Andrea didn't know what all it meant. She thought for once she was in a mess and will fund herself being sorrowful but the reserve is the case. How on earth did she meet this gem on a guy that made her cum all through the night. And now she feels like his should end. She would ask Adrian if she could have a week with him in his home but that will be subject to Adrian's choice because She will always accept the offer. No matter how many times he wants.
The mate thing was taking some getting used to, Andrea thought as she and Adrian stalked through the forest near sunset on the day of the full moon. One minute she'd be concentrating on work or trying to figure out more of the whole werewolf thing, the next she would be panting, draped over Adrian's desk, or his couch, or the back seat of her car, or on the roof of the Berge with him plunging himself into her relentlessly. Part of her hoped it eventually slowed down just a little, but most of her had never been so satisfie
Hearing him only brought one thought to my mind. He is a big fat liar. He is an Alpha who ran his pack, how then can he not have control over his people to do whatever he likes. I just didn't want to get waiting for any more before I get emotional. I had lost my job because of Adrian and I knew there was no chance for me to plea because I had exceeded the deadline. Adrian didn't care about that, perhaps he got what he wanted. The sex. I wanted it too but I want it to last forever.I got up from the bed, to take a quick bath. Staring at him made me furious but I had to control my temper. He must have been saying the truth but I didn't care anymore. I don't think he would expect me to have such patience and wait till I get to see him when the ritual is to hold. I picked my car keys and walked out of the door. I didn't want to see him again not because I hate him now but I feel so connected to him that I didn't t want to stay a day away from him. But I have to
Who would ever think I could be in a stranger home for much longer like I did. Three days. That's how long I have been staying at Jeff's place. I did nothing but do some of his household chores and sometimes, gardening. He would plead with me not to litter or stress myself but I thought it is not courtesy to be in his home and not help not with and chores. The weeds are slowly eating up the spaces for the flowers. I wonder if he has someone who does this for him. Every part of his mansion shows how busy a businessman he is. He nearly had time to tend his garden. Jeff was out of the house for two days. He was not kidding when he said he's not always home. He rarely goes home. The last time I've seen him is two days ago. He bought some groceries before telling me that he's out of the country for a week for a business venture. And now, I'm bored.
The next day, I woke up early and started to clean the living room. It was only five in the morning and I guess, he won't be up yet. After all, he came from a flight and I think he is exhausted. After cleaning, I went on to cook some breakfast. I made some toasts and cooked bacon and eggs. I don't know what he likes for breakfast but the last time we were together, he cooked pancakes. I was humming a song I heard from the music channel yesterday when the front door burst open. Surprised and nervous at the same time, I turned to the door only to see Jeff's topless body dripping in sweat. He's panting and from the looks of it, he went out for an early job. He smiled at me as he walked to the fridge to get a bottle of water. "You were early," he commented before drinking.
Jeff took a cart and we started walking inside the huge supermarket. "What's your favorite food?" he asked me while we were walking along the meat section. I can't keep my eyes on one rack because everything seemed so delicious. "Any" I replied but my eyes are fixed on the sirloin in front of me. Jeff stopped and stood beside me. "We'll take four kilos of this," he told the staff in charge as I noticed him pointing at the sirloin in front of me. I blinked and turned to him, confused. "Why are you getting four kilograms?" He shrugged. "When I cooked meat before, I noticed that you liked it. So, I'm buying a lot," he replied. "And besides, I don't go to groceries often. I need to stock up." He sounded so sure of himself so I let him. I nodded and waited with him until the four kilograms of meat were ready. We con
Jeff was walking too fast while holding my hand. Itseemed like he wants to leave the mall as fast as he could."Jeff," I called him, already panting because I need to keep up with his long strides. He finally stopped and looked at me. I took my hand back and glared at him. "I need to breathe," I said.He immediately looked guilty. He took something out of his pocket and handed me a white handkerchief. "Here," he said. "You're sweaty."I frowned but accepted the hanky and used it to wipe my sweat. "Sorry, but why did you walk out on her like that?" I asked him. I am curious. It's obvious that Melissa is one of his women and I am not going to judge him on that. Our AlphaS Xavier had a lot of girls, too, to the point that I have realized that all rich men are like that.Jeff sighed and gave me a look as if asking me why I had to ask that question. I
I walked down the stairs and saw Jeff already in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. I looked at the clock and saw that it's only six in the morning. I woke up later than usual today because of the movie marathon last night.I cleared my throat as I approached him, making him turn to me. He smiled. "Oh, you're up," he said before transferring the bacon strips from the pan to the plate. I turned to the table and saw that he already prepared everything. I suddenly feel guilty. He's got a meeting up today and here I am, waking late and couldn't even prepare breakfast for him before he goes to work.Jeff nodded at me. "Come on. Let's eat breakfast," he said as he placed the plate on the table and pulled his chair.I pursed my lips and just followed him. I sat in my place and started eating. "I'm sorry I didn't wake up early," I told him.
