JULIE"Yeah, sure, it'd be appreciated!" I complete before I sneeze once again. After he confirms that I agreed, he moves to leave the car, taking an umbrella from the seat behind. I sneeze once again into my handkerchief and look outside through the window. He goes to the back of his car and brings out a shirt as I notice it. Cool, so he has a wardrobe in his car. I cannot be more impressed with this man. He is so managed. He comes inside and gives me the white shirt. The fabric is cotton as I recognize it by the touch. Even the shirts he wears daily are cotton shirts. Well, I decide not to pay much attention to the type of fabric he uses for his shirt and move to remove my knapsack from my lap. He quickly turns away and I am glad that I did not have to ask him that. The windows of his car are tinted so I do not have to care about them as well. I move my hands behind my back and release a knot. I pull the straps down and then remove the dress. All the while, my eyes keep glancing
JULIE"Whose shirt are you wearing, Jules?" My dad asks, cocking his brow at me. I sigh and plod over to the couch and flop on it with a tired sigh while I throw my knapsack and the bag on another couch. "It's Mr. Taylor's shirt, dad," I say, almost tiredly. I rest my head against the headrest of the couch and take a deep breath. "Oh," he nods in realization, "Did he come to drop you off?" He asks again and I give him a nod, turning my head in his direction. He looks slightly worried and I do not find the reason. "Yeah, because the Bradley siblings already left. I checked your text late, dad. So Mr. Taylor gave me the ride. I was already wet so he let me have his shirt, too," as I continue to tell him, he keeps nodding on what I say which makes me notice that he is willing to know the reason, and so, I continue with my story, "He has a wardrobe in his car, dad!" He chuckles, shaking his head. I chuckle with him but a question pops into my brain which my tongue lets flow out. "But
NICHOLASI slide open the window of my mate's room and cannot help but sigh when I notice that she does not even close the window of her room.Though I know she lives in a high-class society where stealing is not possible but it is not impossible either. And she is not even a bit afraid. Cool, I wanted my mate just like that. But I won't even like her pushing herself into trouble out of curiosity and misunderstanding that she can fight any problem. Well, it is not the time to run my mind and skip the time. I am here to look at her. Just a glance and nothing more. I step inside carefully, not wishing to make noise, and wake her up. I do not want her to scream when she sees me intruding on her room like a darn thief. As soon as I am inside her room, I let the window of her room stay open and look around, checking her room leisurely. I am not surprised to find it white and pink. Just like she is in reality. She looks like a nymph already so I am not surprised to see her choice of dec
JULIE"Well, thanks, dad! Once again I wanna say that you're the best daddy in the world!" I utter with a grin on my lips and my dad just smiles. Like an angel, he smiles. That smile is short but beautiful, one that he passes whenever he sees me or when I am going somewhere. "Because I've gotten the best daughter in the world," he says and leans in to kiss my cheek. This time, he does it. "Aww, thank you! Well, I need to go now! Mr. Taylor's must be waiting for me," while saying that, I cringe inwardly because I know it can have different meanings as well. Dad chuckles, nodding his head. "Yeah, sure! Have a great day then!" He waves his hand and I get out of the car. I wave him goodbye and then make my way inside. Blue and Jeremy are already waiting for me. She is wearing a red one piece and Jeremy is dressed up in jeans and a white shirt. Wow! Ever since Mr. Taylor wore blue jeans and a white shirt, this has become my favorite outfit on men. Every man or guy looks good in it but
JULIEWhen he enters the class, abandoning poor Ms. Hudgens behind, all of us greet him. He greets back and goes to put his stuff on his desk. I watch his every move and so does Jeremy. We wait for Mr. Taylor to grab his chair but he just drags it under the table and stands straight, eyeing each of us. This is his habit. He is setting a target but what is the use? His target is just me. "You," he points out and I follow his gesture. Margaret — she is the target this time. I blink briefly and keep chewing on my gum. "Sir?" She asks, clueless, just like us. And there behind her, Nicole is snickering. I do not think there is anything funny. Maybe she is mentally disturbed. Why does he not scold Nicole and her swine gang? "What's your name?" "Margaret, sir." "Margaret, this is just morning, besides, I don't allow my students to have lunch or breakfast in my class." Wow, what a cool and ruthless teacher he is! "Okay, sir." She takes a tissue paper from her bag and puts it before he
JULIE"Look here," he says and I listen to him carefully. I try not to zone out while listening to him, though his deep voice starts to work on me magically. It soothes my nerves and I want to keep listening to him forever. There will be no end of my satisfaction yet he would be enough for me. Well, having him as my future partner is not a bad plan at all, right? I would live with him if he tried not to scold me every time. But with that amazing fresh scent lingering around his body, I can forgive his angry side, too. I would be a wife like 'whatever you say, honey' because I know he will convince me easily. I sigh, putting my face in my palm as I perch my elbow on the table placed in front of me. Life with Mr. Taylor would be amazing, no? But I cannot believe I am thinking about my future with him. He is an ass, I won't lie. He keeps scolding me like I am a darn immature kid who needs to learn even how to walk or knock. But with that attractive personality, he can earn my forgiven
