Todos os capítulos de A CONTRACT WITH MY MONSTER BOSS : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Brianna FosterThe letter rested on top of the printer as if it were daring me to ignore it.As I settled into my chair for another workday, my mind refused to focus on eighteenth-century fabrics. Instead, all I could think about was the property nestled on the mountainside in Port Angeles.Kira and I had spent hours researching it, trying to contact someone—anyone—in the town's administration, but without success.This was the kind of thing that happened in movies, not in my monotonous life, trapped inside a stuffy office surrounded by forgotten files and projects no one cared enough to read.Kira looked at me expectantly.I knew she wanted me to say something—anything—that suggested I had a plan, or at least an idea of what to do next.The truth was...I didn't.The news had struck like lightning on an already stormy day, and my mind refused to fully process it."So... what have you decided?""Nothing yet. But I talked to my mom.""And what did she say?""That my grandmother left th

Drakhar KaraganI could smell her before I ever saw her.Sweet.Fresh.Intoxicating.Like a wildflower blooming after the first rain.She smelled...Human.Ordinarily, that would've meant nothing to me.But her scent awakened more than my wolf.It stirred something ancient.Something primal I hadn't felt in years.I couldn't ignore it.I didn't want to.It was human...Yet different.And that difference was throwing every one of my senses into chaos.Leaning against Draven's SUV—after he'd struggled to keep up with my animalistic sprint through the forest toward the source of my obsession—I folded my arms and stared at her family's house.The house that should have been mine.The house that needed to be mine.Morning fog wrapped around the estate like a protective veil.In that moment, I could feel the mountain's power pulsing stronger than ever.Then...She appeared at the window.The first thing that struck me wasn't her beauty.It was the contrast between the overwhelming scent tha

BRIANNA FOSTERI followed Kira's advice and went out to explore the town.Port Angeles had a peculiar charm. Its narrow streets and old buildings looked as though they had been lifted straight from the pages of a storybook, while the mist hanging in the air gave the place an almost magical atmosphere.After stopping by the bookstore café, the market, and one of the town's traditional restaurants, I began to understand why my great-aunt had loved this place so much.Even so, the uneasiness refused to leave me.I spent a few hours wandering around, trying to take in everything the town had to offer. I stopped by the county clerk's office to sign the paperwork and officially transfer ownership of the house into my name. I ventured into an antique shop that looked as though it had centuries' worth of dust settled over every surface, and I picked up a few supplies at another small grocery store.Everything here was different from anything I had ever known.And yet, no matter how hard I tri

Brianna FosterNight had settled over the estate, bringing with it a stillness I couldn't find within myself.After calling my mother and telling her about my day, I made a cup of chamomile tea and picked up a book to read. But I couldn't concentrate. The words blurred together until I eventually drifted off.My mind returned to what had happened earlier.Drakhar Karagan.Tall. Powerful.And unbelievably irritating.Yet somehow... intriguing.My body still carried traces of the energy that surrounded him, a shiver running down my spine whenever I remembered the way he had looked at me.A chill shot through me, and I woke with a start."Stop thinking about him. Get him out of your head and focus on sorting out your life so you can go back home," I scolded myself.Leaving the book on the armchair, I walked to the window and stared into the forest.The darkness was dense, mist creeping between the trees while silence—broken only by the wind—blanketed the land.I had to admit...There was

Brianna FosterI stared at him, expecting him to step back.But Drakhar didn't move.He remained close enough that the heat radiating from his body felt like glowing embers, ready to ignite everything around us.My breathing quickened, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't tear my eyes away from his silver gaze.There was something there.Something that drew me to him like a magnet.The air grew heavier, charged with an energy that made my skin prickle.My heartbeat thundered in my ears, drowning out every rational thought.I can't, my mind protested.But my body leaned toward him almost on its own.He slowly lifted a hand, as though he intended to touch me, and every muscle in my body tightened in anticipation.I held my breath.My lips parted before I even realized it.The warmth of his palm hovered just above my skin, as though he were testing how close he could come without breaking the invisible barrier between us.This doesn't make any sense, I thought.Yet I didn't move aw