Maria couldn't wipe the smile off her face. She was so happy, that after a really long time, her husband had made love to her.She smiled when she remembered how passionately he had kissed her, how he had thrusted inside her and how he had made her lose her senses with his potent aroma.She screamed excitedly, hugging the pillow on the bed.In his study, Mateo was drowning himself in whiskey and in the beauty of another woman. He'd seen her just recently but it felt as though it had been weeks. His mind missed her, his body missed her, his heart missed her.The first few days after she left, he told himself that there was nothing special about her.That she wasn't anything more than a lucky whore who happened to catch his eye.But the heart knows what it wants.And the heart wanted her.This woman had captivated him from the very first day.He recalled when he watched her dance, her sensuality was more apparent than it had ever been.Her slight frame, her long, flowing hair that bare
They were classy and wealthy women and they liked to show off. So when Julia and Natalia arrived the restaurant, they looked for a seat in the front. They spotted a table that looked very attractive. It was well-lit with candles all around and a delicious looking salad and fruit displayed on the table.They didn’t hesitate. It was a table for two, so they grabbed their coats and rushed to the table to claim their seats. It was a quiet Sunday night, so there wasn’t anyone else around. “Wow!” Natalia gasped, “Wow! This is the most romantic table I’ve ever seen in my whole life!”Julia smiled. “Yes, I thought it was perfect too. I think we should leave our coats and go sit down.”“Y-Yes!” Natalia said, she then looked around."But I don't see Li-lah anywhere. Do you?""No, I don't think she's here. She should be here already."Just then the door opened and Li-lah walked in. She looked like she had been running for miles.Her hair was messy, her clothes were ripped and she was exhausted. B
Maria was enjoying the massage. The scent of lavender filled the room, the only soft thing about the otherwise stiff, muscular mattress beneath her. She sighed and leaned back against the headrest of the bed, resting her cheek against the soft pillow. The masseuse did a wonderful job at relaxing her, and she looked up, blushing, as the man sat down beside her. He was smiling, but she quickly turned away. He began to stroke her calves with her palm, applying firm pressure and direction to make sure it felt better."Ohhh," she cooed, "so good!"A combination of oil, sandalwood and something else she couldn't identify, was sending her head spinning. She stretched her toes and rotated her ankles with the roll of the massage.When the man moved on to her calf muscles, she had to close her eyes and concentrate on breathing and relaxing her muscles. This was by far the best massage she's had in a long time, and she had Li-lah to thank for that.In the hour they had spent in the spa, she ha
When she looked at the time and saw that it was last 7pm, she was elated. She had been looking forward to nightfall since Dawn. Plus Li-lah had given her something that she said would help set a romantic mood.She took her bath making sure to put on a bit of perfume. After she got dressed in her night dress that came down to her thighs and was made of silk and accentuated her curves, she was ready.She left the room and came down to look for Mateo. "Have you seen my husband?" She asked one of the helps."Yes ma'am. He's in the study.""Great! Now go tell my PA to set the bedroom in a romantic setting. Then bring a bottle of wine to the study.""Right away ma'am."She turned and left for the study. She opened the door slowly but it still caught the attention of Mateo who had been going through some files on his desk."Honey!" She called softly.Mateo had returned his focus to the documents on his table. He'd rather look at paper than the woman before him."Honey!" She called again. "Y
Mateo struggled within himself as he looked at the text message on his phone.He had asked his assistant to get him Li-lah's number but he doesn't know if he wanted her there.Not because he didn't want her around but because he wasn't sure if he could be able to control his emotions and his affection for her while she was there.'Crap' Mateo mumbled under his breath.He remembered how her eyes had called out to him and wondered if he'd be able to keep his cool around her, if he'd be able to keep his sanity while she was around.He closed his eyes and counted to ten as he exhaled sharply, trying to get himself together But it wasn't working. He tried to push the thoughts of her out of his head, but they only got stronger as he tried to keep them out. He couldn't help but think about her, her face, her voice, her eyes. It had been a long time since he last saw her and he missed her so much. No matter how hard he tried to push her thoughts off his mind, she kept infiltrating his thoug
Juan paced his office, cursing and swearing, flinging his hands every which way. It was all he could do to stop himself from throwing things in the office; He didn't have the money to replace it. Of course, the funds he had previously had had run out, and he hadn't gotten his paycheck for the month."Fuck." Juan came to his office door, more irritated than ever."That-That son of a gun! He organized such a big banquet and did not invite me? He invited every other worker here down to the janitor but he chose not to invite me, the vice chairman? You can't be serious!" Juan put his hands on the door and leaned in. "He's my superior and he doesn't even bother to say good morning to me?"He was so pissed, this tie he kicked the leg of his desk. A bad move because this hurt his toe; almost broke it."¡Ay!" He exclaimed jumping and wincing in pain. "Good lord. I blame that looser Mateo. I think I should speak with Santiago about this."He took out his phone and called him. "Santiago?""Juan