JULIEWith that way of beholding me or staring at me, I thought he would say something to me — more like scream something to me in his loud and deep voice, so I stayed silent, looking back into his eyes, not daring to look away once I looked deep into them. The silence between us feels great but makes me nervous at the same time. I am not able to understand what is the look he is giving me because maybe this is just the mask that he wears usually. As I start feeling comfortable under his gaze, our moment is interrupted by some footsteps approaching us and then a female voice that runs to converse with Mr. Taylor. "What's that, Ms. Hudgens?" He asks calmly, looking away from me, giving that lady the attention. Never in my life had I felt this disappointment when someone averted their gaze from me. I feel like Ms. Hudgens came to ruin that peaceful moment between us though I understood nothing from his mysterious gaze. Yet I cannot help but frown bitterly, looking down because Ms. Hu
JULIEWhen I do not speak, he starts telling me everything. "Ms. Hudgens had our test papers and I stole them. Look, now we already know the questions. We will study them and get good marks. Then no one will be able to fail us!" He grins and I cannot help but roll my eyes. That was a bad idea. And I am not shocked to know that this is Jeremy's idea. His head can cook any plans. "Hey, Jules! Please, don't do it! You're the only one I've told about this. Blue doesn't even know that I have the damn test paper. If I had told her, she would have gone and complained about me or would have started scolding me midway. You won't—" he is about to complete when I show him my palm, interrupting him. "What you did was wrong, Jer, I'll tell you the same; return the question paper. We'll study hard and get good marks. We don't have to steal a paper and cheat!" I tell him quietly, wishing he would understand that language because I know Jeremy tends to run away when someone yells at him. This is w
EPILOGUE.JULIE.It has been five years of our marriage and life has only become beautiful with my partner. Nick. We have a two-year- old baby girl. Her name is Narois. Yeah, the name is given by Nick only. It means flower. Nick's favourite flower. Well, he never liked flowers but the day Narois was born, he found difficulty in holding her. Only because she was so delicate and little. She was pink. She was sleeping and Nick never knew how to hold something or someone very delicately so he first made a few kinds of positions but when I yelled at him — only because I was worn out and Nick was busy doing a dance of his awkward positions — he silently stood straight and held out baby. But even at that time, he was afraid of hurting her. Seriously, I was melting at that time. At that moment, I realised he was going to be her hero, her king and the best father in the world for her. I squirm when I feel a soft and small touch on my face and neck. I squeeze my eyes shut and hum at my bab
165| So Much Love.Julie.I take a deep breath after we are home. I plop onto the bed and close my eyes. Soon, I hear the sound of the door opening and then he steps in my direction. I keep my eyes closed. He comes and sits next to me. He then leans in and kisses my forehead. I smile. He then moves back and then lies next to me. We stay like that for a moment before I get up and start unzipping my gown. The windows of our room are already closed. I am a bit tired but not too tired. There is an orange glow in our room and I know he knows what I am doing right now. After I come out of my huge and heavy gown, I remove other accessories and there I see Nick opening his eyes and then sitting on the bed, looking at me intensely. "I promised," I say, lowering my gaze and going to him. He smiles. "I'm glad you remember, baby." He then pulls me towards him. I stumble upon his lap as he pulls me unexpectedly. My palms land on his shoulders and my knees bend on either side of his body. I
164| Mending Relationship With Dad .NICHOLAS .Sometimes my Julie is unpredictable. She asks something suddenly and catches me off guard. Even tonight she is thinking about someone else. Even tonight she is not selfish — asking me to have a conversation with my arrogant dad and solve everything between us. I huff at the thought. How did she think I would be doing it for her? Yes, of course, she trusts me the most after her dad. She trusted me that I will talk to my dad but honestly if even today he tried to be an asshole, I am going to leave him. Yes, I will. I am not kidding anymore. I come out of the huge hotel, in which we decided to arrange the ceremony. I search for my dad and I do not find him anywhere. I go to the backside of the hotel where there is a huge park and it is decorated perfectly. I run my eyes around and spot that old man — my dad sitting on a bench, looking at somewhere absent-mindedly. I walk to him, adjusting the lapels of my jacket. I stand behind him,