I stared at the phone on my bed. Jeff asked me to browse its features while he prepared us dinner. He also told me to capture some photos from the garden.I can't believe I'll be able to hold a phone like this. Even Leinart and the elites from my pack have this. Well, I have never seen them own one, She's probably going to boast it to the whole school.That's how she is as a person.I remember when she boasted that she has a brand-new laptop. We were preparing for the script of the play we're in but didn't have a laptop to type and print it. Leinart sounded like a hero because she let us borrow hers. But I know for a fact that she only wants to gloat.I shook off that memory and just smiled as I grabbed my phone. I opened the photo gallery and stared at the stolen photo I took of Jeff while he's cooking. Even with his back and turned
I was skeptical the next morning. I intentionally got out of bed late because I don't know if I still have the face to show him after what happened last night.I shut my eyes and groaned at the memory of last night. I dug my own grave on that one. I regret going down to get some milk. It didn't do anything good to me anyway. I still couldn't sleep. I was awake until five in the morning. What I had was just a simple three-hour nap. And I refused to get out of bed until it was already nine in the morning.I sighed and lazily dragged my feet downstairs when I heard Jeff's voice."What do you mean they trespassed?" he is practically yelling but in a controlled voice. Even from meters away, I can sense that he's angry at whoever is speaking to him on the phone. "What?! Fine. I'll go there later today."
"Do you like it?" Jeff asked me as we watched the sunset from the lake. "We must go on more vacations in the future." I smiled and shrugged. "Will you waste a lot of money on a fake marriage with me?" I asked him, chuckling weakly. " I don't want to make you poor." I kidded and he laughed. "Make me poor?" he asked in disbelief. He held my hand and pulled me closer to him. "Do you think several simple vacations would make me broke?" His eyes were on me, reflecting the light from the setting sun. I shrugged. "Did you think I would be worth all the money you're spending?" "Why won't you be?" he asked me back. "You're my wife.""But not your real mate," I countered. "I am only here for you for six months. You should go on and hurry up in finding your rightful mate before our contract expires." I wanted to be very honest with him because sometimes, I feel like he's doing too much for me. Even though my heart is beginning to long for him. Morgan, Adrian I have met b
Dior was smirking at me when Jeff and I came back to the packhouse. Apparently, we won't be having a honeymoon because Jeff is busy with his company and with some matters involving his pack. It's okay with me. It's not like I want us to be alone on a vacation. Thinking about what could happen sends shivers to my spine."How was your wedding night?" she asked me while munching on an apple.I sighed and sat beside her on the couch. "It was okay, Ireplied nonchalantly as I stretched my hand on my lap.I heard her sighing before folding her left knee to face me. "What do you mean it was okay?" she asked eagerly. "Did he…" she wriggled her brows at me.I pursed my lips and sighed deeply. "No," Hied. "So please, let's just go around the property today. Are you busy? "I wanted to change the topic because there is no way I am going to open up about what happened for the past two days. I already know that a fish gets caught in the mouth and I am nowher
Jeff eyes are on mine while he reached for the shower knob. I was still dizzy and unstable. But I didn't know if it was the alcohol that's taking over or just him.I stood naked in front of him but instead of feeling awkward, I feel excited. He's topless in front of me, showing his majestic, perfectly-sculptured muscles, it's not the first time that I'm seeing him like this but the mere fact that he's only inches from me while naked ignited a fire in my system.I swallowed hard when my eyes trailed down on the huge bulge on his bovers. It's already making me curious as to how huge it would be when it's freed.I stopped. saint. What am I thinking?I mentally shook my head while scolding myself before looking back into Jeff's eyes. He's staring at me intently like I am the only thing worth looking at. His gaze is so intense that I can feel my knees giving up on me anytime soon."Are you okay?" he asked in a hoarse whisper before turning the shower on
The reception was fun. Everyone was congratulating us and my facial muscles were so tired from too much smiling. Jeff was just nodding at everyone.I didn't expect the reception to be like this. The garden in Jeff's mansion looked so different from the garden I fixed. There were white curtains everywhere. There were also sunflowers in every table. It's wonderful.I looked at Jeff who was already glaring at me because I am holding a wine glass. I frowned at him, "It's our wedding reception. And besides, it's only one glass and I'm even with you."He leaned to my ear. "The last time you were drunk with two glasses." He reminded me with conviction like he's scolding me.I rolled my eyes and drank the whole glass. "Nothing willhappen tonight," I assured him. He smirked. "Oh, I wish there will be," he retorted before drinking all the wine. I glared at him and he just shrugged. He looked at the guests and started smiling and nodding at them.We had a few