There was this man in a bar who was lost in his own world. His eyes were bloodshot and he was slurring his words. He wasn't looking at anything in particular, he just sat there, mindlessly drinking and staring at the TV. At intervals, he would mutter words that only he knew."That- that..who does he think he is? He thinks because he's the chairman he can do whatever he wants?" He paused and drank his whisky. "He is just a puppet. A piece of meat. I'm higher than he is. A chairman who's being monitored? A chairman who doesn't have his freedom?" he mocked, his belly jerking up."What I'm I even doing here being all pathetic." He stood up staggering out of the bar. "I'll just locate the villa and go there and give him a piece of my mind." He looked at the clock. "Shit, its already 12," he sighed.* * * *"he likes you." Daniel said as they made a stop to look at the waterfall.Li-lah have him a quizzical look. "He? Who is this he you're referring to?" She asked making air quotes around
Mateo quickly turned away from her. What was he doing? He is married and with a child, he shouldn't be longing and yearning after another woman. Aside from the fact that the fact that this woman had a boyfriend that she's happy with, Mateo is a bug name in the business world and any scandal especially one that involves him having an affair would be devastating to his image. He needs to avoid any distractions especially this one."What do you want?" He asked not looking at him."I just wanted to say thank you.""For what?""For trusting me enough to let me settle the issue with your wife and Natalia. You are a huge name and not everyone with your reputation would do this. I have a gift for you." She said dropping a small box in front of him.He looked at the box but did not move to take it. "It's the track we danced to but this time I played it myself and added a few of my own things."He still did not move or say anything and this almost faltered her courage. Why was he bring so di
Chapter 5: The Binding SpellKayla laid on the floor, unconscious. Somewhere inside her mind, she felt herself drift into nothingness. In her mind's eye, she was perched in a corner, her arms around her, with her knee drawn to her chin. She rocked back and forth, unable to shake the feeljng that she was trapped in her own mind. She tried to scream but words refused to form and her very self seemed to fade. The words she wished to utter only echoed in her mind's mind. "Kayla." A small but firm voice called. "Its Lena, your wolf."She heard it, the voice she'd longed to hear for so long."Listen to me kayla. I know you're angry about what happened to your mother, but there's so much you don't yet know. You can't destroy the Redstone pack."Her mouth didn't move but she communed with her wolf. "You show up now? After all these years? You spoke to me once and disappeared after that. My own wolf abandoned me.""I was only trying to protect you, as was your mother. She never meant for
4The room smelled of burning incense and melting wax. It was not a large space but was enough to fit in a brown mahogany table, two wooden chairs and a small bed at the corner. An old clock ticked away on the wall, the sound waking Kayla up from her seeming slumber.Kayla's eyes widened as she realized the strangeness of the environment. She looked around, her blank mind trying to fill in a very important piece of information that was missing from her mind. " where are we?" She asked how the hell did i get here?" "There's an old friend of mine I'd like to talk to." The devil's voice rang from within her. "We need to talk about some boundaries.." She stopped, realizing she had no idea what to call him. "Do you have a name?""Kael." He said after a brief silence and his voice echoed inside her brain."How do you make me do what you want without even realizing it kael? The last thing I remember was waking up in the forest.""Well, we both share your body now, vessel..""Kayla..my nam
Chapter 3: A Second ChanceKayla opened her eyes quickly and cried out for air. Everything around her was spinning, and for a brief moment, she believed she was still in a horrible place. But no, this was not the same. The air was warm and smelled like cooked meat and flowers. She opened her eyes and surveyed the area. She found herself in the staff rooms of Alpha Luther's large property. From a tiny window, she observed the vast courtyard where the biweekly Alpha meeting was happening.Her heart skipped a beat. It was all familiar. Not the staff quaters alone - she'd lived here for the most part of her life- but this night felt like deja vu. This was impossible, but considering that she'd just died in the woods and met with the devil, everything was pretty much possible. This night - this exact moment - was burned into her memory. It was the night her mother died. "No," Kayla whispered, clutching her chest as the realization hit her. "This can't be real."But everything was as sh
