I couldn’t keep my tears at bay. Richard was so cruel that he made me infertile. Not even an enemy would do such a thing, but my boyfriend did that to me. I couldn’t control my emotions. I felt a lump form in my throat, making it difficult to swallow. My mind was reeling, trying to process the news.
“Miss Adelynn, please calm down,” the doctor tried to console me. “Yes, the report is indeed disappointing, but you still have a slim chance of reversing the effects of the drug. Start taking this medicine and come for regular checkups.” She jotted down something on the prescription pad.
But my mind was preoccupied with Richard’s cruelty and his betrayal. I wasn’t really listening to her properly.
“Thank you,” I mumbled in a daze as I took the prescription.
“Don’t forget to take the medications on time,” the doctor reminded once again. “Hope for the best, Miss Adelynn. Don’t be disappointed.”
I nodded curtly before I walked out of the cabin. I dazedly strolled out of the hospital, my mind blank. The world around me seemed to cease existing. I couldn’t register any sound coming from the surroundings. My body was numb, and I could feel nothing but the dull ache in my heart.
My hope had already been shuttered. My heart had been broken mercilessly, and I was left infertile. The happiness I felt after getting a promotion in my job had long gone. All that was left within me was emptiness, pain, and despair.
I felt as if I had been abandoned in this world once more. I grew up as an orphan. It was said that I was discovered in front of the orphanage where I was raised. Since I was a child, I had been troubled by the notion that my parents had abandoned me. I had no idea why they had left me. They might not have had enough money to feed me, I guessed. So, I wanted to be successful in my life.
In my heart, I yearned to show myself worthy to those around me, especially my parents, who had discarded me as unworthy. I wanted to demonstrate my talent and hard work. This desire drove me to work hard to obtain recognition and a position for which people would admire me.
When I met Richard for the first time, I thought I had everything in my life. He was attractive, loving, and kind. He always made sure I was happy, contented, and pampered. I adored him and wished to have children with him. He, on the other hand, betrayed me.
He had not only shattered my heart by cheating on me, but he had completely wrecked me. I had always wanted to be a mother, but he crushed my dream. I never realized he could be that cruel. All my hopes and expectations for the future were gone.
I drove aimlessly, tears continued to fall. I had no idea where the fate was leading me.
I felt like I was drowning in my own grief. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't function.
At the time of despair, my inner voice whispered in my head, ‘Why can’t I break the rules? Why can’t I do the things I’ve never done before?’
All those years, I dedicated myself to work and my relationship with Richard. I had success in my career, but I had lost the man I love. My trust had been broken brutally. I never did something to hurt anyone, yet my boyfriend had left me wounded.
I thought about all the times I had played it safe and all the opportunities I had missed because I was too scared to take risks. I had always been the obedient girl, following the rules and doing what was expected of me. But what had it gotten me? Heartbreak and betrayal.
Why couldn’t I do something daring- Something to break the boundary I had created around me?
A sense of restlessness built up inside me, urging me to do something different, something bold. I wanted to experience new things and live life on my own terms. I didn't know what that meant exactly, but I knew I couldn't keep going on like this, stuck in a cycle of sadness and regret.
I stopped the car in front of a bar. I decided to let loose myself tonight, get drunk, and find a handsome man. I refused to cry over a cheating partner. Today, I achieved success, and I would celebrate it. With determination in my mind, I stepped into the bar.
The lively atmosphere hit me like a wall of sound, the neon lights flickering and the music thumping through my chest. I made my way to the counter. Settling on a stool, I ordered whiskey.
The drink was served soon, and I took a swig. The alcohol burned its way down my throat, but it was nothing compared to the fire that raged in my heart. I took sip after sip, finishing the drink quickly and motioning for another.
“One more drink,” I ordered and the bartender refilled my glass.
Likewise, I downed two glasses. I was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol, my vision blurring slightly and my movements becoming less coordinated. But I didn't care. I wanted more.
“One more,” I demanded, my voice slurring slightly as I spoke. The bartender gave me a disapproving look, but he eventually relented and poured me another peg.
I gulped down the alcohol, the pain in my heart lingering. I wanted to dance, to lose myself in the music and forget about everything - the achievement, the betrayal, the pain. I rose from the stool and approached the dance floor, my movements awkward and uncoordinated. I tripped and nearly fell, but a pair of strong arms wrapped around me, preventing me from hitting the ground.
“Oops…” As I blinked and focused my attention on the man who was holding me, I couldn’t help but gasp.
‘Oh, my God,’ I mumbled in astonishment. I had never seen such a handsome face before. Was I dreaming? Or was it the effect of the alcohol? I didn't know, but I couldn't deny the flutter in my chest as I looked at him.
He seemed to have come down from the mountain Olympus. His chiseled jawline, prominent cheekbones, sharp nose, and stoic expression made him look like a Greek God. His piercing green eyes were too alluring to ignore. I couldn’t take my eyes off him.
