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With that he attached a photo where Owen and Silea was seen in a jewelry shop, buying a ring, most likely fitting it jn her finger. I just smirked... "𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥... 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦... " As I hit the send button, another text popped up.. From Owen this time..

Owen sat behind his desk with a cigar in hand, wearing just a blank singlet that displayed his sexy tattoos and toned body. He took off the glasses he had been wearing and set his laptop aside. Fuck, he looked so serious, I was not going to escape his wrath at all, from the look of things. "Hi." I muttered, my voice shaky. He said nothing, getting up from his seat and walking towards me. I started walking back at once until my back was against the wall. He got in front of me and blew the smoke from the death stick in his hand over my face. I started a coughing fit right away. When my eyes were well teary and red, he decided to finally speak,

ARDEN “How can you even watch that?” I asked Owen as I peeled an apple for him. “Aren’t you supposed to be resting?” “Yeah—resting,” Owen smiled. “But I’m not here to rot. I watched it because it was blowing up on the Echo, and I wasn’t disappointed at all. It really was quite entertaining,” he teased. I stabbed the apple with the small knife, leaving it in place as I turned to Owen, glaring at him. “Maybe you should just rot in your bed.”

He knew his target and wouldn’t let her out of his sight. “Have I told you how sexy you look in all beast mode, Alpha God of War and all? Makes my vaja-ja hollaaaaa…” I giggle without looking at him. “Have I told you how fucking amazingly sexy you look all warrior princess like? This is the wrong fucking time for my cock to get hard, baby girl.” Owen responds with a chuckle of his own. “MMM, Talk dirty to me.” I cooed at Owen, and he let out a deep sexy growl in my direction.

Screens flooded with gifs, edits, worship. But it was the ping in her private inbox that made her pause. A single message from W: “You are rising, wolf. And I’m watching.” She let her head fall back against the red-lit wall and laughed. Not from amusement. From hunger.

Nicolai got shocked when he saw how Owen look like right now. He immediately approach him while getting his handkerchief on his pocket. "What's wrong? What happened?" Worried, he asked the man who is crying without a sound. Owen looks like he's not on himself right now. His eyes is full of anger and frustration. It's like his crying because he is angry. "Damn it, enough shopping." Nicolai secretly gritted his teeth.

"I'm... ah... I'm taking a shit! I don't want you in here right now!" "Dani, it’s just a shit. We’ve been married for years," Owen laughed nervously through the wood. "Just unlock it. I’ll be quick." Ford thrust again, a sudden, violent surge that sent a wave of pleasure through my gut. I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood to keep from screaming. "No! Just... wait! If I see it when I'm done, I'll bring it to the room. My hand is... quite occupied right now. Please, Owen. Just give me five minutes."

I assure her after breaking our long hug. Owen plays the clown that he is and interrupts us. “Can I record it? I'm a gentleman so I'm asking for consent, you see.” He grins, showing us his phone. “What are you on, idiot?” Owen rolls his eyes but then he smiles brightly. “I'm here to capture the reunion. Aren't you guys gonna cry on each other's shoulders or something?” Now it's our turn to roll our eyes. “I'm sorry, Willow.” Bella is the first one to break, looking apologetic as hell.

“Where is she?!” “Sir, please calm down—“ “Where is Willow?!” The door to the exam room barged open and a very large, very pissed off Owen entered the room, looking like he was about to murder someone. His eyes flashed golden, like the sun—hot and deadly— and I felt Rune’s hold on me tighten. When Owen’s eyes landed on me he let out a breath of relief and his eyes softened momentarily, only for them to burn once more at the scene before him.

When I stood back up and turned around, I was face to face with Owen. He was wearing nothing but a pair of expensive looking swim trunks and even more expensive-looking sunglasses. I couldn't help giving his body a once-over, realizing that he must have women do this all the time. He grinned as if he knew exactly what I was doing, and instead of feeling embarrassed, I was glad I had looked.