LOGINLilith's POVThe brand‑new tie he’d just received today had somehow found its way into his hands.The soft silk was now looped around my wrists, swaying gently with every move he made against me.Across the room, Jarek hadn’t said a word.But the air in the whole living room seemed to slowly thicken and grow cold.Just as Rylan nuzzled my neck again, coaxing me to say “I only love Rylan,” an irresistible force yanked me backward.The world spun—and I landed hard against Jarek’s firm, burning chest.One arm locked around my waist, his other hand roughly tugged open the front of my sleepshirt.He bent his head, and a punishing kiss landed on my chest, his canine teeth grazing—not quite gently—over a sensitive peak.“Ah…!” I cried out.“What about balance, honey?” He lifted his gaze, his voice frighteningly rough. “You said it all to him. Where’s my share? Hmm?”In front of me, Jarek’s angry invasion; behind me, Rylan’s defiant warmth pressing close, his lips tracing kisses along my shou
Lilith's POVRight on time, the house lights dimmed, plunging the entire hall into a profound silence.The first contestant walked onto the stage, bowed, and took their seat.When the first note trembled and burst forth from the strings, everything around me instantly blurred and faded.It felt as if I were being pulled by invisible threads, plummeting into that deep sea constructed of sound.And Jarek sat quietly beside me. Unlike his usual invasive touches, he was exceptionally well-behaved this time, not even reaching for my hand.Yet, I could feel it with perfect clarity—his gaze was resting heavily on me.Not on the stage. On me.A few centimeters of space separated us, each of us immersed—me in Chopin's Nocturne, him in the act of watching me.Two distinct scenes, yet strangely synchronized.An unprecedented sense of peace and fulfillment quietly washed over my heart.I suddenly thought, if every future concert could be like this—me watching the piano, and him watching me—it see
Jarek's POVThe interminable formal lunch finally ended.The finer details could be left to my team to grind through.I'd just stepped out of the banquet hall and paused in the thickly carpeted corridor at a turn, giving my assistant a few low-voiced instructions.In my peripheral vision, she was gently massaging her temples, a look of weary relief on her face.The moment my assistant turned and walked away, leaving the corridor empty in both directions, I pulled her into my arms.The movement was swift as a strike. One arm banded like iron around her waist, pinning her firmly between my chest and the wall."Honey was... so impressive today I couldn't look away."Caught off guard, the breath she'd just exhaled caught in her throat.Her hands instinctively pressed against my chest, her fingertips cool.Before she could process the compliment or offer me a relieved smile, she was completely ensnared."You translated flawlessly," I continued, my voice dropping to a low rasp, thick with u
Lilith's POVThat evening, wearing the meticulously tailored navy cocktail dress he had chosen and entering the venue on his arm, a strange thing happened.The butterflies churning in my stomach instantly stilled when they met the assessing glances from several different directions.The lights were dazzling, crystal glasses clinked softly, and a tapestry of languages filled the air.When Jarek, with his effortless ease, exchanged pleasantries with the counterparts and then launched into a series of complex technical specifications and partnership conditions, I took a subtle half-step forward, leaning in slightly to listen.Then, in clear, professional French, even carrying a necessary cool detachment for the negotiating table, I relayed his intent in full.I even caught a flicker of surprise in the eyes of their lead representative—likely not expecting someone so young yet so precise beside the famously formidable business prodigy.During the intermission, I slipped away to fetch him
Lilith's POV"Add one more," I heard myself say, my voice faint. "The dark grey one with the subtle pattern."The associate went to fetch it, her steps light.Jarek, standing beside me, fell utterly silent.I could feel his gaze on my profile, heavy, carrying a pressure that was steadily rising.His scent in the air seemed to thicken slightly—the pheromones a werewolf unconsciously emits when displeased, subtle yet sharp, like a silent interrogation.His exclusive special treatment had vanished completely under my near-panicked attempt at fair distribution.When the bill was rung up, my heart clenched into a tight ball seeing the astronomical figure scrolling across the screen.I closed my eyes for a second, handed over the card, my fingertips icy.Beep—Payment approved.The cheerful electronic tone announced the evaporation of several hundred thousand dollars in an instant.An amount I wouldn't have dared dream of in my past life was now, in their eyes, insignificant pocket money.Th
Lilith's POVHe obliged, leaning down slightly to let me hold the shirt up more easily.His gaze lingered on my face for a moment.Those eyes, always hinting at undercurrents, crinkled slightly at the corners as his smile deepened."Okay," he agreed readily, his voice dropping a bit, breathy. "I'll try this one first. Honey's taste... definitely can't be wrong."His compliance didn't put me at ease. Instead, it felt like a feather lightly brushing the most sensitive spot in my heart.I hurriedly averted my eyes, my fingers unconsciously tightening around the smooth fabric.The young sales associate had sharp ears. Every one of those deliberately lowered yet intimate honey from Jarek had reached her.Combined with the charged, almost tangible tension in the air between us, her eyes instantly lit up.A knowing, I-get-it smile played on her lips, and her service enthusiasm skyrocketed."Right this way, ma'am. This shirt is from our designer line, the cut is very distinctive!""Excellent







