Her Possessive Master

Dianna had enough time to release the nervousness he felt. Her stomach had been yelling at her, craving food and something to drink. 

Her throat had turned dry but her soul was in peace. 

"Huh, I think this is the right moment to talk to him privately. I need to earn before Dianne discovers the truth!" She closed her fists bravely. 

After thousands of years of convincing Dianna Sy, in the end, she has no choice but to be the werewolf's assistant and slave. 

Dianna walked back inside the room. She was about to go to the kitchen when she heard the sound of the water in the restroom. 

She thought it was Dianne, but she saw someone else inside. "Dianne? Dianne?" 

She called her name like a whisper to the wind. She took a step closer and nigher as her heart had beat too fast and deafening. 

"Dianne, is that you?" She quickly opened the door with full strength. Abruptly, she was startled, widened her eyes