The Predator's Fiancee 소설 & 이야기

I simply said because I didn't know what else to say to a casual hookup. She scoffed, "Oh? Is that all you can say? Don't you want to relive that night with me again?" Her voice melted into a seductive octave. "No, I don't." I deadpanned. "Is it because of that fiancée of yours?" I concealed my ire as I stared at her, "That fiancée of my mine has a name." She scoffed as she moved closer to grab at my suit lapels, "You know just because you're engaged to a nobody like her doesn't mean you have to be faithful to her. You are too sophisticated for her, why wo-"

Then, "I see. Well, I wish you both the best." She hung up. Adriana looked at me from across the room. "Does that bother you?" "No. You're the family I'm choosing." I pulled her close. "Aunt Helena can deal with it or not." We stood in the kitchen holding each other while the afternoon light faded. Victoria walked free. Helena disapproved. The justice system had failed. But I had Adriana. I had Enzo. I had Connor and Sage. And in four months, I'd marry the woman I loved.

But I hold back just enough to keep control, barely. “You cannot just say shit like that and expect me to climb into your car like nothing happened,” I mutter. My voice comes out softer than I want. “I can and I did.” His thumb strokes once along my waist. “And you are going to get in because you trust me. Even when you do not understand it yet.” I swallow hard. He is right. I do trust him. More than I trust anyone else right now. But that does not stop the questions spinning in my head. The fiancée word. The threat. The way his aura filled that room and made my wolf react like she recognized him.

The woman eye brows arose and she crossed her arms in her chest while looking at her "First of all, I am Sherielle Ford, daughter of one of the investors of Max's company and I've been his fiancee for two years now. And who are you?" the woman told her. She stared at the woman straight into the eyes "I'm his mistress and soon to be his wife," she said confidently. She could see how the woman was surprised upon hearing her reply. “Huh?!” she reacted with disbelief. “What a shameless bitch! You are just a mistress! How dare you dream that you will become his wife?!”

She was modest and calm with a beautiful soul. I checked out the man she married. Zuriel Crawford. A billionaire businessman and heir to the Crawford empire. He was impressive, indeed. I smash my phone against the wall in anger. ' I want my mate,' my wolf demands. I was seeing red, and staying in this cottage would make me angrier. I bolt through the door, but Patty follows me, trying to touch me. I turn and push her against the wall with inhuman strength, and she flies into the wall.

Her orange specks on her right iris are darker, and seemed to have taken a lot of the area compared to the other. "Lucas, dearie, it's not Marie, it's Mari. The stress is in the middle. And if I were the maid, I'd poison your drink. Or maybe your food. Can’t be too sure." Oh I know who you are, baby. Caterina Mari. Later to be my fiancèe. Soon to be my wife. The future Boss of both clans. The golden trophy I get to admire. The little firecracker I needed to tone down a little. The woman I get to worship.

Shrugging it off, for now, he took a step and snaked his hand around her waist, pulling her closer. "Let me introduce you to future Mrs. Etheridge." At Damien's voice, the entire place got silent for a moment and then questions got bombarded at him. Eden looked up to see him staring at her already. He added, "She is Eden McBride, my fiancee, and my future wife." His voice was solemn and it only got Eden dumbfounded. None of them had a ring on to go with his words but the question remained unasked with the journalist's gaping mouth hearing him. Damien had never said about a girl being his girlfriend let alone his fiancee in front of the media. It was for the first time.

"Stranger? That man has been your hidden spouse for a very... very... long time." She interrupted me quickly. "You are so lewd but small-minded, Don! The only hidden SPOUSE I have is YOU! How can you leave me to another man to take up that role?" "Melissa, that was in the past... He was... but now, he has shown his face to you as your real fiance. The one in front of you is fake. Are you feigning sober? He is the Heir with the widest community! He has everything! And now... he has you! Why still feigning pretense when you..." I gulped down my voice. The eyes she has for Ezio at the Mall and that on the dancing floor did say it all...

“How do you know her name is Cara? You've asked from those inhumane beings, right? Is that part of your fetishism?” She continued. “The news has gone round, how you paid 5 billion dollars just to get your fantasies fulfilled. She'll be in trouble after that but right now I can't let you do anything to her. Just give her to me and you can wank yourself to death.” “I don't know where all this is coming from but I'm not letting go of Cara. Never, I'm never letting go of my wife. Do you think it's easy? Staying almost 4 months without my family. I think you should be the one to get out. God knows where she gets to make crazy friends from. First Amber, now you.”

She is a savage. The man shifts uncomfortably under her glare but doesn’t dare interrupt. “Now,” she continues, her voice sharp and precise, “Gregor’s mate was Selena. And she wasn’t pregnant at the time of her death. As for the woman currently with Gregor, she is not his mate. He never accepted her as his second-chance mate. Instead, he married her—years after Selena’s death.”