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
Aline was restless, unable to sleep after her disturbing dream. She lay there pondering its meaning."Who was the person in my dream? And why was there a werewolf with cherries?" she wondered silently.Looking towards her bedroom door, Aline sensed something unusual."Could this man be a ghost?" she wondered, deep in thought.Being intelligent, Aline quickly pieced together the clues from her dream."Is it possible that he was showing me something about the Alpha Oath?" she pondered.Aline's mind drifted to her father's words about the Alpha Oath from the previous night, just before she had gone to bed.But Aline's disturbing experience was far from over. Her cell phone buzzed with a barrage of strange alerts."What's going on?" she wondered, perplexed by the unprecedented flood of notifications, as if some catastrophe had occurred or she had missed some important news overnight.Unlocking her phone, she saw numerous messages from her business associates."Ms. Aline, check the stock m
I often think that my problems are almost over. Like when Aline, the bully, stopped coming around. But then one morning, what should have been a peaceful day with birds singing was ruined by loud noises outside.I rushed out and saw Rafe and Faghris in a heated argument. It was intense - the kind you'd expect from two men, not a typical women's fight.Confused, I asked, "What's going on?" Seeing Faghris at Rafe's place was strange. It felt like the end of the world - a bit of an exaggeration, I know. But ever since that incident at the hotel, things had been tense between them."I just want to see Luna," Rafe insisted."To see me?" I was surprised and they both turned to look at me.Faghri was holding some flowers, and they were no ordinary bouquet. They were unique, fancy, and truly beautiful."Luna, happy birthday," Faghri said. His words took me by surprise.Birthday? That word felt strange. The last time I had a birthday, it was just my grandmother. My mom and dad? They couldn't c
I was surprised to see Ani here, and with the translator in hand, I finally uncovered the whole story. I'm glad I still have it in my purse."Ani, what happened?""Sister Luna, someone came to our village and took me away," Ani explained, her eyes wide with fear.I stroked her hair gently, trying to comfort her. It's hard to imagine that someone as young as Ani could endure such a terrible ordeal."And your grandmother?" I asked, worried."I'm not sure, she was attacked by someone," Ani replied, her voice shaking.My heart was pounding with worry. Ani's grandmother was a kind soul who had warmly welcomed Rafe and me and given us shelter when we first arrived. The thought of her being harmed was deeply disturbing."But kidnappers in today's world? How is that possible?""Sister Luna, they took all the children from our village," Ani revealed."But how did you manage to get here?""I escaped when they didn't lock my cage properly," she said.By referring to her captivity as a "cage," An
We eagerly followed Ani's lead, the young girl expertly navigating a path she seemed to know by heart, a surprising 20 kilometers from our starting point.Curious, I asked, "Ani, how did you manage to walk all this way?" Her answer was simple yet touching: "I just kept walking."Hearing this, my heart couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Coming from a humble village, Ani had probably faced many hardships in her young life.Wanting to comfort her, I offered, "Don't worry, Ani, we're here to help. We'll make sure you get home safely."Noticing that Ani's eyes were filled with tears, I guessed that she was recalling memories of her beloved grandmother.Concerned, she asked, "Is Grandma okay?"I recalled Ani's harrowing account of witnessing her grandmother's struggle with an attacker.Trying to offer comfort, I assured her, "Your grandmother will be fine," despite the gnawing uncertainty I felt inside."Is this the place?" I asked, taking in the sight of an area littered with bars a
Ani and I had just entered the house, our nerves on edge, wondering what would happen next."Sister Luna, where did they go?" Ani asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.That little girl was always so inquisitive."Ani, they might be busy with some work," I replied, avoiding the truth that Rafe and Faghri were confronting a criminal group.The exact term escaped me - was it vigilante justice or something else? Either way, Ani, young and innocent, didn't need to be burdened with such knowledge.I couldn't help but feel uneasy about the situation. Knowing the risks Rafe and Faghri were taking made my heart race."Sis Luna..." Ani's voice was tentative, pulling me back from my worried thoughts."Ah," I exclaimed, suddenly realizing my oversight."Ani, just give me a moment to sort something out," I said, remembering that Ani had been surviving on the streets for days, relying on the kindness of strangers.Ani, a bit shy, nodded her head, silently acknowledging her hunger.I quickly whipped
I barely had time to pack, and here we are, breezing through the VIP lane at the airport, skipping the usual lines.I've often thought about the perks of being rich, and they really are something else.We reached Rafe's private jet, which looked different this time. It was smaller, sleeker, seemingly designed for fewer people.I asked curiously, "Is this a new jet?" The question felt strange as soon as I said it. It was as if I imagined Rafe buying jets as easily as someone might buy a bicycle for occasional rides.Rafe replied, "It's not new, but it's faster.""Faster?"He nodded. "Yeah, it's built to military speed."Hearing "military grade," my mind immediately pictured something like the president's state plane.Amni, Rafe and I boarded the jet. There was little time for small talk as the plane quickly climbed into the sky.Rafe, always on the move, looked in my direction as if he had something on his mind.Concerned, I asked, "What is it, Rafe?"He shared, "I've been in touch wit
Feeling less exhausted than usual, we reached Ani's place, and I was glad that my butt didn't hurt this time.At Ani's, we noticed a group of neighbors gathered together, signaling that something was up.The door, hanging off its hinges, screamed trouble. Clearly, these kidnappers were ruthless."Granma!" cried Ani, her voice echoing in the empty house. There was no answer. Grandmother was gone, just as we had feared.Ani burst into tears, her small frame shaking as she ran away in distress. Understanding her pain only too well, I ran after her.Ani's grandmother, her only family, was gone.When I caught up with her, I hugged her tightly and gave her as much comfort as I could."I promise, Ani, we'll find your grandmother," I assured her, trying to sound confident.Meanwhile, Rafe was busy chatting with a local, and soon Faghri joined in. They were both looking for clues as to where Ani's grandmother might be."Luna, come here!" Rafe called. I hurried over, dragging a still sniffling
"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