After finishing business with Rafe's lawyer friend, we found ourselves back home. Suddenly, Rafe's phone buzzed with a message from Aline."Don't forget my birthday party tonight," it read. Though short, Aline's tone seemed to be tinged with irritation toward Rafe."So, are we going?" I asked, turning to Rafe.I remembered that Aline had invited me earlier, a memory that had just resurfaced. Her invitation, if I remembered correctly, had been laced with mockery, calling me a poor man.This made me apprehensive about attending her birthday party. It felt risky."We should," Rafe said firmly. "We'll tread carefully for now, so as not to arouse suspicion."With that, Rafe reloaded the truck and we headed for the town's business district. No matter how often I saw it, the sight of the bustling shops, each more luxurious than the last, always left me in awe."Where exactly are we going?" I asked, curious about our destination."We're here to buy clothes," Rafe announced, catching me off gu
Aline's party was a grand affair, held in the magnificent State Palace."Is this even allowed?" I whispered to Rafe, noticing his obvious discomfort with the whole event.It was hard to believe. Here we were in the State Palace, the very heart and symbol of our country, transformed into a venue for the President's daughter's extravagant party."See that man over there? He's a diplomat," Rafe said quietly, nodding toward a man engaged in conversation."And that woman he's talking to is the foreign minister of another country," he added, pointing to her.I was in awe. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought I'd be rubbing shoulders with such influential figures. This event was on a whole other level compared to Rafe and Aline's wedding.Thinking back, their wedding seemed almost rushed. Aline and Rafe had been engaged for barely a day before they tied the knot. But here, at this party, everything was meticulously planned and opulent, a stark contrast to their simple wedding."Dear gues
I stood next to Rafe and inhaled the mixture of fancy perfumes around us.Then the main attraction, Aline, dazzled everyone, appearing in a stunning red gown."Wow, this is incredible!" I thought. Even though I disliked Aline, her dress was truly stunning.When the crowd clapped, Rafe and I didn't join in. Aline, with her inflated ego, didn't need any more praise.One of the hosts then announced, "This masterpiece was created by the renowned Mr. Claude Konto." This led to another round of applause.Curious, I leaned over to Rafe and whispered, "Who is Claude Konto?"Rafe whispered back, "He's a legend among tailors and designers. His creations are always exceptional."I began to hear whispers about Aline's dress costing a whopping hundred thousand dollars."Insane... how much ice cream could you get for that?" I muttered to myself.Yes, the excitement of my life was comparing everything to ice cream.Suddenly, Aline spotted Rafe next to me and called out, "Ah, my dear husband!" She wa
The atmosphere at Aline's birthday party was tense, suggesting potential trouble. At first I was convinced that something bad was about to happen, especially when a loud laughter suddenly echoed around us."Haha, relax! It's all part of the act," a voice boomed. Rafe and I quickly turned toward the sound, only to see Aline's father come into view.Despite his reputation for being stern, Aline's father managed to maintain a warm and approachable demeanor. However, I knew better; beneath that facade was a man with a much darker nature. Rafe and I exchanged a quick glance and realized we had no choice but to play along with whatever script Aline's father had in mind.Ever the quick thinker, Rafe playfully chimed in, "Haha, Uncle, looks like you caught us, doesn't it?" His words cleverly framed the whole situation as a harmless charade.Closing in, Aline's father put a friendly arm around Rafe, but when his eyes met mine, I could feel the cold, unspoken hostility behind his smile.The ten
By the time we finished our meal, I couldn't even count the different delicious dishes we'd tried from all over.Now Rafe and I stood alone on the sidewalk, looking up at the dark sky above the bustling city."It's kind of funny when you think about it," Rafe remarked.I agreed and told him I was thinking the same thing.I thought back to when Rafe and I first met. I had never imagined that our relationship would become what it is now."Remember our time in Singapore?" I asked Rafe. The memory was still vivid in my mind."Yes, I remember being afraid of changing, afraid that the werewolf in me would take over. Fortunately, that never happened," Rafe replied.As I thought about Rafe's words from earlier, "Stay together no matter what, even if one of us changes," I began to understand their true meaning."Did you see Aline's father after the party?" I asked, remembering that Aline's father seemed angry and wanted to talk to Rafe."That guy, I can't stand him. He's the reason I had to pl
It was early in the morning when Aline appeared at my door, her presence as persistent as a cockroach and just as hard to get rid of."Luna, where is Rafe?" she demanded, her voice as commanding as ever.Ignoring her, I tried to close the door, but Aline's anger flared. Strangely, I found a strange satisfaction in provoking her like this."Luna!" she screeched, her irritation palpable as she kicked the door open again."Do you really want to feel that pain again?"Her threats loomed over me, threatening and real. "I can make your life a nightmare," she warned.In response, I grabbed Aline's shirt and pulled myself close to whisper in her ear."You know, I'm done playing games. You're going to regret crossing me," I warned Aline in a steely tone.Aline looked confused by my words, but before she could respond, Rafe emerged from his room and walked toward her. Last night, Rafe and I had a long talk and decided to stop holding back. We were ready to confront Aline head on."Aline, leave
