LEAH'S POV I don't even know what I was thinking when I told him to bite me. I just knew that I wanted it so badly. The memory of him sinking his teeth into my neck and drawing blood Along with the memories of him coming so close to my neck while he fought for control thrilled me and an irresistible feeling took over. All I could think about was the moment he would bite me, so I pushed him closer to the edge by encouraging him, eagerly anticipating the pleasure that would course through my body. It was unexplainable. I can't define it, but the urge was driving me crazy. Please, Damien, please do it already.And then he did. He bit me. I closed my eyes in satisfaction, releasing a small sigh.He started draining my blood and it was a bit painful but I was focused on the overwhelming pleasure, and as much as I wanted him to continue, he stopped after a few gulps.I felt a bit disappointed. Okay! I felt very disappointedHiding the expression, I looked up at him to inquire abou
LEAH'S POV The nerve of this man!To act like he did yesterday, and then come around to behave like a monster, and embarrass me, this morning. I hope he burns in hell. I heard light footsteps behind me. I turned to see Nana, who closely followed me. Then I turned on her."Can you believe him? Did you see what your 'master' did? He doesn't deserve to be called Master. It just blows his ego out of proportion. He's a mean person, a terrible person. And let me tell you, this was not the way he behaved last night", I complained.Her face, turned slightly red and I could tell she was embarrassed, but I didn't care enough to stop venting.I mean, there's no one to talk to here. So I continued walking while ranting. "Oh my god, I hate him. I hate him so much. I'm never going to let him have access to my body, again. And to think I was encouraging him to bite me yesterday". I heard Nana winced but I didn't care. She is going to hear all I have to say. We reached my room and I slammed th
LEAH'S POV My heart raced, and my mind was tangled in a web of embarrassment and confusion. Despite all my resolve and determination, I was completely undone by his words. Panic surged through me as he stirred awake, and I squeezed my eyes shut, desperately pretending to be asleep. I wasn't ready to face him but after waiting in tense silence, all I could feel was his gaze on me. He leaned towards me, and I braced myself, but instead of the... Ok, I don't know what to expect, he simply pecked me. His lips brushed against my cheek in a soft, fleeting touch. Oh my god, oh my god—warmth spread through my face, and I could feel my cheeks burning.I hope he doesn't notice.He didn't because moments later, he stood up, quietly gathered his clothes, and walked to the door, where he called for Nana and instructed her to take care of me. I got wrapped up in the bubble of warmth and happiness, thrilled with his care towards me.In my fantasy world, I was plucking the petals of a flower and
DAMIAN'S POVI clenched my hands and hit the surface of the table. The anger inside me seems to freeze as I stare at Leah. Now that the source of my rage isn't someone insignificant, I find myself at a loss. I want to strangle her, but I shouldn't. I can't. I hope she didn't just say this to cover for the maid."everyone, leave this room", I bellowed and in a blink of an eye, the room was empty leaving just me and Leah. I hadn't taken my eyes off her yet and she stared back defiantly.There was no atom of remorse in her eyes.There was hatred, tho."Why did you do it, Leah?" I ask, my voice trembling from the effect of strained control. "Why, do you ask? Did you taste that extreme saltiness in your mouth? It's the same taste I felt when I discovered you had a mistress.", she replied, venom seeping into her voice.A mistress? What is she talking about?, I wondered, confused."Because I don't understand how you can come to me in the night, make love to me, and then, as soon as you
Leah's POVAfter he left me, speechless and heartbroken. His words cut deep. How could he say that he would have me anytime he wanted? Do I look like an object to him, something he can use for his pleasure? But in reality, he is right. I'm very stupid. I let my emotions cloud my judgment. After all my ranting and trying to resist, I shouldn't have even allowed him to hold me, let alone give in to his kiss. I feel like I have lost all control.I ran to my room, locked the door, and immediately sank to the floor, tears rolling down my cheeks.I feel worthless. No man has ever valued me, not my father, who doesn't care about me, not even Aiden, who I thought loved me for years. But then found out that he had been cheating on me and even got married again without batting an eye. And now I thought Damian was different, but in the real sense, they are all the same. They only care about themselves and their desires.I'm tired of being confined in this place. I need fresh air, I need to bre
Nathan POVI was preparing for the orders meeting, my mind racing with thoughts of the way the representative quarrels over any little matter.Honestly, I'm not feeling fully prepared to handle their clever banter and tough questions, but I don't have the luxury of opting out.As the head of the orders, it's my responsibility to lead this meeting and ensure that everyone is at peace with one another.As I walked into the grand hall, where we normally hold our meetings, I was immediately struck by the sense of importance and formality that filled the air. And then, my eyes landed on Vincent, standing, pacing back and forth. As soon as I saw Vincent standing and pacing back and forth, his eyes fixed on me with an air of agitation, I knew instinctively that something was amiss. His restlessness was a telltale sign that a problem was brewing, and my mind quickly went on high alert, my instincts telling me to be prepared for a challenging conversation."What's going on?" I asked, my voi
Nathan's POV"I have personally visited the scene, and while it's still early days in our investigation, the evidence suggests that Vincent's suspicions may be correct, this crime may indeed have connections to our kind.""However, I must stress that we are still in the process of gathering facts and following leads. We cannot jump to conclusions or make rash accusations. When we have concrete proof and have identified the perpetrator, we will take the necessary actions" I addressed."If our kind is indeed responsible for this crime, then I'm convinced it's the werewolves who are to blame," Delilah declared, her voice dripping with disdain and a hint of venom. "They've always been arrogant, moving around with impunity, thinking they own the city and can do as they please""Let's not jump to conclusions or make any hasty assumptions just yet," I cautioned, "We need to take a step back, gather all the facts, and understand the full scope of what's happening before we start pointing
Damian's POV I sat in my office, the bitter taste of coffee lingering on my tongue, my gaze fixed on the screen as I attempted to decipher the perplexing images before me. Silence enveloped the room, broken only by the soft hum of the computer and the gentle rustle of papers scattered on the desk. The quiet in the room made the moment feel heavier, making the mystery in front of me even more puzzling.Just as the door let out a faint creak, shattering the silence, I paused mid-sentence, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. I lifted my gaze; Clinton walked in, his expression somber."What's the problem?" I asked, irritation creeping into my voice. "I need some privacy right now. Can't it wait?"Clinton's eyes locked onto mine."Have you seen the news?" he asked, his tone low and serious."What news?" I asked.Clinton took a step closer, his voice measured. "There's a report about a group of high school kids who went missing during a field trip."I shrugged, my tone indifferent. "Wh