Her human mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 6

The midnight air hung heavy with an eerie stillness as the car nestled near the edge of a mysterious forest. Parked at the roadside, the driver, a middle-aged man named Thomas, delved into diagnosing a glitch beneath the car's hood. His hands, skilled and weathered, worked diligently to uncover the issue. "Thank the heavens I spotted the issue; otherwise, I'd have faced dismissal," he mused to himself, wiping sweat from his brow as he headed to the back seat. "Young master, rectifying this will take time. I've arranged another driver to pick you up," Thomas's voice trembled with apprehension, his loyalty evident despite the daunting surroundings. In the back seat, a man engrossed in his laptop displayed a striking handsomeness, his countenance mirroring the wintry night's chill. Wordless, he cast intense, cold eyes toward Thomas, acknowledging the unspoken urgency. Ignoring the sounds of the night, he returned to his work, a beacon of detached focus. "Stuart," a voice beckoned from

"I'm Christi, a delivery girl. I will inquire with my company and get in touch with you, sir," she said, her tone composed despite the minor scratch on her right elbow, a visible reminder of the recent mishap. Observing this through the rearview mirror, Stuart felt a twinge of guilt. He handed her a medical box, genuine regret coloring his voice as he apologized, "I'm sorry; I was the one driving earlier. I should be the one apologizing. Please accept my apology." Roy, surprised by Stuart's humility, thought, "What a miracle. The great CEO Stuart is apologizing to a girl. I hope I'm not dreaming." Christi simply nodded, acknowledging his apology with a gracious "It's okay." In the Gym: Camilla eagerly awaited their arrival, her impatience palpable as she paced by the door. Her best friend, Rose, attempted to soothe her restlessness, "Come on, Camilla. Be patient. They'll be here soon." "I know, but I can't sit still. Roy mentioned they've already left the company. They should be h

Suddenly he heard a gun sound. The driver's head fell on the steering. He realized that he was wrapped there by some people. Usually, he traveled with bodyguards as he knew that many people were waiting for his death. All his bodyguards were sent with his family for their safety and no outsiders knew his travel plan. So he thought it was not a big issue to travel alone. The abrupt gunshot shattered the serene atmosphere, leaving a trail of echoing chaos. Stuart's eyes widened in shock as he instinctively ducked, seeking cover within the confines of his vehicle. The air was thick with tension as uncertainty loomed over the isolated village road. Within moments, the assailants revealed themselves – a group of masked individuals emerging from the shadows. They approached the car with purpose, their faces concealed by dark fabric, leaving only their eyes visible, gleaming with an unsettling determination. Stuart's mind raced, assessing the situation with a calculated calm. His driver