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Breathing heavily, panting, and gasping, I trudged along the untrodden path barefoot, lost in both direction and thought. The sky rumbled above, mirroring the turmoil within me. A drizzle fell on my face, prompting me to look up. It was a pitiful night, indeed.I didn’t mind the thunder, nor the rain, nor the surrounding coldness. I was scantily dressed, the night’s weather acting against me. The harsh elements seemed almost fitting, a cruel reflection of my inner despair.“Ouch!” I winced as a thorn pierced the thin skin of my toe, the sharp pain jolting me momentarily from my sorrow. The night only seemed to get worse. Perhaps the moon goddess had heard my silent plea. I was about to vanish in this desolate place, disappearing without a trace from everyone’s lives. Such grace! A faint, sarcastic smile spread across my face as I pulled out the thorn, watching more blood ooze from the fresh wound. Maybe my long-standing wish to die naturally was about to be granted. Yes, you are right!
When I woke up, everything was simply too white for my tired eyes. I gulped hard. Was I dead and in heaven? Truthfully, I wasn't entirely disappointed. Maybe I could finally meet my parents. But then a dark figure appeared in front of me, blocking the bright light in my eyes.Using all my strength, I raised my hand to get a better look. My heart skipped a beat. The most handsome man on earth stood before me, a wide smile on his perfect face despite looking tired with bags under his eyes, a brisk beard compared to his usual clean-shaven look, and his once authoritative shoulders now slumped with exhaustion.I realized I had survived that fateful night. My last fading memory was correct. My savior was Jake. I don't know how he found me, but I was glad to be alive. Dead men tell no tales. With this third chance at life, I promised to do better."Jake?" I whispered, immediately followed by a cough. It was then I realized how weak I was."Here, take some water," my aunt offered. She looked
"Here, take the medicine," He fed me, caressing the back of my head as I gulped down the bitter liquid.Nursing me back to my health, in the absence of my aunt, Jake stuck to me for the next three days religiously. The only time he left was for personal hygiene and to discuss matters with Tyler in his study. He still had a pack and business to run.I don't know how he managed that, despite being an alpha and a business tycoon. But he did. I would be lying if I said his dedication did not sway me. Not once did he make me feel I was bothering him or he had to take care of me forcibly.He was there. Always around! Out of choice. Honestly, we seemed more like a couple than Sylvie and he ever looked.Initially, I pretended to ignore him, but his determination and care won me over. I settled my thoughts. What was I supposed to do? We were a decade apart. And that was not the only problem. I couldn't possibly ask him to break up with my aunt and start a relationship with me. What kind of pe
"Tell me your story?" I asked, yawning at the football match. He wanted me to watch a series, but I would rather watch him. He didn't reply, but I could feel him tense. I rolled my eyes, thinking of another way to approach again. "Well, was it love at first sight or a slow-burn romance?" I asked again after something like five seconds. He still pretended not to hear me. But this time, his grip around the wine glass tightened. Next, he gulped down his liquor in one go. "I want some too." My hands stretched towards the wine bottle. "Ouch!" I cried. "Why would you hit my hands like that!" "You are not supposed to drink." "Whatever! I am going to sleep. This is all boring. So damn boring!" "Sit. We can watch some coming-of-age series." I could clearly see the fear in his eyes. He is into action or sports. The mushy things I watched were clearly out of his capabilities. Yet he was enduring it for some time. It was cute, honestly! "No! I want to talk or sleep." I left the choice to
"What do you mean?" I sat up straight, my eyes boring into his. Why would he tell me this? However! He got real close, making my heart jump crazily as I dug my fingers into the sheets. My mind forgot what I was asking, my eyes focused on his handsome face. Was it his trick to win over me? If yes, it was working. My heart was beating crazily. The distance was inappropriate, but the way he was looking at me was even more improper. Well, I wasn't any different. I lusted over him. Badly! He could make me forget everything just by his hoarse, deep voice. So how was I supposed to resist this tempting closeness? My insides were collapsing, my body aching for him. I knew I should have stopped him. Stopped me. But I dared not move, and he was towering over me. I could smell him up close, a raw masculine smell, drowning me in the pool of my hormones. Gulping hard, I stared at his bobbing throat. My mind had a crazy thought. I wanted to see him more, trace my fingers on his body, and rip his
"Do you like what you see?" His deft, long fingers skillfully caressed my face before picking up my chin. His eyes glinted with lust and more. He was breathing slowly, but deeply. The way he looked at me, I already felt naked.I gulped the chunk of arousal that had accumulated in my mouth. I could feel my eyes contracting with lust, unable to hide the dirty thought thoughts flooding my mind. I was a little nervous about the sudden acceleration in our situation, changing our dynamics. These lustful feelings were no longer hidden deep inside our hearts, we were actually talking, acting on them. Exploring these forbidden thrilling emotions made me even more excited, wanting more.I couldn't help but admire his sharp yet elegant features. He was the perfect embodiment of handsomeness. If he wanted, he could be the top model, even the top hero, given his skills. In my eyes, he excelled in everything. Up close, he looked even more handsome. Like a demigod. A perfectly sculpted Greek god. I s
"What are you doing?" he groaned, making my heart leap. Still, then I had no idea to suddenly make him moan."Fuck! Stop moving, Elsa! Stop teasing me!" He rumbled again, slightly stroking my stomach, making me gasp, my eyes widening as I blushed hard."If you don't want to pursue this, don't move. I can't resist it," he said in a deep baritone voice, making me drip a little more."What if I want to?" I don't know where I got the courage. I moved my hands to his dick. Perhaps I was atoning for ruining the moment earlier."Fuck!" he groaned, closing his eyes. "Did you see how I was doing it? Can you do it?" My knees automatically found the floor. I lapsed my tongue at my lower lips, then bit my lips. He was really huge. A monster. I looked up. He was gazing at me hungrily. I could feel a volcano of unexplainable feelings bursting inside me when our eyes met. His gorgeous face was fixated impatiently on my nervous hands. Swallowing the lump of drool accumulated from my lust, I took a de
"I wanted more." I didn't know why I admitted my intense desires.It just fell from my mouth, making me shy. I timidly played with the hem of my top, glancing at him from the corner of my eyes."Fuck! Why would you say that? Fuck! I so want to fuck you now," he ran his fingers through his hair, excited. His firm hands lifted me in one swoop, carrying me bridal style towards the bed. His dark eyes pierced into mine, sending shivers wrecking through my body. His face contoured into a soft frown, realizing how naughty I had sounded. Knitting his thick brows, he gazed at me with lustful eyes, desires sparkling prudently."You are sure you want this? I would turn into a beast once I enter, and you can never have another cock in your life," he mentioned his preconditions in a deep, hoarse, sultry voice, which made me gulp hard, forming a knot inside my chest as I stared at him impatiently, a tingle emerging between my legs to rampage my insides. I couldn't believe he was telling me that he