"Father! Why is this happening?"Aline stormed into the Presidential palace, bursting through the doors. No one stopped her; they all knew better."Dad!" she called out once more. Her father, the President, looked up, his face a mix of anger and worry."Aline, tell me, what's going on with Rafe these days?" he asked urgently.Pulling up a chair, Aline sat across from him at his desk."I'm not sure, Dad. Rafe's been acting strange recently," Aline replied, concern in her voice."Can you tell me more about it?"Aline quickly described her unsettling experience with Rafe, how he had taken her to a hotel and then left her there abruptly. After that incident, she sensed a profound change in him."So that's what happened..." her father pondered, his expression turning thoughtful. He was a clever man; after all, he wouldn't be the President if he weren't."It seems a girl named Luna might be involved," her father finally said."Dad, what are you implying?" Aline asked, clearly unaware of the
Aline's father, always a captivating storyteller, began to weave a tale full of mystery and suspense."In my dream, a werewolf appeared," he began, his voice shrouded in mystery.Aline, who was usually restless and could not sit still, found herself unusually captivated. She was completely absorbed in her father's story, hanging on every word."This werewolf," her father continued, "has revealed a secret to me - a method of influencing another person."He paused and locked eyes with Aline. "You know, don't you, that I was once a humble tradesman?" Aline nodded, well aware of her father's past.As a merchant, her father had rubbed shoulders with many influential people. It was during these encounters that he had the opportunity to meet a particularly notable individual."I remember vividly the first time I crossed paths with Rafe," Aline's father recounted, his voice tinged with nostalgia. "He was the son of a very wealthy family, a young master of great importance."Every word he spok
"You know, Miss Luna has made significant contributions to the rural communities of Borneo by establishing numerous educational institutions," is a statement that captures the essence of local discussions. Luna's charitable efforts, known throughout the region, have had a significant impact on this large Asian island.In her own words during an interview, Luna expressed her desire to give back to the community that has supported her, saying, "My life has been greatly enriched by the people here, and I feel compelled to return their kindness. Luna's motivations go beyond this singular sentiment, however.Known for orchestrating various charitable activities, Luna has a reputation for building not only schools but also hospitals and actively participating in various humanitarian endeavors.A recent event illustrates her prominence: a throng of journalists gathered around her, each eager to ask their pressing questions. In the midst of the crowd, one reporter took the opportunity to ask
The long awaited day has finally arrived. Today is the wedding of the son of the richest man, a prominent business tycoon. The atmosphere is one of joy and celebration, enhanced by a clear, sunny sky that seems to bless the couple's union.As they stand before their loved ones, Rafe looks lovingly into Luna's eyes and vows, "I accept your love and promise to love you for the rest of my life. Their love, pure and strong, resonates with everyone in the room.The crowd erupts in cheers as they witness this sacred bond being formed. But amidst the jubilant atmosphere, a lone figure stands in a corner of the party room, tears streaming down his face.Recognizing him, Luna calls out, "Faghri," but quickly corrects herself with a respectful tone, "Ah, I mean Mr. President. Her smile is bright and inviting.Faghri, overwhelmed with emotion, returns Luna's smile sincerely, his tears a testament to the depth of his feelings on this momentous occasion.It was obvious that Faghri still harbored s
We visited my grandmother's grave and found the place unkempt. As Rafe had mentioned, her grave had remained intact, contradicting my belief that it had been torn down due to the surrounding new construction."Luna, come on," Rafe urged, leading me to the cemetery.I grabbed some tools and started clearing the overgrown grass."Why hasn't this cemetery been torn down?" I asked, aware of the ruthless business tactics often employed these days, where even homes are not spared for the sake of profit."The company that owns the adjacent property is having financial difficulties," Rafe informed me.Then he added, "I plan to buy all that land," leaving me stunned."Thank you," I said, realizing that expressing gratitude had become a habit for me. I truly appreciated all that he had done.After tending to the grave, Rafe and I decided to dine at a nearby restaurant. Its simple charm was refreshing, a reminder of how much I missed such unpretentious places.Having spent the past month indulgi
