I never imagined that my time in this village would come to an end so soon. I've only been in this village for a few weeks, but the stories I've heard make me feel like I've been here for months. When, in fact, it had only been a few days."Luna, we're leaving," said Rafe, the wealthy man who had brought me here to find the werewolf artifact.I looked at Faghri, who had been silent the entire time, as if he had something to say but was having difficulty saying it."Do you have something to say?" I inquired once more, and Faghri nodded.Maybe Faghri had heard the wolf's words about how I was fated to be with these two men earlier. I'm not certain, but I believe this was the cause."Can we meet again later?""Of course," I said.Faghri appeared to want to continue asking, but Rafe abruptly grabbed my hand. The woman who owned the house was also standing nearby, as if she wanted to see us leave."What about Ani?" I wondered, remembering that girl. Ani had recovered and was content. Her b
"I'm tired," I've been saying for the past few days.It's been a week since I returned from the village. It had been a fantastic trip, and I could finally relax on Rafe's soft sofa."I hope there's no trouble," I suddenly said, abruptly stopping myself, fearing I might jinx things.Everything was perfect today. Aline, the source of my problems in this house, has also never appeared, as if the girl had vanished from my life at this time.My phone suddenly rang, an incoming message from the blond man I knew.His name was Faghri, and he was the wealthy son of the owner of a large oil refinery in midle east. The ability to establish a company overseas demonstrated that their family's power could not be underestimated."What's up?" I said as I answered the phone, caught off guard by the sudden message."Have you forgotten your promise?" he texted next, causing me to pause for a moment.Promise? What promise did I make to Faghri?I thought for about five minutes before realizing what he mea
We eventually made it to the café that Faghri had recommended. At first glance, it appeared ordinary, and I couldn't understand Faghri's confidence in the ice cream's quality."We're not in the wrong place?" My surprise was evident in my question, but Faghri simply grinned inexplicably."Just follow me first, and you'll be surprised later," Faghri said as he walked ahead.It can be difficult for me to understand what this man is thinking at times. I was worried that Faghri was planning something bad."That's impossible," I said to myself, quickly dismissing the thought.Faghri has changed significantly; I no longer consider him evil.The cafe appeared to be identical to any other cafe upon entry. A few students were working on assignments on their laptop computers.Some people appeared to be writing a screenplay. If my assumption is correct, they must be authors looking for inspiration."What an intriguing way of life," I said quietly.My intention was to sit down on a chair, but Fagh
Right in front of me are two pretty big ice cream sundaes. To be honest, the smell is ridiculously tempting. "So, what do you think? Is it hitting the spot?" I nod, answering Faghri's question from a moment ago. How could it not be my thing? Who wouldn't love ice cream like this? Especially for someone like me, who's more used to the budget-friendly kind. "Tastes great," I say, keeping it short. Faghri's got his own ice cream too. The calm vibe of this ice cream place just makes everything better. That's what I thought at first, anyway. Then suddenly, a few more people show up. Looks like they're other customers who just came in. I can't explain why, but I get this feeling they're going to be trouble for me later. "What's up?" Faghri asks, looking over at me. I glance back at him and shake my head. "Nothing," I reply. I mean, I can't just go spilling my gut feelings to Faghri. But for some reason, I can't stop watching these new arrivals. They're three women, all dressed pret
The woman, Mela, had an oddly familiar air about her, yet something about her seemed off."Can I sit here?" she asked. Faghri immediately said no.I nearly let out a small laugh hearing Faghri's firm response."No, we're not taking guests," he declared.Mela just gave a faint sour smile, then brightened up again. She glanced my way, her mysterious gaze lingering."Luna, I think we could be friends," she remarked.I nodded, and she promptly went back to her table with the other two women."She's probably just friendly," Faghri remarked after she left. But I shook my head, unconvinced.My gut told me she wasn't just any ordinary woman. Time and again, my instincts have flared up, and trouble always seemed to follow."Still, something feels off," I shared, and Faghri tried to calm me down."Luna, you might be overthinking because of all the stress lately. Maybe it's just your imagination?" he suggested.I disagreed silently, seeing no point in arguing. Faghri wouldn't grasp what I meant.
We had just arrived at this extravagant bathroom, but I barely had time to take in the luxury because of the woman standing in front of me.Her name was Mela, and she claimed to have important information about my parents.Yeah, those same parents who heartlessly sold me for a million dollars. I don't even see them as parents anymore. But Mela's claim? It caught my attention."So, what's this 'important information' you're talking about?" I asked, trying to get her to spill the beans."Luna, slow down. I'm not going anywhere, I'll answer your question," she said, a slight smirk suggesting she had a hidden agenda.My gut was telling me to bolt, but my need to hear this story kept me glued to the spot."Luna, I know the story. You were sold by your parents, right?" Her question made me reel.I was shocked, my body tensing up. The only people who knew were Rafe and Aline. How did this new player come to know all this?"How do you know that?""That's not what's important here. But there's
I answered the phone, seeing it was from my dad's number. But the voice I heard wasn't his; it was my mom's.“Hello?” I asked, a bit softly. My mom didn’t reply right away.“I’ll hang up if there’s nothing to talk about,” I said, a bit sternly. That seemed to get her attention, and she finally spoke up.“Luna, it’s urgent! Your dad’s in big trouble,” her voice was filled with fear. I’d heard some bits from Mela, but I wanted the whole story from my mom.“What’s going on, Mom?”“Your dad lost a gambling bet and now owes a million dollars.”“He's got a month to pay it back.”“Or else...”Then, I heard my mom crying. I don’t know why, but my heart didn’t ache for her tears.“Or else, what?”“If he doesn’t pay, they’ll take his organs. Starting with his kidneys.”“Why should I care?” I asked, still upset with my mom.They never really treated me well, just used me like a maid for chores around the house.“Luna, listen! You don’t want your dad to die, right?”“I don’t care about him.”“Lun
I stood in a quiet bathroom, staring blankly at my reflection in the mirror. My pale face seemed to reflect the confusion in my mind. Mela's confession was still playing in my head, confusing and surprising me. Faghri's worried voice could be heard outside, "Luna, have you finished talking?" "Yes, just a sec," I said, my voice slightly trembling as I tried to calm my racing heart. I took a deep breath, attempting to shake the call from my mother about my father's debt that had been weighing on my mind. "That guy, how could he gamble away another million?" I mumbled to myself, feeling angry and disappointed. It was a cruel irony, given that he once sold me for a million dollars and is now in debt for the same amount. I came to a halt, staring at my tense face in the mirror. "When will he ever learn?" I sighed bitterly. My family, which should have been a source of comfort and joy, was instead a source of pain and disappointment. I felt like a tool to them, not a beloved member
"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