Exasperation hung heavy in the air as Grace let out a weary sigh, her disappointment palpable. "I explicitly instructed you to dismantle Giovanni's companies swiftly and effectively. Yet, you seem incapable of accomplishing even that!" Grace's frustration escalated, her voice growing more volatile. Her words took on an accusatory tone, laced with disdain and an unsettling blend of anger and contempt. "What else are you capable of doing, Jasmine? Are you merely pleasing him with empty lust or love? Are you trying to present yourself as nothing more than a mere object of desire, a sex doll to him, rather than a true wife?" Grace's voice rumbled with a deep growl, mirroring her seething displeasure.Feeling the weight of Grace's wrath, Jasmine's voice wavered as she offered a sincere apology. "I am sorry..." she murmured, her words carrying the weight of her remorse.Grace's voice quivered with frustration as she dismissed Jasmine's apology with a bitter tone. "Your apology holds no weig
As soon as Grace disappeared from their line of sight, Aiden swiftly grasped Jasmine's hand, causing her head to snap towards him in surprise."What do you think you're doing?" Jasmine questioned, her voice tinged with caution."Ah...I've missed you so much, love," Aiden replied, his tone laced with a hint of longing. Jasmine rolled her eyes in response, growing weary of his advances."Let me go," she asserted firmly, extricating her hand from his grasp."Oh, what's the rush?" Aiden taunted, a smug smirk adorning his face."I want to go home," Jasmine stated, her desire for solitude palpable as she turned around, heading away from him."Surely," he responded, his smirk never fading as he trailed behind Jasmine, unable to resist the temptation of pursuing her further.•••••Giovanni turned to his young nephew, Ryle, and proposed, "Shall we step out of the car now?" Ryle eagerly nodded, his face radiating anticipation and curiosity. Hand in hand, they made their way out of the vehicle a
Isabella glanced up at Giovanni, her gaze filled with a mix of curiosity and expectation. However, Giovanni sighed, subtly signaling her not to reveal her surname. Confusion furrowed Isabella's brow for a moment before she redirected her attention back to Ryle."Well, just call me Bella?" Isabella suggested, offering an alternative. Ryle's face brightened with delight. "Yes, I love the name Bella," he exclaimed, his genuine enthusiasm shining through.Isabella extended her hand, anticipating a handshake. Yet, to her surprise, Ryle bypassed the formalities and wrapped his small arms around her, enveloping her in an unexpected hug. Isabella blinked in surprise, her eyes widening. Giovanni, too, was taken aback by the spontaneous display of affection.Isabella quickly recovered, a genuine smile gracing her lips as she embraced Ryle with equal warmth, reciprocating his hug wholeheartedly. Layla, witnessing this beautiful interaction, beamed with joy, her heart touched by the innocence of
"What? What is happening, Giovanni? How can Luna Grace utter such cruel words in Ryle's presence?" Layla exclaimed, her voice laced with concern. Giovanni sighed heavily, realizing the extent of Layla's knowledge about the situation."You know her... you know Grandmother very well, don't you?" Giovanni asked, his tone filled with a mixture of frustration and resignation. Layla let out a weary sigh, acknowledging Giovanni's question."Yes, I do. But this is too much. Ryle is still the son of a Lycan King. He carries his father's blood within him. He unquestionably belongs here," Layla argued, her voice filled with determination. Giovanni nodded in agreement, grateful for Layla's understanding."You're right. She just doesn't want to acknowledge his claim to the throne. But if I were to give him that rightful place..." Giovanni's voice trailed off, his thoughts in disarray. Layla furrowed her brow, sensing Giovanni's hesitation."Then what?" Layla pressed, her voice filled with curiosit
"I miss you so much... Jasmine," Aiden confessed, his gaze fixed upon her with longing and affection.A soft smile graced Jasmine's lips as she met his gaze. "I miss you too," she responded, her voice filled with tenderness, mirroring the depth of her emotions.Jasmine leaned closer, her voice barely a whisper, filled with desire. "I want you... So badly." Her words carried a tantalizing allure, causing a mischievous smirk to dance across Aiden's face. Without hesitation, he enveloped her in a tight embrace, their bodies entwined as they embarked on a journey towards their bedroom and laur her down on the bed. Aiden gently took hold of Jasmine neck, his fingers lightly grazing her skin as he pulled her closer. With a hunger in his eyes, he pressed his lips against hers, initiating a passionate kiss that sent a rush of desire coursing through both of them. Their mouths moved in perfect synchrony, exploring each other with an increasing intensity.As the minutes ticked by, the heat bet
Aiden could feel an overwhelming surge of pleasure coursing through his body, originating from his balls and lower back. Despite the presence of the dreaded condom, he knew that he was on the verge of reaching climax. However, he didn't want it to happen just yet. He needed a moment to regain control and let the intense sensation subside. In an attempt to distract himself, he gently pushed Jasmine onto the bed, positioning himself beside her.As Jasmine moved away from him, her tightness caused the condom to slip off, and he carefully removed it as she shifted her position. Both of them lay there, momentarily breathless and covered in a thin layer of perspiration. The bed bore evidence of their passionate encounter, marked by random wet spots resulting from Jasmine intense squirting. Aiden drew Jasmine closer to him, seeking solace in her presence, and they shared a deep and passionate kiss.These post-coital moments held a special significance for Aiden. It was during these tender ex
Jasmine let out a weary sigh, fully aware of the truth in Aiden's words, as guilt washed over her."You chose to follow your father's instructions and obey the so-called Queen Grace. You executed every task as she commanded. She wanted you to make Giovanni fall in love with you, and you did. Why? To save your father's life and protect his business. But now, Giovanni has become so cracky about you and unpredictable. It's not my fault. I saw this coming from the beginning," Aiden expressed, his teeth gritted in frustration.Aiden's tone softened as he continued, his vulnerability revealing itself, "To be honest, I should be consumed by anger. I am angry, but I can't bring myself to express it fully. I can't bear the thought of witnessing my mate marrying someone else, watching him intimately involved with another person. I despise it, but what can I do when this is what you, my mate, seem to desire?"As Aiden spoke, a wave of remorse swept over Jasmine, realizing the consequences of her
"Can you please serve the food for us, Layla? We'll be there shortly," Isabella requested, her words directed at Layla, who wore a warm smile as she observed the interaction between Isabella and Ryle. Giovanni, on the other hand, found himself taken aback by what he was witnessing. He knew Ryle struggled with socializing and had a general aversion to human interaction. Therefore, witnessing Isabella's effortless connection with Ryle and Ryle's genuine interest in befriending her was nothing short of a shock.Layla nodded in acknowledgement before making her way to the kitchen, leaving Isabella and Ryle alone in the room. Ryle couldn't contain his joy, his smile stretching from ear to ear as he gazed at Isabella."You are such a good boy," Isabella praised, her hand tenderly caressing Ryle's cheek with adoration. Ryle's eyes immediately welled up with tears, a mixture of emotions overwhelming him, but he quickly composed himself, attempting to conceal his vulnerability. However, Giovan