I never thought it would end. The last few months have been really exhausting for me and I'm glad they're finally over."Luna, what are you going to wear?" Rafe asked as he approached me with a group of people behind him. They seemed to be famous fashion designers."What do you think would look good on me?" I replied, bringing out Rafe's playful side."Anything looks good on you, Luna," he flirted, earning nothing more than a playful flick of my tongue in return. Rafe laughed heartily, his demeanor so different from before.He seemed much more alive and approachable now, almost like a new person."Did you hear about Faghri? He's going to run for president," Rafe announced, taking me completely by surprise. Faghri, once notorious for his ruthless ways, had transformed himself into a respectable figure, and now he was eyeing the presidency."Rafe, you're serious, aren't you?" I asked, looking for confirmation in his expression. He nodded solemnly, confirming the surprising news."I'm se
That morning, the shocking news reverberated across all media platforms, sending waves of disbelief around the world. Television programs, newspapers, and online outlets all carried the same headline: "Assassination at the President's Office: President Etas fatally shot by trusted aide". The uniformity of the reports, which all followed the same chronology, was striking, with not a single source challenging the narrative of President Etas' untimely demise.In stark contrast to this grim news, a more personal story was unfolding in an old but grand home. Here, Rafe and Aline were seen in a tender embrace, their affection evident in front of Rafe's parents. The atmosphere was one of familial warmth and impending change."Rafe, have you decided who you are going to marry?" inquired Rafe's father, a hint of expectation in his voice. Rafe's answer was a nod, followed by a frank admission, "Legally, I am married to Luna. But in matters of the heart, not yet." His words revealed a complicate
The presidential palace was eerily quiet that day, a stark contrast to the tightly secured perimeter outside. Inside, however, the atmosphere in the President's private chamber was anything but calm.Aline's father, the President, was visibly seething with rage. His face was contorted with rage, the veins on his neck were pronounced, and his body tensed as if ready to spring into action. The anger inside him had reached a boiling point."Bastards! I'll kill them all," he roared, the words thick with raw emotion.The tragic death of his daughter Aline had devastated him. Ironically, he had denied her Secret Service protection out of respect for her wishes to engage in something illegal, a decision he now bitterly regretted."I swear, everyone involved will pay," he bellowed, his tone dripping with vehemence.In a fit of desperation, he threw a paper across his desk, his demeanor mirroring that of someone lost in a terrifying episode of unbridled madness.At that moment, there was a ten
On the other side of the picturesque park where love once blossomed, next to a quiet street, Faghri sat alone, lost in thought."It seems I took too long to realize it," he murmured to himself, reflecting on his past mistakes.It was a moment of deep regret for Poria. He lamented that he had not met Luna earlier and thought about a different fate."If I had met Luna earlier, would I have been the one she loved?" Faghri wondered aloud.He sat brooding in solitude, struggling with a fate that seemed inexplicable and unfair."Never mind," he finally sighed, trying to accept what he couldn't change.As tears trickled down his cheeks, Faghri quickly wiped them away, trying to regain his composure.Looking back, he noticed that Luna and Rafe had returned. They seemed to have reconciled and returned to normal. Faghri watched them, a mixture of relief and sadness in his heart."How was it? Was the curse finally lifted?" asked Faghri, trying to maintain a calm and undisturbed demeanor regardin
Luna chased Rafe to the edge of the highway, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. Rafe stood dangerously close to the edge, his eyes a lifeless gray that reflected his apparent resignation to ending his life."Rafe!" Luna's voice broke through the tense air, a mixture of fear and relief coloring her tone.Rafe turned, his expression one of disbelief. "Why are you here?" he asked, his words laced with disbelief.Without a word, Luna delivered a powerful punch to Rafe's cheek, leaving him momentarily stunned. Her voice, trembling with a cocktail of emotions, scolded him, "What's the point of us surviving all this time if you're just going to throw your life away?"As Rafe looked at her, his eyes changed, darkening with a resurgence of hatred. "Luna...go away. I don't want to kill you," he said softly, his voice strained with the effort of suppressing his darker impulses.It was all because of the Alpha Oath that Rafe harbored a deep-seated desire for revenge agai
I opened the letter Faghri had just given me. It was a letter written directly from Rafe, who was nowhere to be found.**To Luna,I know I've caused you a lot of trouble. I selfishly planned to save us both from this terrible fate, but now I realize that may not be possible. It seems that one of us must make a sacrifice, and I have chosen to be the one to do so.Luna, perhaps we will meet again in our next reincarnation, hopefully free of this curse. Before I met you, I lived a lonely life, but your presence brought color to my world.For you, Luna, I cannot break the Alpha Oath. After Aline's death, my desire for revenge has grown. I am torn between wanting to hurt you and loving you.You no longer need to look for me. If my father asks, please give him this letter. I do not want to bring suffering to anyone, so I have decided to end my life.I believe the waves will take me to the next life.Thank you, Luna.**The message ended with my heart racing wildly. This message was a clear