JULIE "Well, why do you want to keep chewing gums in my glass, Ms. Dawson?" He asks, now giving me his full attention. His eyes rest on me and I feel my cheeks heating up just by gaining his attention. Through that look, he can burn me alive. "Hm?" He urges me to say, leaning closer. I did not know that I was silent till now. I clear my throat and say, "Chewing gum distracts me. I… I have…" "Anxiety issues, I know, Ms. Dawson. Your father cleared it already. But the problem is, chewing gum distracts, as you said, yeah?" I give him a quick nod so that he continues, "And it distracts you from what I teach, so I have to scold you." I do not say anything. He sighs, adding, "And you're easily distracted, Ms. Dawson. When I'm teaching, I find you either looking out through the window or mumbling under your breath. Now, I have no other way than to yell at you and remind you of the ongoing class." He rests his elbow on the desk as he leans towards the table, adding, "I know you're good
JULIE"I prefer words better, Ms. Dawson." In reflex, I utter, "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir." Surprisingly enough, he smiles and quickly turns to face the window but he is too late. I saw that soft expression and I swear on my life, I loved every bit of it. "What time would you like to study?" He puts another question but I am not even a bit bored. I love his voice. He has that deep, amazing, hot, and alluring voice. "Is it good in the evening? Um… around five or six?" "You say." "Six?" "Okay, no problem." Thank God he asked my opinion because I have so many things to do after I am back home. From college onwards, I have had a habit of cleaning my skin. And it is very important that after college, I must come and take some rest. My brain gets tired of listening to lectures almost all day long. I need to take care of my beautiful face. "Will you come to my house or your house?" "At present, construction is going on in my neighborhood, so it will not be possible to be there becau
JULIE"I am going only because you have promised that you will give my mother an excuse for a late-night party, otherwise not just me, even my child wouldn't like to be taught by him!" Jeremy rolls his eyes, looking away from me. He has been giving me such scathing looks since yesterday because I have been trying to get him to agree to be taught by Mr. Taylor. Yes, because I was not a hundred percent sure whether Jeremy would want to study with him or not, even though my inner voice told me that Jeremy would not be even able to spend time with Mr. Taylor. "Your child? Do you have plans, Jer?" I am suddenly excited because I would surely like to see his kids. His children will definitely be naughty like him, but with green eyes like his, they will be able to become the dream prince of every girl in the world. Or if it is about his baby girl, then…"What plans? Won't I have kids if I want to marry someone after getting a job?" He chuckles, running a hand through hair, adding, "And i
Vote for the story if you like. Thanks :) -----×-------×------×------JULIE"Dad…" I trail off, flying into my father's arms which are spread wide for me. He grins, calling me, "Come, Jules!" I reach him and spring in his embrace. He quickly pulls me in and lifts me off the ground. Like a pathetic child who came back from school, I hurriedly wrapped my arms around his neck, chuckling with him. "Jules!" He utters, laughing when I pinch his cheeks. "Jules!" He duplicates into my ear which makes me shudder. Illogical, I stare at him and he calls my name one more time, yelling it into my ear so loud that I jerk up, opening my eyes wide and taking heavy breaths. My eyes run around and I find myself in my room, in my bed. I sigh, realizing it was a dream. Surprisingly, I can dream in the evening even while sleeping. Cool, I palm my face and a yawn escapes me. So lazy of me that I just slept after coming back. "Jules," my dad's voice interrupts me and I snap my head in his direction.
JULIE"Inthebathroom!" I say hurriedly, hissing after that. My eyes squeeze shut and I curse under my breath. He presses his lips together and I wonder for a moment if he understood what I said. He gets up and moves to my bathroom. So he got what I said. While he is inside, I look at my feet, finding my lacy bra there, and the strap is tangled in my toes. So this is how I tripped over the floor. I reach for my bra and at the same time, the door opens, revealing Mr. Taylor. I swiftly pull my undergarment behind my back, giving my full attention to him. He seems to notice it but does not interrupt me for which I am grateful. He comes to me and crouches down, putting the kit on the floor. He opens the kit and brings out a bandage from it. He separates it, staring at the bandage with amusement in his eyes, probably because of its pink color and white teddy patterns on it. I like them quite a lot, that is why I still have a collection of stuffed animals in my cupboard. Holding the band
JULIEDevil's brother-in-law. Mr Taylor was rightly named by Jeremy. He is really the devil's brother-in-law, or the actual devil, because I believe that I have made a deal with the devil, by listening to him like an obedient girl. Now I regret it a lot. I wish I had refused him. I wish I had refused to be taught by him because now my eyes fill with tears. I am probably going to cry in no time. "That's not it, Julie! Do it again!" He is yelling at me too much. So much that I have lost count on it. "Y-Yes, sir," I whisper, moving my pen and trying to solve the damn question but I cannot. I cannot solve even a bit of it because the formula is not fitting in my head. He waits for me, tapping his fingertip on his knee, showing he is getting impatient by the speed of my solving questions. "What the— you can't even solve it? What the hell are you doing here? Can't you see we have to put the value here, not there!" He grits out, putting his finger on the place where I have to put the
I woke up with a headache.My head throbs and my eyes are still heavy though I have cried enough. Okay, I believe I am a real crybaby but I cannot even blame my father for pampering me like a princess. I am his princess and he treats me like a flower, too. I hold my head and my eyes fall on the books spread across my bed. Some of them are lying on the floor, too. I must have kicked them down and I am guilty of that. Sighing, I bend down to hold my books and put them in their place. I leave my room after washing my face and go downstairs. I find my dad in the kitchen, preparing the dining table. He grins when he spots me coming to him. "Hey, princess! I was just coming to call you," he says and I reach him. He presses a kiss on my forehead and then pulls back, stretching out a chair for me. I sit there and decide to ask what I am dying to ask him. "Dad, did Mr. Taylor leave?" I do not look up at him because I get busy admiring the dishes he cooked. Especially lasagna. "Yes. One
JULIEToday I thought that I would apologize to him but the day is about to end and I did not even get a chance to see him properly.When he came to the class in the morning, he started studying straight away. Last night itself, I had prepared those questions, in fact, I did more than that, so I did not get interrupted in the middle, nor did I disturb him in the middle by zoning out. The class was over and I thought I would apologize to him after finding him alone, but Jeremy dragged me to the canteen, telling me on the way out that he had a much better day yesterday than he thought. He told me that whatever Mr. Taylor explained to him sitting alone, everything went easily in his skull. Mr. Taylor is not as bad a person as he thought. Jeremy also said that if he continues to understand this, he will definitely pass this year. I was very happy to hear from him but my day was completely different from his day. In fact, the difference between me and Jeremy was that I easily zone out
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