"You look stunning," Dior said as she looked at me from the mirror. She's holding a make-up brush while smiling at me widely, proud of what she's done to my face and my hair. She's my maid of honor and she was also in charge of my hair and makeup. Aside from being a designer, she also has a certification on makeup and hairstyling. She trained for months and had done side jobs related to this. I stared at myself in the mirror, couldn't believe that I look like this. The make-up wasn't excessive and exaggerated but it's just enough to accentuate all of my features. My hair - is in a French braid with loose strands gelled together, falling on either side of my face. "I cannot wait to see you in your wedding gown," she giggled as she fixed her make-up. She only left her brush and loose powder for touch up later on. "Amanda is waiting for you. Go and wear your gown." She looked at her wristwatch." It's almost three. You have to be there at three-thirty or Ambrose will
Dior sighed. "Babe, you just drank two glasses. Don't tell me you're already drunk?" she asked in a disappointed tone. I shook my head. "I'm just dizzy." I replied as I felt my whole world spinning around. "Shit," she cussed. "Alpha's going to kill me." I heard her say before pulling me up to take me somewhere. I was struggling to walk properly because of my wavy vision. I just realized that we're inside the restroom when I heard the water running down the faucet with Dior trying to wipe my face with a wet handkerchief. I took the cloth from her and did it myself.. "I can't believe someone would get tipsy over two glasses of wine, Wine!" she exasperated. "I never thought I'd meet someone with a low alcohol tolerance rate as you." I groaned and gargled. "Are we going home?" I asked her. She rolled her eyes before dialing a number. "Hello, Jeff," she started and my eyes widened. I wanted to stop her but I am still dizzy and I still can't stand strai
"Mom is meeting us the same cafe you met with Samantha later," he said, changing the topic. "Do you want to stop over somewhere before we go there?"I shrugged. "I have nothing in mind," I replied as ! continued eating. "What about you?" I asked him."I want to check the house first," he said. "I have been absent from work for days, too. Maybe we should drop by the office first before heading over the cafe."I nodded. "Sure." There's nothing I can do to stop him anyway. And besides, there's nothing wrong with it. He's probably taken a leave at work and he needs to prepare for our wedding. Who knows what could be happening in their company? And that's what we did. After eating breakfast, we immediately drove to his mansion. I went to check on the flowers in the garden. It's been two days since I last came here so I decided to water them quickly. I worked so hard to keep them alive. They can't die on me now. I had fun talking to them sometimes.Jeff came do
Rosemary was humming when we were inside the car. "Did you have anything in mind for your wedding dress?" she asked me."I shook my head when in reality, I have already thought about how my wedding would be like-simple and intimate. I only want a few people, the only people who mean so much to me and my groom, to come and witness it. We'll eat, celebrate and play at the reception. No elegant dresses. No expensive gifts. Just me, my groom, our family, and friends.I smiled weakly and wondered if Rosemary would consider my opinion.She smiled and held my hand, "I know this is all so quick to you and I'm sorry that I hadn't given you the room to breathe and process all of these in your system. But I'm sure that my son will treat you well," she told me. "He may look strong and authoritative but he's a sweet boy.I bit my lip and nodded. I know that Jeff is a sweet boy. I've seen him since the day he helped me. Something must have changed in the way I look at
I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror. I am wearing an orange silk nightgown for the first time in my life because that's the only thing that I saw in the closet, aside from some branded dresses.I pouted as I walked out of the bathroom. Jeff was watching the television while sitting on the bedroom bench. He immediately turned to me and stared at me from head to foot.My cheeks immediately flushed, causing me to look down to my feet. "S-sorry. This is the only thing I saw in the closet." I started to explain."That's okay." I heard him say. "Dionessa didn't know what to buy so she just bought what she usually uses." I raised my gaze and looked at him. "You can go with her to shop tomorrow for the clothes you like."I nodded and walked towards the bed reluctantly.I stared at it and wondered if I'm sleeping in here. I stared at the couch and I