“Are you okay?” His deep voice traveled right through my stomach.
My lips curled unwittingly into a smile. “I am perfectly fine,” I said. “Hic…” A hiccup escaped my throat. “Oops. I am sorry. Hic.”
The man rolled his eyes, seemingly frustrated. But I didn’t care. I thought this was the perfect man to be intimate with tonight. I no longer would be able to get pregnant. So I could have a one-night stand, especially with a handsome guy like him.
“Hello, handsome. Hic. Could you please take me out of the bar?” I asked blatantly.
“You are drunk, Miss. You don’t know what you are doing.”
He tried to push me away, but I clung to him, clasping his arm. Awe, his arms, strong, muscular arms. His biceps were prominently visible even under his shirt. I couldn’t stop admiring his broad chest and yearned to touch him, feel him. It was a strange feeling. I had never been drawn to another man before. This was the first time.
Maybe it was because of the alcohol or because of the heartbreak, I had gone through. Perhaps I was too much desperate to forget about Richard’s betrayal.
I ignored those swirling thoughts in my mind and focused on the handsome guy instead.
“I know what I am doing,” I murmured, flashing a flirtatious smile at him. “I am seducing you. Hic. Take me with you.”
He looked at me for a while, then curled his lips slightly. “As you wish, beautiful.” He swiftly led me out of the bar, wrapping his arm around my waist.
He brought me to a hotel. My heart skipped a beat as he removed his shirt and revealed his bare, perfect V-shaped torso. I gaped at him, stunned.
It was the perfect figure I had only seen in some action movies. I had been in a relationship for the past four years, but I felt like it was my first time with a man in the face of his enticing physique. I had never seen such a strong, tall, muscular man. At that moment, I was so excited that I completely forgot about Richard and the pain he had caused me. I was looking forward to enjoying this moment with this handsome stranger.
He clambered onto the bed, his body looming over me. I gasped and lay flat, my heart racing. Before I knew it, he kissed me fiercely and touched me everywhere.
I couldn’t help but moan. My fingers slipped into his hair as I returned his kiss fervently.
The hormones shut my brain down. All I wanted was to get lost in him. In the next minute, we were naked, our bodies entwining each other. His body weight was too heavy for me, but I ignored it and focused on the tingling sensations his fingers were sending throughout my body.
And then, all of a sudden, he was inside me, filling me completely. I let out a pleasure cry. His size and length left me bewildered. At the same time, I felt a sense of euphoria that I had never felt before.
His movement was intense and vigorous, taking me to the height. My body convulsed and shuddered violently, again and again. He didn’t slow down or stop, pushing me to the climax once more. I disintegrated into dust under him, crying out in pleasure.
I had no idea how many times I got orgasm before he finally stopped. Exhausted, I soon drifted into sleep.
I woke up the next morning with a terrible headache. My body was aching too, as if I had run a marathon. I winced and rubbed my aching back as I fluttered open my eyes. The first thing I saw was the handsome stranger sleeping beside me.I froze instantly, my hand flying to my chest. Last night’s memories rushed into my mind- Richard’s cheating, going to a bar and getting drunk, and then seducing this handsome stranger.‘Oh, God.’I pressed my fingers against my lips. I actually slept with a stranger last night. This thought made my stomach flip. Some intimate scene flashed in the back of my mind, and I shuddered.Panic set in as I realized what I had done. I had never been reckless like this before, and the thought of it now filled me with shame and confusion. My stomach twisted into knots as I tried to process the events of the previous night.Despite my unease, I couldn't help but steal glances at the stranger's chiseled physique. I blushed when I saw his 8-pack abs. Every male soug
Unable to believe what I was seeing, I shook my head. But the face remained the same. I thought he was a gigolo. I even tipped him. But he was not a gigolo, much to my surprise. He was Noel Wilkinson, the new boss of the company. The shock hit me like the sky had fallen in front of my eyes.‘Oh, shit,’ I muttered under my breath, the realization sinking in.He would certainly fire me. Panic seized me as I contemplated the repercussions.‘What will I do?’ I thought, my heart trembling. I had to pay off my student loan; this job was crucial, and I couldn't afford to lose it.As he approached, I tried to keep my cool, hoping against hope that he wouldn't remember me. ‘Stay calm, stay calm,’ I reminded myself.I had been mortified enough already, and the last thing I wanted was for him to recognize me and make a scene. So, I kept my head down and avoided eye contact, praying that he would pass me by without a second glance.“Good morning, Mr. Wilkinson. We are all thrilled to welcome you.
