like a man who had been starving for it for a very long time.“Mmm…”The soft moan slipped past my lips before I could stop it, a sudden wave of heat washing over me so fast it literally took my breath away.As the kiss deepened, I found myself fighting for air. My fingers tangled tightly into the fabric of his shirt, holding onto him for dear life as my knees threatened to buckle. He pulled me impossibly closer, his palm sliding smoothly up the side of my bare thigh.I could feel everything—the hard line of his chest against mine, his abdominal muscles flexed tight, and his hot, shallow breaths fanning across my face. My whole body felt flushed and on fire, a heavy, slick ache pooling between my legs.Whatever this feeling was, I didn't care to analyze it anymore. I didn't care that we were standing in his admini
Lucian's POVThroughout the lecture, I couldn't focus on a single damn word coming out of my own mouth. She wasn't in class. Without her in the room, it felt like half of my mind had just walked right out the door.“That will be all for today,” I snapped, slamming my textbook shut.I hauled my bag over my shoulder and started marching toward the main administration building when Alice’s voice cut through the noisy corridor behind me.“Professor Lucian!”I stopped dead in my tracks, an instant wave of irritation washing over me. I turned around slowly, ready to tell her to back off, but my eyes landed on the girl standing a few feet away. It wasn't Alice who had called out—it was Velvet, Brielle’s closest friend. The same quiet girl who’d been targeted by bullies last week, the one I'd arranged a replacement uniform for through Brielle.She looked terrible.“You good?” I asked, dropping the sharp tone.“No,” Velvet stammered. She was clutching her stomach, her face twisted in obvious
Brielle's POV “Young master Jayden asked me to take you home,” the guard said.Camiella looked back at me and smiled, her face going a little red. I stood there on the driveway, watching the guard hold the door open for her, and felt this sharp, annoying pinch in my chest. I was jealous. I hated admitting it, but I totally was.“That’s nice,” I muttered, keeping my voice down.Instead of getting in, Cam stepped back and grabbed my hand. Her eyes were already watering. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, hugging me tight and burying her hand in the back of my hair. “Thank you, Brielle.”“For what?” I asked, my mood dropping into something heavy and quiet.She always did this. Camiella didn’t need some supernatural wolf radar to know when my head was spinning; she could pick up on it from a mile away.“No one has ever looked out for me the way you do,” she said, pulling back just enough to look at me. “And I’m never letting anything mess up our bond. Not even Jayden.”“I didn’t even mention Ja
Brielle's POVMy fingers shook so hard I could barely hold the plastic handle.“Just think about him when you use it,” Camiella’s voice echoed in my head, exactly how she’d said it when she showed me how the settings worked.Now, trapped alone in the quiet of this massive bedroom, her words were the only thing grounding me.“Let my voice guide you,” she’d told me, and I had just nodded like an idiot back then. “Now, turn it on.”I plugged it into the wall, flipped the switch, and felt the heavy vibration rattle up my arm. I buried my head back into the pillows, my skin instantly flushing hot as a cold shiver ran right down my spine.The heat pooling between my legs was messy and unbearable. I slid lower into the bed, letting the buzzing tip brush right against my clit. The sharp jolt of electricity made me jolt, my free hand blindly clawing a fistful of the bedsheet.“Fuck…” I gasped out loud.The pressure was too much after days of holding everything in. Just that tiny bit of contact
Brielle's POVThe man from last night, the stranger who bandaged my wounds, stood against Alice for my sake, now standing at the front of my classroom.As my---Professor?“Miss Parkman,” his deep voice rolled through the air again. “Are you waiting for an invitation, or would you like to sit?”My l
Brielle’s POVI woke up the next day, getting ready for school and silently praying to the Moon Goddess that today would go well.But deep down, I knew the chances of avoiding trouble were slim. My eyes landed on the coat from last night, still draped over the chair. The same coat that had wrappe
Brielle’s POVThe room, already tense, fell deathly still as a tall man stepped forward from the shadows of the club’s VIP lounge. His presence was quiet, but it carried weight, like a storm gathering strength before the first crack of thunder.He wore a dark, tailored coat over a crisp black shir
Brielle’s POVThree years ago, if someone had told me my life would turn out this pathetic and broken, I would’ve laughed in their face.“Oh well, look who we have here,” a sharp, mocking voice called out behind me.The tray in my hand shook from a sudden shove. Before I could react, it slipped fro







