INICIAR SESIÓN"If this isn't love from him, then no woman can resist such a man," Oriel remarked.
To fall for him would be so painful.
The things he gave were always more than what you asked for.
Following him, you couldn't help but become greedier, unwilling to see him leave. Desperate, you wouldn't find anyone better than him.
"But Minako Ioli also got what she deserved."
As the person directly involved, Eranthe was even less likely to sympathize with Minako Ioli's plig
He lifted her up with extreme force yet extreme care, and carried her out of the restroom.They took a private elevator to the top floor.It was his private suite in the Obsidian Club.The room was unlit, with only the neon glow of Assyria City outside the floor-to-ceiling windows slanting in.Colin threw her onto the center of the luxurious black velvet bed.Before Eranthe could even sit up, his heavy, mountain-like body pressed down on her. His scorching breath engulfed her completely.“Woman… damn it… I’ve missed you so much.”Colin cursed in a low voice. It was unclear whether he was cursing fate itself, or the human woman in his arms who had completely driven him out of control.He violently grabbed the minimalist black satin dress she was wearing and pulled the side zipper down in one sharp motion.With a tearing sound, the expensive fabric and even the straps of her undergarments were stripped away by his long fingers.Eranthe’s seaweed-like long curls spread wildly across the
“During the execution of the project, all closed-door meetings concerning contracts, progress, or funding chains must be attended personally by Miss Eranthe. ”“Should the project leader be replaced midway, or should Miss Taylor leave her position for any reason, Rodriguez Capital will withdraw its investment indefinitely and reserve the right to pursue liquidated damages from Ashly Group amounting to ten times the contractual penalty.”With a loud uproar, the entire conference room exploded into commotion.The directors immediately began whispering among themselves.Countless complicated gazes—filled with shock, jealousy, suspicion, and even flattery—came crashing down upon Eranthe.Acacia, seated beside her, pinched her thigh under the conference table, so excited she nearly screamed on the spot.Eranthe merely narrowed her cool, rain-mist-like eyes slightly.Looking at the addendum, she tapped her fingers lightly against the smooth paper and calmly considered the shameless tactics
He was not hunting her.In the middle of the night, Eranthe wrote in her notebook: “Restraint—he is restraining himself.”Recalling that night on the sofa, his confession about his identity and background…From a rational standpoint, Eranthe of course understood the origin of all of Colin’s obsession.His father Austin had used brutality and absolute power to imprison his human mother, Mrs. Zerlinda, in the old Rodriguez estate. His mother, overwhelmed by terror, fled in despair through a blood-soaked scene where the old Wolf King had lost control and committed violence.Colin inherited the Alpha’s most supreme bloodline and killing instincts, yet his inner world had remained frozen forever in that rainy night at fifteen, when he witnessed his mother’s departure.He feared marriage, rejected commitment, and even imposed on himself a self-binding rule of “only sex, no love”—not because he was carefree or promiscuous.He was merely a prisoner trapped by the shadow of his family of origi
“I beg you, Eranthe, don’t be afraid of me, my Luna. I will never, never hurt you.”Standing two meters away in the cold wind, his voice was low and trembling, like a prisoner awaiting divine judgment, laying bare all his vulnerabilities and lethal wolf nature without reservation before her.The wind at the top of the skyscraper lashed Eranthe’s disheveled long hair across her face like blunt blades.Even though the man had shed all his brutality, and even though his ghostly green wolf eyes were filled with humble restraint, Eranthe’s tightly tensed shoulders still trembled violently.After all, he was that black-spined giant wolf. The image of him tearing through flesh and blood would not leave her mind—that was absolute power, and also an absolute anomaly.He was a wolf. He was completely different from her.“Send me back.” Eranthe gripped the hem of her hoodie, not daring to meet his overly deep eyes, her voice hoarse. “Colin, please let me go home.”Upon hearing the words “go home
And began walking toward the door.“From today onward, stop interfering in my life.”“I won't inherit your poisonous version of marriage.”“As for this Pack, I'll lead and protect it in my own way.”Boom.The heavy wooden doors slammed shut behind him.Leaving the old Wolf King staring in stunned helplessness.Was this truly his son?...Far from Assyria City, in a quiet old town nestled among rolling countryside hills, sunlight finally pierced through the dense clouds and spilled across a vast field of golden sunflowers.Wearing an oversized old sweatshirt, Eranthe stood among the flowers.Her face was pale.Her expression distant.A watering can hung loosely from her hand as she watered the blooms absentmindedly.She had discovered this flower farm years ago during a business trip.Back then she had thought that perhaps one day, after retirement, she could spend her remaining years here.Instead, it had become her refuge much sooner than expected.The elderly woman who owned both th
The saucepan in the kitchen had been washed spotless.Several instant photographs were missing from the refrigerator door.He strode into the bedroom and yanked open the closet.His fingers trembled violently in the empty air.It was empty.Aside from a few lonely hangers colliding together and producing sharp metallic clicks, her suitcase and every trace of human warmth that had belonged to her had vanished completely.Only an extremely faint scent remained in the air—the fading smell of grapefruit body oil mixed with rainwater.Colin leaned weakly against the closet door.Loose black hair fell across his forehead, partially concealing the extreme darkness gathering in his eyes.He gripped his hair tightly.A vast emptiness and madness, so overwhelming that it felt capable of crushing every bone in his body, surged over him like a tidal wave.At last, he understood.At last, he understood how his father Austin had felt twenty years ago.That night, Austin had also lost control and re
"Being a broadcaster isn't something you can just decide to do. How long can the popularity last just have based on looks? They need to plan their content and setups; I'm not cut out for that."She had always been self-aware.Jayden wasn't pleased when he heard Eranthe speak poorly of herself. "I thin
Although the electric scooter provided a unique experience, sitting on it for a long time was indeed uncomfortable, and their buttocks were a bit sore.Finally arriving at the campsite, many people had already started setting up tents, and parents with children were flying kites.The atmosphere in the
Frank frowned, “You probably don't even know who Oriel is.” Colin looked confused, “Should I remember her?” Frank knew he had forgotten, “Eranthe's friend. Remember now?” Colin furrowed his brows, “You're not allowed to pursue her.” Frank leaned back in his chair, “You're the only one allowed to set
"I was unconscious for two or three days back then, spent most of the next six months recovering at home. I still have some trauma from skiing to this day. But I always wanted to find you." He spoke a lengthy explanation, but Oriel only caught the last sentence. "How coincidental," she replied with







