Who Does Zoe End Up With In Free Rein の小説・ストーリー

The man was a miracle in so many ways, and the way that he looked at her was just one of them, maybe her favorite. She reached Scars, and turned to Wolf briefly. He kissed her on her cheek, then shook Scars’ hand and handed her over to his best friend, his closest confidant. His Acting-President. As the minister started the ceremony, Zoe smiled up at Scars, loving the fact that in less than half an hour, she was going to be his. His alone and forever. In this perfect glowing moment, standing there with the only man that she’d ever loved, feeling so blessed and lucky, Zoe had no idea about the approaching nightmare, nor how close she was to almost losing her happily-ever-after, to losing ever

she reprimanded seeming to break out of her reverie. Damn! That man must have really made an impression on her for Zoey Cooper was not easily impressed. If anything, Zoey was extremely choosy and had never found anyone up to her taste. Well, she did date many guys but no one had been important to her. According to her, they were all useless rich and boring distractions. She never committed. But seeing her flustered face right now, Rhea found her curiosity growing.

For a long time in my life, I have managed to be a better version of myself. To compensate those whom I’ve owed to. To retrieve what I’ve lost. I’m Zoe Ernest, a plain she-wolf, residing in the Red Moon pack with my mother. My mother is filled with excitement for my upcoming eighteenth birthday, as Drake and I have been in a relationship for nearly a year. Despite the widespread belief that we are a couple, many individuals hold doubts about the viability of our bond. Some disdainfully look upon me, while others reveal their jealousy. From their perspective, my mother and I, as newcomers to this pack for less than two years, seem ill-suited to ascend to Drake's elevated status. Indeed, he is

"But I can't help the way I feel about you. I still love you, Zendaya." Zendaya felt her heart skip a beat at his words, her mind racing with emotions. Could it be possible that Marceaux still cared for her after all these years? Before she could respond, Marceaux leaned in and kissed her, his lips soft and gentle. Zendaya felt a surge of desire and longing wash over her, and she responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck. Could he forgive her and give her another chance? The billionaire’s revenge would have to wait, for his heart was no longer cold. I don't think so….

The comments by the reporters were nice as they talked about what Felicity was able to achieve in her company and in the life of her children. Zoe leaned on the wall leading to the staircase and continued to watch him. She wanted to go to him and sooth but she knew quite well that and she and Aaron didn’t fancy each other much. As she made to take the stairs to her room, she heard his phone ring which he answered immediately.

But I can’t help but feel gutted. Zoe rises from her own perch and wraps her arms around me. “Don’t beat yourself up over this Azazel. You didn’t know. I know you didn’t know.” She mutters, laying her head under my chin. I tighten my arms around her and kiss the top of her head for comfort. “So now you know what I am and who I am to you.” I pull back from her arms and take her face in my hands. “Tell me what you’re thinking?” I whisper with uncertainty. Zoe bites her lips and brushes her fingers behind my neck with a distracted look. My hand tightens on her face pulling her flush against me. My lips hover over hers in a sensual tease as I whisper. “Tell me.” Her eyes glaze as they focus on m

she said, getting up from the bed and rushing to the shower to bath. Damn! Bad timing father in law! I wanted to do her right after she pleasured me with her mouth like that. It was by far the best blow job I had ever had. Whilst I lay on the bed, Lewis mind-linked me and I was a bit pissed at first but later softened up when I heard how broken he sounded. He asked to leave for a while and I agreed. I just hope he would find a mate of his own and move on. Zoe left the shower and grabbed a pair of black shorts and a white tee, putting them on. I just watched her as I admired her.

My plan was working; he must regret leaving me. Christian leaned down, his lips close to my ear. “He’s staring.” “Good,” I said. “Let him.” “Now, let's make him want you,” he said. Before I could ask what he meant, he brought me closer in a manner that made hearts melt in ecstasy and kissed me in a manner that made me want more. Julian approached, fake smile in place. “Zoey,” he said. “I didn’t expect …” “Christian,” my escort interrupted smoothly. “Her fiancé.”

When it ended, he lay down beside her, pulling her to his chest. Zoey cried softly. Not from pain. But from something overflowing that she couldn't name. Victor said nothing. He just held her. And so they stayed. Lying down. Naked. Real. Recorded. But untouched by the world. The End.