JULIEA week has passed. And this whole week I only practiced for my exams. Three more days passed. And in those three days, my remaining theory-based subjects were tested continuously and today is accountancy. I am nervous. I handled other subjects without my palms sweating but today, I think I am going to sweat down a river. Kidding! No, I am fresh. It is just that my nervousness has touched its peak. I pat my cheeks and take a deep breath. "Nervous?" Asks my dad from beside me. He is driving the car and I am sitting next to him, looking out through the window. "A bit," I say, my voice coming out very low. "Yeah, but don't worry, you'll handle it easily. I believe you," he smiles at me, patting my head by holding the steering wheel with one hand. "Dad! Please don't do this while driving!" I gape at him and he hurriedly pulls his hand back, handling the steering wheel. "Okay, princess!" He jokes but I am deadly serious right now. This is not a joke at all, especially when it
JULIEIt was an hour-and-a-half exam and the whole time I felt that Mr. Taylor was standing over my head. After the distribution of sheets, I gave my full focus to the questions. Although I found some questions difficult, while doing them, they also became easy to solve. Accountancy is not that difficult. Plus, having Mr. Taylor on my head while doing the paper was not too easy. He was making me nervous — making me feel like he was watching everything. He was taking care of everything, seeing how I am solving the questions. At the third question, he rushed to correct me but stopped himself from doing so. I could understand why he did not rush to help me. He is a professor, after all. He cannot bias a student. But I smiled when I saw his restlessness for me. I felt special. For a moment, I kept staring at him, walking back to his desk and keeping an eye on each student from there. I was overwhelmed to know Mr. Taylor was wanting to help me. When he found I was not solving the ques
JULIE"What?! It's good news, princess!" My dad chirps, grinning at me.I grin, just like him. I jump on the couch and sit next to him. I am very happy right now. Mr. Winter's surprise was indeed mind-blowing. "Yes, dad!" I look up at him, adding, "But Jer isn't going with us." A small pout comes on my lips as I tell him further. His eyebrow arches up in surprise as he stares at me for a moment. He holds the remote to control the volume as he lowers it. He then turns to look at me so he can ask the question. "Why not?" "He got eighty percent and the tour is for the students who got ninety percent." "Well, I knew you'd do well with Mr. Taylor. He seems like a very good and understanding man. I saw it the day he asked me to meet him. The man is impressive." Once again he is willing to praise Mr. Taylor but this time, I am not against it. Even I, too, want to praise him. He is indeed a good man. My father saw through him, I wonder why I could not. Because you are not a lawyer? My s
JULIEI thought I was going to have an amazing trip but I think Ms. Hudgens was sent to ruin it somehow. I sat with Blue and Mr. Taylor was sitting with Ms. Hudgens. From my seat, I could watch them easily. They were having small conversations in the middle. Although Mr. Taylor is not as talkative as Ms. Hudgens, Ms. Hudgens talks a lot, so every minute she was pulling my attention towards her, troubling Mr. Taylor. Mr. Taylor was answering her politely as usual but when he covered his eyes with a sleep mask, I understood that Mr. Taylor was not at all interested in talking to her. By the way, I knew this very easily, so why could not Ms. Hudgens know it easily? I am very surprised. If she could not understand even this little thing, then I think she still needs to learn a lot. Well, I do not care anymore. I was agonizing at my place while looking at them, and could not sit properly even for a moment, but seeing Mr. Taylor, my jealousy subsided. Now I can breathe a sigh of reli
JULIE"Julie?" He whispers and swims back to the edge. He pushes himself up out of the water and then sits on the edge while I walk to him silently. I do not do it on purpose. It is like my body has its own purpose when I am around him. I am always hypnotized by him when we are together. Alone. "I was not able to sleep," I say, shrugging my shoulders, "so I thought about coming here. I wasn't expecting anybody here." Upon listening to me, he just passes me a smile. "Sorry to break your expectations then," he chuckles, telling me. I chuckle, crouching down near him. "How can you go inside the pool in this cold?" I utter, looking at him. I sit next to him, releasing a sigh when I do not find the place wet there. My eyes accidentally catch a view of his black shorts. He is naked from above as I noticed already. And suddenly his presence makes me feel super hot. I feel my cheeks burning up at the sight of him so I immediately avert my gaze away. Looking anywhere but him. "It's fine f
JULIEIt is like life has left my body before re-entering it with surprise. I could not believe until now that Mr. Taylor would ever kiss me. I have always looked at his lips from a distance and have praised them in my heart and mind. I have guessed their tenderness by looking at their pinkish glow from a distance. But now by touching them – with my own lips – I can feel that they are just as soft as I had imagined. Rather softer than my imagination. As soft as the snow of the first December, as cool as the weather right now, as luscious as my favorite food, and as responsive as…A moan escapes me when he sucks on my bottom lip before taking it between his teeth and tugging on it gently. I lose my breath and my hands fly up to hold his shoulder for support. I kiss him back with the same fervor. He growls into my mouth, making me shiver in his hold. My heart skips a beat at that erotic sound and I know I am summoned to it shamelessly. We open our mouths and my tongue meets him, pus
JULIEThe next day comes and I decided to ignore Mr. Taylor under any circumstances or cost. I have decided that whether there is a storm or a tsunami, I will not even look at him. He hurt me a lot yesterday by giving a strange, lewd answer. Yes, for me, it was a lewd answer. I hated it too much! Who would not? After kissing me, and giving me a taste of those plump forbidden lips, he said we cannot do it because it is wrong. Because I am his student and he is my professor, he said it is wrong. He cares but me…Care, my ass! I am too hurt to even think about it. Seeing me doing make-up at the moment, no one will understand that I am newly depressed, I am feeling very sad, but this is the truth. There are some people who are very fond of showing their sadness — their depressed faces. It has become a trend to post this on social media, to forcefully draw out tears until the mascara and foundation start scattering down together, mixing into each other and making you look horrible but
JULIEHis kiss was fascinating. It was full of emotions. It made me feel thousands of things at the same time, in the exact place. His lips were soft. He was possessive. The way he held me was so amazing that I could feel butterflies dancing in my stomach. I knew the sparks that erupted under my skin took the form of fire burning within me. He made me feel giddy and peaceful at the same time. I knew what I was doing yet I found myself lost in him, in his kiss, in his touch that set my body on fire. And at that time, I did not even care about how people around us were reacting as they saw us kissing but I knew for sure that I was loving, enjoying, and falling for every bit of it. But we had to pull apart. "Why did you stop?" "Is it a place to do this all?" "Well, right!" He said that because he looked around us and indeed we got almost everybody's attention there. But in my eyes, I found it too romantic to let it go at that time. Imagine yourself kissing your crush — the man of d
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