163| We Are Married Now . JULIE . Everything went well. We are a wedded couple now. I am standing inside the hall, with my husband Nicholas Taylor. He is dressed up in a black tuxedo, looking so charming and hot at the same time. He is looking elegant. I can't take my eyes off him. He is looking devilishly handsome. His jet black hair is gelled back and his eyes are gleaming with happiness. He is happy. Me too. I am smiling at the guests around us. The hall is filled with them. My ring finger is shining brightly with a diamond ring that is put on by Nick — the love of my life. "Finally," he sighs after a lady leaves. I giggle under my breath at his reaction. The lady was his mother's sister and she talks a lot. She annoyed Nick by asking him questions non-stop. "You're way too tired, no?" I ask, putting my hand on his shoulder. I adjust the border of his lapel and smile at him. He smiles back at me. His lips are red due to sipping wine that is in his hand. He is twirling
162| Wedding Shopping!.JULIE.She giggles and snuggles her face close to my chest as I sit next to dad. He gives me a warm smile as he asks, "How was your day princess?" "It was good, dad. I met their Alpha Atlas. And surprisingly dad, he's one of the shareholders of your company." I tell him as I look down at my baby sister and play with her, rocking in my arms and kissing the tip of her nose. She giggles, making grabby hands to hold the collar of my shirt. Her warm and smooth touch meets my neck. I giggle, unable to stop myself. She is so cute! "Atlas Myles Rozell? Is he a werewolf, too?" My dad's eyes widen as he asks me. I laugh at his reaction, nodding my head and saying, "Yes! Atlas Myles Rozell is a young businessman, holding the position of a shareholder in your company. I was also surprised to meet him. I mentioned you to him and he agreed on your company's profit share. You give him a very handful amount, dad!" I grin at him. He grins back, saying, "Yeah, we do." "
161| We Are Going To Get Married Soon.JULIE.Three years have passed since our relationship. Meanwhile, our relationship has only grown, its strength has grown and so has the love between us. I finished my studies and internship during this time and now I am a manager in a company. Nick's side has always been with me. Like my father, he always supported me. Where I was wrong, he corrected me and where my path was clear and better, he encouraged me to move forward. Meanwhile, I will never forget the contribution of both my father and Nick in my life. Now I am also successful like my father. Nick has also brought promotion in his professor's job three times in three years. With such progress, he will very soon become the President of that university. It was good news when he told me that. We celebrated together. We had dinner together and had a lot of fun at that time. He is humble and hardworking. What could stop him like that? But in the meantime, he never received a message f
160| I Will, Don't Worry.JULIE.I found myself in his room when I got up. He must have taken me back. I know. I remove the blanket and walk downstairs. I find him serving us dinner and when he looks up at me, he smiles at me. Good that his mood is fine now. And then we have dinner together. ——〃♡♡〃——It is the middle of the night or maybe around it. I do not know because I am busy receiving what he is giving to me. I am lying on the cold floor of his room, naked. And even though it is cold, I can't feel its coolness because of the sweat covering my body and heat emerging out of us due to our lovemaking. Our clothes are scattered around the room. He is hovering over me and pounding into me ruthlessly by holding my thighs apart. The pain is too much in my hips but the pleasure he is giving to me overwhelms that. His cock is drilling deep inside me and he is moaning and grunting with me. With his each thrust, my body jerks up and my boobs bounce. His eyes darken in lust and he stop
159| She's A Human!.JULIE."So when did you guys meet?" Grace asks excitedly. "When I left the place, mom," he says and I notice Nolan listening to him carefully. "And you didn't even tell me? That's so painful, Nick!" She shows fake pain, palming her chest dramatically. I smile at her joyful nature. She is indeed cute. And that's how they start speaking with each other. I just hope Nick's father will accept our relationship. That's another problem in our relationship after two years. "Yeah, I was actually occupied with many things," he says normally but I feel like he is trying to cover up because I can feel the tension in his body. Nolan secretly steals a glance at Nick as he says, "Still." He rolls his eyes. Oh no, what is the problem with this son and father? Nick's jaw clenches suddenly and he abruptly says, "Of course, still I didn't want to. Didn't want to after you were —" and before he can say further, I quickly squeeze his hand which is under mine, whispering his na
158| Is She Your Mate?.JULIE.She gives Nick a very beautiful smile and soon she comes to hug him. He hugs her back but still, he does not leave my hand. "I missed you so much, my love!" She says, pulling back. Nick smiles at her, saying, "Me too, mom." The lady then looks at me, asking, "Is she your mate?" Her eyes squint a bit when she asks Nick but her attention stays on me. I stare back, bile forming in my throat due to nervousness as well as excitement. Nick's mom is really beautiful. She looks cute, too. She is wearing a white knee length dress that hugs her curves perfectly. Her hair is tied neatly in a French bun. His father also looks great in his formal attire and they look so elegant together that I feel like a sack of potatoes in front of them. Their son is not less, by the way. Nick also has a great sense of style. "Yes. She is the one," Nick says in his deep mesmerizing voice. His arm snakes around my waist and he slightly pulls me closer. "Hello," I say, resist