chapter 2: a deal with the devil Kayla laughed. It was not a nervous laugh or a soft giggle - it was a loud, unstoppable laugh, the type that comes when things around you are just too strange to understand. She grabbed her stomach, shaking her head."You expect me to believe this? she said between fits of laughter. "You? The devil? And me your avatar? That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever -"Before she was done, a loud noise filled the room. The air got hot as fire burst from the person's hand, forming a bright ball of flames. Suddenly, he threw it at her.Kayla yelled, lifting her hands up to protect herself. The dark object stuck to her hand, shining brightly as it created a shield around her. The fireball hit the shield and bounced back at the figure. He lifted his arm to block it, clenching his teeth as the force of the hit sent waves of energy across the room.The room fell silent, the only sound the crackling of the still-burning flames surrounding them. The devil's eyes
Chapter 1: meeting the devilHer breaths came in gasps as she pushed herself forward, one foot after the other in a speed she never knew she possessed. "Lena please." She begged, calling to her wolf but she didn't respond. She hadn’t been able to get through to her for years. But in this desperate moment, she tried. She had no other choice. The silence greeted her, just like it did when they lost contact. It had been that way ever since. She didn't see the huge log In front of her and she tripped on it, falling. A sharp wood pierced her through on her side and her hand flew to her mouth to muffle her screams. She shut her eyes tight and opened them again, blinking back tears. While one hand pulled out the wood, the other one pressed against the wound. It did no much good since the blood kept seeping out. Tears flowed freely from her eyes now. She couldn't do this anymore. She'll give up and let them catch her but her mother's voice rang in her head. "protect it with your life. You m
The winds of change swept through the air as Amelia stepped onto the plane, her heart heavy with the weight of all that she was leaving behind. Mexico had been a place of love, betrayal, heartbreak, and redemption. It had shaped her in ways she could never fully explain. But it was time to move on. She leaned back in her seat, closing her eyes as memories of her family, of Mateo, and of everything they had endured together, flooded her mind. She thought of the quiet moments she had shared with Mateo—the stolen glances, the tender touches, the unspoken words that had once bridged the distance between them. Those moments would forever be etched in her heart, but they were not enough to keep her tethered to a past that no longer served her. Her family—her mother, her father—had been the driving forces behind her fight. Their memories were now the foundation of her resolve. She would honor them by living a life that was not shaped by the darkness that had consumed them but by the stren
The tension in the warehouse was unbearable, the air thick with fear and desperation. Maria stood at the center of the room, her gun trembling in her hand, her child clutched tightly in the other arm. The sound of her erratic breathing echoed in the otherwise silent space. Amelia could feel the weight of the moment, the gravity of everything that had led up to this point. She glanced at Mateo, standing to her left, his face a mix of anger and concern. They had cornered Maria—this was it. The endgame. “Maria,” Amelia called, her voice steady but urgent, “put the gun down. You don’t want to do this. You’ve already lost.” Maria’s eyes darted around the room, panic and defiance battling for control. “You have no idea what I’ve lost!” she hissed, her grip tightening on the weapon. “You’ve taken everything from me. My power, my family… my future.” Amelia took a slow, deliberate step forward, her heart pounding in her chest. She could see the desperation in Maria’s eyes. She could se
The day had arrived. Amelia stood at the podium, her heart racing as the cameras flashed in front of her. The press conference was set, and today, Maria would be exposed for the monster she truly was. Amelia had prepared for this moment for weeks—gathering evidence, making connections, and ensuring that nothing could be dismissed as a lie. This was the moment of reckoning. Amelia glanced down at the folder in front of her. Inside were the irrefutable documents that would bring Maria to justice—details of her illegal activities, her involvement in her father’s crimes, and the horrifying truth behind the murder of Amelia’s mother. Every piece of evidence was meticulously organized, every lie Maria had spun unraveling before her. As she looked out at the sea of reporters and cameras, Amelia felt the weight of what she was about to do. Maria had taken everything from her—her family, her love, her peace of mind—and now, it was time to take it all back. She took a deep breath before beg
The night was heavy with unspoken words as Amelia walked into the private ballroom. She had agreed to meet Mateo under the pretense of settling their differences, but deep down, she knew this meeting would be anything but peaceful. This was the final chapter of their story—the last time their paths would cross before the consequences of everything they’d done came crashing down. Mateo stood by the grand windows, his back to her, staring out at the city below. His shoulders were tense, his profile etched with the weight of everything he had lost. The moment Amelia stepped into the room, he turned to face her, his eyes meeting hers with a mix of pain and longing. “I didn’t think you’d come,” he said softly, though there was a trace of relief in his voice. “I couldn’t let it end like this, Mateo,” Amelia replied, her voice steady but betraying a flicker of emotion. “We have unfinished business.” He took a few steps closer, his gaze never leaving hers. “You’ve made your choice, Am