I could barely contain the feelings that were racing around inside me. My stomach fluttered. My nerves were in a frenzy, rendering me motionless. Anxiety and fear gripped me, yet an inexplicable thrill coursed through my veins.The very thought of leaning into him and basking in the warmth of his embrace overwhelmed me, even though I couldn't quite fathom my peculiar fascination for him. Attempting to dismiss these emotions proved futile, especially with his hot breath sending shivers down my spine.In the meantime, the door swung open, introducing a tall figure—the same man who had accompanied Noel. The sudden intrusion prompted Noel to step back, and I hastily fled the room, my heart pounding in my chest.Nervousness consumed me, causing my entire body to tremble as I hurried back to my desk, yearning to leave the scene behind. Fate, however, had alternate plans.Upon reaching my desk, a surprise awaited me—a new file, challenging my assumption that the day's tasks were complete. An
My eyes widened in shock, and my mind raced with the implications. Werewolves? Real? Here? It seemed too absurd to be true.But then, without warning, his eyes glowed a fiery orange, sending shivers down my spine. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Was this some joke? A trick of the light?The surreal nature of the moment made me question if I was dreaming, yet the vivid surroundings insisted otherwise. As I observed the people around me, a peculiar aura emanated from each of them.Towering figures with muscular frames surrounded me—each one exceptionally handsome. Not a single person appeared average. The women exuded grace, athleticism, and beauty.It was then that it hit me—these weren't ordinary humans. They were werewolves, just like Richard. And they were all gathered here, in this secret bar on the outskirts of the city. It became increasingly challenging to dismiss the notion that werewolves coexisted in our world."So werewolves are real?" I stammered in shock."Yes, we ar
I hastily exited his car, the door slamming shut behind me as I raised my hand to flag down a passing taxi. The recent events replayed in my mind like a vivid, unsettling movie. His insufferable smirk haunted my thoughts.As the taxi pulled up, I threw myself into the backseat, my pulse still racing. The city lights blurred outside the window.I couldn’t believe I let him touch me in that way. I didn’t entertain his closeness, yet the mere thought of his touch sent an unexpected thrill through my entire being.‘What is happening to me? Why can’t I stop thinking about him?’He was my boss, and complicating matters further, he was a werewolf – an added layer of complexity I couldn't afford to entertain. I had to keep my distance from him.When I arrived home, I rushed straight to the bathroom, turning the shower on hot. I stood under the spray, scrubbing at my skin with soap and water, trying to wash away any lingering traces of Noel. But no matter how hard I tried, his scent seemed to
Adelynn’s POV…When I woke up in the morning, a wave of nervous energy gripped me. The prospect of facing Noel at work loomed like an ominous cloud, and I was hesitant to go to the office.What would I do if Noel appeared in front of me? Would he mock me as he did last night?The uncertainty churned within me, threatening to disrupt the delicate balance between my professional life and personal turmoil.I grew restless. This job was important to me, and I couldn’t lose it. At the same time, I didn’t know how to keep working there in a tense environment. Whether it was comfortable or not, I had to face the day ahead and fulfill my responsibilities.I hoped against hope that the workday would pass without incident. I wished that Noel would forget everything that had happened between us. Deep down, I knew it was wishful thinking, but I clung to the hope that he would choose not to bother me further. I had no desire for entanglements with werewolves, and my decision to maintain a safe dis
Noel’s POV…Despite my assurances, the mayor insisted on a meeting, prompting me to pay him a visit to his office. I walked into his office, a sense of confidence emanating from my demeanor. I had already addressed the issue at hand, and I was determined to convince the mayor that everything was under control.The mayor, a middle-aged man with a stern expression, looked up from his desk as I entered. He gestured for me to take a seat, and I obliged, settling into the plush leather armchair opposite him."Mr. Clark," I began, my voice calm and collected. "I understand your concerns regarding the recent incident. It’s just a small dispute. Nothing is alarming. The matter has been solved on the spot. There's nothing to worry about. Trust me.”“But I am concerned about the photographs,” the mayor expressed his worry. “I managed to suppress the matter. I am afraid more photographs like this may circulate on social media.”Fearful of the chaos it might cause in the town and the impact on hi
Adelynn’s POV…Richard's fiery gaze held me captive, pinning me to the spot as his calculated steps advanced. I tried to swallow, but my throat had gone as dry as the dust clinging to the fire escape behind me."Richard," my voice emerged shaky, barely above a whisper. Each step he took echoed in my skull, the fear a vise tightening around my heart. His smile, sharp and predatory, sent chills down my spine."What's wrong, darling?" he purred, his words dripping with mock concern. "Why the scared little rabbit act?""Richard, why are you here?" I forced myself to sound confident, but the tremor in my voice betrayed me. He could sniff it out – my fear, my desperation.He chuckled, a low, guttural sound that caused me to tremble. "Just checking in. Seems my little bird wants to fly the coop."My breath hitched. Panic gnawed at the edges of my mind, threatening to unravel the fragile control I held.“You are not welcome here.”“Really?” He scoffed condescendingly. “Why? Because you found