เข้าสู่ระบบThe real reason Cole had so desperately fought to avoid intimacy with Britney since the previous night became painfully clear: the exact moment his fangs had pierced her flesh and marked her as his mate, his inner wolf had completely lost its restraint, turning utterly feral and insatiable.
Throughout the night, Cole had driven into Britney relentlessly, ignoring her breathless, whimpering pleas to stop. Even now, long after the initial fury of the mating frenzy had subsided, his hBeneath the roaring, cascading sheet of the natural waterfall, Cole and Britney stood locked in a deep, ferocious, open-mouthed kiss. The cold water rushed incessantly over their heads and shoulders, but the friction of their bodies generated a scorching, inescapable heat that defied the chill. Cole’s hands tangled tightly in Britney’s wet, clinging hair, while her fingers roamed feverishly over his warm, muscular back, pulling him as flush against her as humanly possible. Lost in the heavy, rushing current of the water, they kissed with a desperate, consuming hunger. Keeping his grip secure, Cole slowly backed her away from the direct, blinding torrent, moving her toward the shadowed, smooth stone wall at the edge of the lake. The heavy rush of water now streamed only down Cole’s back, while the cool, splashing shallows lapped gently around their ankles. Breaking the kiss for just a fraction of a second, Cole stared down at her, his dark eyes burning with raw,
As the dense thicket of trees suddenly parted, the monster truck rolled out into a breathtaking, secluded clearing. Nestled right in the heart of the wilderness was a wide, natural grassy opening, bordered by towering emerald trees and fed by a crystal-clear water body that shimmered under the fading evening light. At the far end of the clearing, a magnificent waterfall plunged down a sheer rock face into a deep, sparkling pool, its mist catching the white rays of rising moon and refracting them into a dancing rainbow. "Woah..." Britney breathed, stepping out of the truck with her mouth hanging wide open. The scene was straight out of a fairy tale. The water tumbling down the rocks looked like liquid silver, and the gentle roar of the waterfall filled the air with a soothing, hypnotic rhythm. Cole stepped out behind her, a fond smile gracing his lips as he walked up and wrapped his arms securely around her waist, pulling her flush against
One second, the massive monster truck was cruising smoothly along the paved coastal road; the next, Cole yanked the steering wheel hard, cutting sharply off-road onto a rugged, stone-strewn path that carved its way straight into the heart of the island’s dense forest. Britney let out a sudden, breathless yelp as the truck bounced heavily over a jagged rock. "Woah!" "Hold on tight, wifey—we're heading deep into the jungle now," Cole warned, shifting gears with expert precision. The vehicle roared as it transitioned seamlessly from gravel to raw, uneven dirt trails choked with tangled roots, slick mud, and sprawling vegetation. Manoeuvring the bumpy, treacherous terrain like a seasoned professional, Cole drove with complete confidence. Having spent countless nights roaming these exact woods in his wolf form, every twist, turn, and hidden boulder was etched into his very muscle memory. Beside him, Britney pressed her face against the passenge
Two full weeks had slipped away like a fleeting dream. For fourteen days, the private island had served as a secluded cocoon for Cole and Britney—a world entirely isolated from reality, filled with endless stretches of golden sunlight, turquoise tides, and an insatiable, fiery passion that seemed to renew itself with every passing sunrise. Now, on the eve of their departure, the reality of returning to the mainland loomed just around the corner. Sitting side by side on a wide, suspended wooden hammock strung between two ancient palm trees, Cole and Britney watched in comfortable silence as the sun began its majestic descent toward the horizon. The sky was painted in brilliant strokes of bruised purple, burning orange, and deep crimson, casting a warm, nostalgic glow over the coastline. Britney had tucked her legs securely beneath her, resting her head comfortably against Cole’s broad chest. She closed her eyes, inhaling the familiar, crisp scent of s
Alex glared at the caller ID, letting out an annoyed hiss when he saw Sophia's name flashing on the screen. He was half-templated to decline the call and block her number permanently, but curiosity—and a lingering habit—won out. He swiped to answer, his tone dripping with sharp irritation. "What is it, Sophia? I'm in the middle of a family crisis, I don't have time." Despite his cold hostility, Sophia’s voice on the other end bubbled over with high-pitched, uncontrollable excitement. "Alex! Oh, my god, you are not going to believe this! Guess what?!" Alex rolled his eyes, gripping the phone tighter. "Just spit it out, Sophia. What?" "I got it!" she squealed, practically vibrating through the speaker. "The entry pass! The VIP ticket for the upcoming business conference! I got invited and I can tag along a partner with myself, Alex! We can go together!" Alex paused, a flicker of genuine surprise cutting through his foul mood. "A VIP ticket t
While Britney reviled in the breathless, enchanting paradise of her honeymoon, bathed in the warmth of Cole’s devotion, a starkly different reality was unspooling miles away. In the lavish, towering glass-and-steel offices of the city, Alex and Sophia were crashing headfirst into the merciless consequences of their own deceit. Their individual lives—and their chaotic, toxic relationship—were actively imploding. Inside a spacious, high-floor executive office overlooking the blue skyline, Alex stood rigidly before his father’s sprawling mahogany desk. His father, a formidable man with cold eyes and iron-gray hair, was glaring at him with a fury that could cut glass. "I told you from the very beginning, Alex," his father snapped, his voice trembling with controlled rage as he slammed a heavy file onto the desk. "I warned you that you needed to acquire Britney’s property and assets through clever manipulation or legal leverage. But no! You insisted on playing the lovesick fool, ac







