NICHOLAS“Is this what you wanted?” My neck turns to my left as I ask Scott who is sitting next to me and sipping on his crimson wine. My eyes lazily gaze up at him and I feel bored even though I am surrounded by a crowd of young people with so much energy in their bodies. The music is blasted around us on which they are swaying their bodies. Everything around me screams enjoyment but I am not into it. Scott looks at me as his hand pulls the wine glass down. He puts it down on the table standing in front of us. A lazy smirk grazes over his red wet lips as he answers me, “Yes but no, buddy!” He giggles and his head falls forward before he pulls himself back and giggles again. What’s happening to him? He seems possessed!“I wanted you to enjoy here, Nik. You’ve got the fucking job, and what excuse do you need to be happy?” He raises his brows, throwing his head back so it is resting on the headrest of the settee comfortably. “I know.” I sigh, running my eyes around and feeling nothi
JULIEI take a shower and come out of the bathroom. My wet feet would fall on the creamy doormat in the middle of the floor, due to which the droplets slipping down from my body moistened it. I could care less about it. I make my way into my dark room and my hand reaches to turn the lights on. The room lightens with a warm orange glow, covering each corner of my room. Most of the things in my room are pink, peach and white so the orange color makes them look like they have been sunbathing. Walking to the closet, I take out a pair of hunter-green sweatpants with a white jacket. I pull out a white tank top to wear inside the jacket and put them on to leave the room after making my hair and turning the lights off. In the kitchen downstairs, I see my dad filling a cup of coffee for himself. He looks at me and passes me a smile before uttering, “Good morning, princess.” “Good morning, dad.” I make my way to him and press a kiss against his cheek before taking a seat beside him. He join
JULIEWell my new professor has a good voice, no doubt about it. His deep voice is like a thick honey to comfort anyone when it descends from their throat, and it is even better to listen to him while looking at the change outside the window. The weather is very nice. The trees standing outside are shedding their leaves at a slow speed, colliding with the gusts of wind. The sun is also hiding behind the clouds. Winter is on the doorstep, it is clearly visible. And I love every season. Keeping my face on the palm, I cannot get tired of looking at the open sky. “Ms. Dawson!” I want to fly in such a big sky. I wish I had wings, I could fly through this window. “Ms. Dawson!” And I also like this sound coming from behind. I would like to record it and keep it with me. “Ms. Julie Dawson!!” I hurriedly got up, my head snapped with the speed of light as my widened eyes took a look at the person who just yelled at me. A hiss escaped my lips after I heard a cracking sound and no doubt
JULIE"Blue!" My palms turned into fists as I leaned closer and whispered into her ear. She is sitting right before me. "Yeah?" She whispers back. Her head comes closer to me as she leans back, giving more attention to my rant than Mr. Fransisco's lecture. "You know I saw Mr. Taylor in the cafe," I say and she hums, asking me to continue. "His eyes… god, his eyes glowed!""Did they?" She whispers back and I notice her eyebrows pulling together as she tries to focus on what I am telling her. "How's it possible, by the way? Did you see his eyes under the light? Then they're bound to glow, stupid," she adds and giggles in the end, bowing her head and hiding her stretched lips behind her palm. I sigh. "Come on, I'm not that stupid!" I complain and she giggles again, the sound coming hushed. "And his eyes are dark, for your kind information. They can shine only under the sunlight," I tell her with a roll of my eyes which she can not see. I do not care. "Good logic, but still, Jules, i
JULIEI come out of the car as I kiss my dad goodbye. I make my way to my classroom and find my dear cousin Blue standing at the door. I spread my arms wide as I welcomed her for a hug. She jumped in my embrace and hugged me tightly. Her strawberry scent meets my nostrils and I smile unconsciously. "It's good to see you smiling, Jules," she sighs, pulling away. My arms let go of her figure and I scan her outfit which I find pretty later. She always dresses up like an angel. Or I say just like Lolita. She is wearing a white knee-length dress with red small heart patterns. There is a pearl necklace wrapped around her neck and black shoes on her feet. I wonder if she is not into old men. "Thanks, you know I just can't stay sad all the damn time," I say as we walk into the classroom. The sound of my classmates' shouting falls in my ears and I turn my eyes and see that my classmates are playing with fun by throwing and catching something. Jeremy is also one of them. That thing comes fl
JULIE"Dad," I say quietly, averting my gaze as soon as he lifts his gaze to me. "Yes?" He asks. As I peer up at him, I notice his brow is cocked and his face has turned towards me. The volume of the TV had turned down already as soon as I called him. "Um… actually Mr. Taylor wants to meet you tomorrow morning." I dare to look up at him and see his face frowning a bit. There is a slight layer of disappointment on his face. I can't bear it already. "Jules, what did you do today?" I squeeze my eyes shut just as his voice drops down, sudden amazement bothers him. It is a matter of great shame that at the age of eighteen, the teacher has to complain about me — call my dad. "I… I spaced out." He sighs. It was as if he expected this from me. Because getting carried away in my thoughts is not something new. Dad got many such complaints that instead of studying in class, I was lost in my thoughts. "Guess what? I expected it, Jules. Well, I'll definitely go see Mr. Taylor. He has come n
JULIEMr. Taylor's appearance in the morning made me suddenly remember that I do not have to sit at the back of the class. Because he wanted me to sit in front of him, I had to sit at the first desk in the classroom. But I never thought that Blue would already be found sitting on the desk next to mine. "Morning, Jules!" She chirps like always, looking like a sunflower in this yellow short dress that reaches her mid-thighs. I have to admit that the girl has sexy legs, unlike mine, fatty and ugly. I do not like my thighs at all. And about my hips, I cannot even glance at them because the wide embarrassing size of them makes me whimper right there. Even today I did not want to wear this little white dress, but it was the dress my father had given me on my seventeenth birthday — that is, last year. And I have not even touched this dress since then. My father could not understand this insecurity of mine, so he got me such a lovely dress. But I could not keep this dress decorated forever
JULIEI step out. I look back ahead and see my dad leaning against the wall. He had his hands stuffed into the pocket of his trousers and he was waiting for me. I begin to walk towards him. I ignore the look the girls around us give to my dad. I know. I know my dad is handsome but they do not have to make it obvious. But thank God, my father is blessed with confidence so nothing affects him. As he senses my presence, he turns to look at me and grins. "Dad!" I jump into his arms as he wraps them around my waist, pulling me closer. His manly scent engulfs me and I love it the most. But nowadays, Mr. Taylor's scent is working more furiously on me. I find it extremely attractive, I won't lie to myself at least. "I'm so happy to see you here!" I add as I pull myself away, now standing right in front of him, grinning like always. I am the happiest around him. "Me either. The meeting was over. Thought to see you before leaving." He shrugged, and I noticed his smile fading away. I sigh a
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