"If you want to leave, don't ever take my son!" (Tharique) "He is also my son, he was in my body for months. You are evil! Is this the love you promised me?" (Esme) Esme Sunny, a woman who has a quarter of Lycan blood, has sacrificed a lot to get the throne of the Lycan King. She must escape from her world and enter the world of the Lycans who are cruel and greedy for power. As an unwanted queen, because she was not considered a true Lycan, she was expelled and rejected by the King. She had to leave her son who would be the next heir. Watch the excitement of getting back to her son who is considered not to have the strength of a lycan in general. ***
Lihat lebih banyak*ESME *Zoris is the type of man who doesn't give up easily, he always tries to get what he wants without having to force, but rather persuade. The subtle methods he used were very easy for me to reject for many reasons. I'm not the type of woman who easily gives up on a man's good looks, and a good body even though he is now taking off his clothes right in front of me. I turned around leaving him who would probably smile when he saw me leaving. I headed to the kitchen to get a drink from the refrigerator. I sipped a can of a very refreshing drink. I don't know what drink this is, it tastes sweet and very biting, after a few seconds I felt my body hot, and sweaty, my heartbeat was racing fast, and I felt very excited. Damn it! I touched my own body, the effect was extraordinary when I wanted to squeeze my breasts which were so big, "Oh, damn! Why is it like this." I squatted down while squeezing my hair to stop this unusual feeling. Instead of feeling better, this feeling got worse,
*ESME* "What do you know about me?" I said. He looked at me while smiling a faint smile. My brain is alert to prepare to make a move in case an enemy suddenly attacks me by changing himself like Zoris. But, why else would they want me who no longer has any strength? They should have paralyzed Tharique, who was in love and had forgotten his authority as a king. "You seem to be covering up something so secret. I'm just guessing according to what you asked. Mrs. Thalita is a 50-year-old woman and you said she was your friend. Isn't it natural for me to guess that I'm that old?" Thalita's age is another problem and cannot be lied about. If I had met him first, he would have told his son to claim to be Thalita, not him. "Can I talk to her, there's something I want to tell her." He took out his cell phone and handed it to me. "Is this cellphone safe, if I talk about personal matters?" "I'm going to work, you just use it however you like. After you're done you can use it to pla
*ESME* I returned to the room after finishing breakfast. I don't know where Zoris' room is because I didn't see him again after he left first, saying that he had a lot of work and couldn't stay long. If he knew this, why would he invite me to breakfast and end up having my face marked by those two women? A man wearing glasses watched me as I walked towards my table. To get a good impression I have to smile at him and he smiles too. In this case, I wish I could read everyone's minds like before. Being normal like an ordinary person feels bland and uninteresting. The tall man who had brown hair, a jaw filled with thick hair, large eyelids, and deep-set eyes approached my table and greeted me warmly, "Hi, I'm Jeremy, are you new here?" I shook his outstretched hand, "Yes, I'm Esme, nice to meet you," "I'm very happy too," he said, remaining in this position for quite a while. His hands were so warm and gripped mine tightly, he was very excited. "Oh, sorry, I was stunned by the figu
*ESME*On the first day of work, I was very excited. Get to know lots of people, smile, and greet each other. They were very friendly and also taught me many things. No one gossiped about Zoris as if everyone kept their mouths shut to just give information about who he was, and what he was like.The girl only had time to tell me a little story after that she was busy doing her work again. The office atmosphere is so calm, as calm as my heart which is starting to adapt to looking for a comfortable life again. My goal is clear and to achieve it I have to go through many things.Fighting with a passionate desire not to fall into doing something that will become addictive. Zoris is such an interesting, kind, and caring man. It's not easy to resist the vibrations of my lonely soul needing the hot touch of a man who is very good at pampering women. Before I started doing my job, he already called me on the telephone on my desk. "Yes, hello""We have to breakfast now, I'm here. I said 9 o'c
