LOGINKael’s cold voice cut through the intercom like ice. “Lucas, tell whoever is there to get off my property right now.”Elara pretended she hadn’t heard the harsh command. She turned to Lucas with a calm expression that barely masked her rising anger.“What did he say?”Lucas shifted uncomfortably, his handsome face showing clear unease. “He said you should leave right now, ma’am.”Elara’s eyes widened in shock and disbelief. “What the fuck?” she muttered, then raised her voice. “How dare he chase me away like some stray dog sniffing around his territory?”She stepped forward, frustration burning in her chest. “I just need a moment with him. Even if he doesn’t want me to take his measurements or discuss his designs, I still need to speak with him.”Lucas sighed heavily, looking torn between sympathy and duty. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but he’s not the type of person you can convince once he’s made up his mind. He gave a direct order and I would appreciate it if you leave. You’re putting me at
Elara sat motionless at her workstation in the sleek, modern fashion studio, staring blankly at the glowing laptop screen.Her fingers hovered uselessly over the keyboard. She hadn’t designed a single thing in the past thirty minutes.Her mind was consumed with Jasmine, the hurt in her eyes, the sharp betrayal in her voice, and the painful silence that now stretched between them like a wall.The studio door opened. Jasmine walked in, her usual bright energy replaced by cold indifference.She dropped her bag on her desk without a word and sat down, refusing to even glance in Elara’s direction.Elara’s heart clenched. She turned slightly in her chair, studying her best friend’s stiff posture.After several tense seconds, she gathered her courage.“Jasmine… I’m very sorry about last night,” Elara said softly, her voice laced with genuine remorse. “I never meant to hurt you.”Jasmine didn’t look up. Instead, she reached into her bag, pulled out her headphones, and slipped them over her ea
Elara sat frozen on the edge of the couch, the business card trembling slightly between her fingers.She stared at the elegant black lettering for what felt like an eternity. Rage boiled deep in her chest, hot and suffocating.This same man who nearly kissed her is chasing best friend, now?! Her jaw clenched so hard it ached.Her breathing became sharp and uneven as fury mixed with disbelief. 'How dare he play both of them like this?' She thought.“Elara?” Jasmine’s voice broke through her storm, soft and worried. “Are you okay?”Elara startled, quickly hiding the card under her thigh.She blinked rapidly and forced a weak, shaky smile onto her face. “Oh… yes. Yes, I’m fine.” Her voice came out strained. “It’s just that I remembered what happened earlier and got a little sad.”Jasmine narrowed her eyes and moved closer, sitting on the couch beside her.She searched Elara’s face carefully, her brows furrowed with concern. “Tell me the truth....What’s really going on?”Elara looked at
Elara stood frozen in the pouring rain, her soaked clothes clinging to her skin like a second, icy layer.Her heart hammered painfully in her chest as confusion and heartbreak swirled inside her like a violent storm.The cold rain mixed with the hot tears streaming down her face, but she barely felt the difference anymore.Everything hurt. Orella’s cruel words, and the voice on the other end of the phone that wasn’t Jordan’s.“Who… who is this?” Elara asked, her voice barely above a whisper, cracking with emotion. “Please, I’m looking for Jordan and would love to speak with him.”The woman on the line paused, then replied with clear irritation, “Who are you? And why do you have this number?”The words landed like a punch to Elara’s already shattered heart.She clutched the phone tighter, her knuckles turning white. Fresh tears blurred her vision as a wave of painful realization crashed over her.This was the man she had almost lost her job for, tonight....the man she had defended to O
Elara stood trembling in the grand living room of Orella’s mansion, the weight of the evening pressing down on her like a heavy stone.Her cheeks still burned from the slap she had given Alpha Kael, and her mind replayed the dangerous tension between them.She couldn’t shake the fear that she had just ruined everything. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to speak.“Ma’am… I’m truly sorry about what happened with the client,” Elara said, her voice soft but filled with genuine remorse. “The situation escalated, and I lost control for a moment. I take full responsibility, I will fix this and I’ll personally apologize, follow up with better designs, and make sure he remains completely satisfied with our services. Please, just give me a chance to make it right.”Orella stood by the bar, swirling the deep red wine in her glass with elegant, practiced fingers.She took a slow, deliberate sip, her glowing skin and perfectly styled hair making her look every bit the untouchable fashion i
Elara’s body was on fire. Her pulse raced wildly, her skin felt hot all over, and a strange flutter settled deep in her stomach. Alpha Kael’s reaction was much more intense.This woman standing right here was triggering every instinct he had.He had just found his true mate outside with Jasmine, yet his body was craving Elara with raw hunger.His muscles tensed, his breathing grew heavier, and a deep sexual pull mixed with the mate bond confusion made his blood boil.How can this be happening? he thought. I just met my mate… but this one… she’s doing something dangerous to me.“Good day, sir,” Elara said, trying to sound professional. “Welcome. I am Elara Voss and I will be taking your measurements right now. Can you please come forward?”Kael stepped closer without a word and towered over her.His warm breath brushed across her face, sending tingles down her neck. Elara felt her knees weaken slightly. His scent, his closeness...everything felt too much.Slowly, he raised her chin wi