*ESME* I stood in front of the mirror looking at the gold pendant on my neck. A gift from Zoris, that I think is very excessive. It's like Zoris' beautiful eyeballs. Sparkling like a light that penetrates the night. That man, the more I wanted to avoid him, the more he tried to get closer with his elegant way. His kindness, his sweet smile, his patience in dealing with my many rejections. Today I will charge him to give me a job. I immediately left the room, before he made breakfast first. As someone who lives at his place, I am obliged to provide servants to the owner even without being asked. I half ran slowly down the stairs. Hopefully, he won't wake up yet. All the lights were still off and the sky was starting to get brighter. I walked slowly, parting the curtains and opening the balcony door. Cold air invaded my face and entire body. My mouth hissed and my hands hugged my body tightly. I wore shorts and a thick woolen shirt. The suit fits, at least my chest is covered so
*Esme*I had a lot of shopping, my hands and Zoris's hands were full of shopping bags. It's not just office clothes that are bought but home clothes, shoes, sandals, make-up, bags and underwear. I was embarrassed when he watched me choose underwear. He even chose colors that he thought were sexy. I don't need it because I don't want to show sexiness in front of him. "Later, when I work and get paid, I will pay for this shopping in stages because the price is quite expensive," I said and he laughed broadly. If I suspect he is an Alpha then this is highly unlikely. An average Alpha has the character of being tough, disciplined, serious, dominant, pushy, and doesn't want to be argued with, he is the opposite. He was a friendly man and good at joking. He also always smiles, he is a man that all women dream of. "I don't ask for payment in money." "Oh, I know what you mean, sir," I said glancing at him who was busy putting things into the trunk of the car. No one knows him here, maybe
*Esme* I've longed for this kind of intimacy for so long. The intimate touch of a man that I can't stop. The lull of his lips made me open my mouth to let his tongue enter and wrap around mine. His big, strong hands felt around my waist, moving up to caress my back. Hot, my soul struggled for more, my boobs swelled against his broad, hard chest, and my body floated as he lifted me onto the mini bar and kept kissing my lips without letting go. My hands wrapped around his neck, oh no, this can't be done, this has to stop. I pushed his chest a little hard and our lips separated, gasping, taking breaths simultaneously, fighting for the oxygen around us and looking at each other awkwardly. I wiped my face and immediately put my feet on the floor. "Sorry Zoris, I—" He cupped my face, saying, "It's okay, we can take it slow." I let go of his hand roughly and kept my distance, away. Folding both hands in front of my breast, wetting my lips which felt swollen, and leaning my buttocks ag
*Esme*"Hi good morning," "Hi, morning. Sorry, I fell asleep last night," I said and it was true. This man is still busy preparing breakfast in front of the stove. I approached him and helped him cut the tomatoes without him asking. His sweet and friendly smile made me feel comfortable and not awkward with him. "I understand, maybe you're tired from work. Oh yes, today I'm going to the office for a while and you can do anything here. There are lots of food ingredients in the refrigerator and you can cook anything. Do you like cooking?" I nodded, while at Wolverse I always cooked my food. They prefer to eat red meat and sweet fruit. I always like things cooked for better digestion for my body. And I see this man likes cooked food, that means he's not a Werewolf. "Oh yes, I want to ask for your help again, can you contact my friend in New Hampshire?" "Sure, you know the phone number," I shook my head, "I forgot, I only know her name and address." He gave me his cellphone to type i
*Esme* I held my breath so they couldn't sense my presence. Maybe they are also werewolves. My eyes were tightly closed, I was squatting like a pile of plastic trash bags that had been placed just like that. When they entered, I quickly stood up and ran towards the front. In the parking lot, I looked for a white car and unfortunately there were 3 white cars, where was the man. My eyes continued to monitor, anxiously looking around, the guard in front didn't see me, so I quickly ran to the sidewalk. Fuck that white car. If the guy guarding the door saw me then I might get caught again. I walked half-jogged, occasionally looking back. The glare from the car lights made me turn my face back to the front. I stopped walking when a gray car stopped next to me. The car window opened and the man smiled. "I forgot that I was using a gray car." He said, damn it! Luckily I didn't come across a white car. I immediately got into the car without protesting and finally, I managed to escape fr
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