LorenzoToby's expression turned defensive, his voice laced with indignation as he tried to wriggle out of my grasp. "I didn't tell him anything, alright? You can believe whatever you want."My eyes narrowed, my grip on his shirt tightening as I pulled him closer, my voice dropping to a low growl. "Then tell me, how did you know about the fake relationship?"Toby's face twisted into a mixture of guilt and justification, his gaze darting away from mine as he struggled to find the words. "That day when I went over to her place, the last time I went there, I saw the contract."My eyes widened, my mind racing as I tried to make sense of his confession. "What contract?"Toby's voice dropped to a whisper, his words spilling out in a rush. "The one outlining the terms of your fake engagement. She carelessly left it on the table, and I had to keep it, for her sake. I didn't want anyone to find out."My grip relaxed as I absorbed Toby's words. Stepping back, I released him, my thoughts a whirl
LorenzoI trudged to the liquor cabinet, my mind swirling with the weight of my deception. Pouring myself a glass of wine, the amber liquid glowed in the dim light. I stepped onto the balcony, where the cool night air embraced me.As I took a sip, I noticed a figure leaning against the railing at the other side. It was Toby, who lived in the house close to mine with the attached railings."You're up late," I said softly.Toby turned, his eyes gleaming in the moonlight. "Couldn't sleep," he replied, holding up his own glass.I joined him at the railing, our silence broken only by the clinking of glasses."You're reconsidering the contract, aren't you?" Toby asked, his voice low.I nodded, taking another sip. "I have to. My mom... she's furious. I think I need to end it."Toby's gaze drifted into the distance. "I understand. But ending it now... won't it make everything complicated?"I turned to him, my eyes narrowing. "What do you mean?"Toby's expression was somber. "You've developed
EvaI woke up to an incessant itch inside my ear. I scratched, wondering why this had happened. My mother used to say it meant someone was talking about me. I smiled, thinking it was just an old wives' tale, but a part of me wondered.Unable to shake off the feeling, I threw off the covers and got out of bed. The clock read 2:47 AM. I padded to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and as I drank, I wandered to the living room and flopped onto the couch.I turned on the TV, flipping through channels. My thoughts drifted to Lorenzo. That charming smile, those piercing eyes... I couldn't help but grin.Just as I was lost in daydreams, my phone buzzed. Who could be messaging me at this ungodly hour?I picked up my phone, curiosity getting the better of me. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Lorenzo's name."Let's meet on Friday night," the message read.A week from now. My mind whirled with possibilities. Would we be doing that, that day? A smile ran across my lips.I typed out a response
EvaMy eyes widened, shock coursing through me. "Why?" I managed to stammer.Lorenzo's mother leaned forward, her expression stern."Because, Eva, you're not the right fit for our family. You're not suitable for someone of Lorenzo's stature."Lorenzo's mother continued, her voice firm but laced with a hint of sadness."I know this may come as a shock, but trust me, it's for the best. You deserve someone who can give you the world, not someone tied to our family's expectations."I sat stunned, unsure how to respond."But...but I love Lorenzo," I whispered.Lorenzo's mother's expression softened slightly."I know, Eva. And I'm sure Lorenzo cares deeply for you too. But our family's legacy and reputation are at stake. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to protect them."I felt tears welling up in my eyes."What if I refuse?" I asked, trying to sound brave.Lorenzo's mother's eyes narrowed."Let's just say it would be...unwise to defy me, Eva. For your own sake, and Lorenzo's. Besides, y
EvaLorenzo's mother's expression hardened as she glared at me."Leave now, please," she said, her voice cold and unwavering. "I don't want to see you ever again in front of my son. If you do, I promise you'll regret it."Her eyes flashed with fierce determination. Despite this, I took a step back, trying to reason with her."I'm a good person," I pleaded, "and I promise you'll certainly regret it if you force me away from him."She pulled out her phone and dialed a number, ignoring my plea."Come back," she instructed the caller.The driver hastily returned, opening the door for me."Take her out," Lorenzo's mother ordered.The driver gently grasped my arm, guiding me out of the jeep.As I stood on the sidewalk, tears streaming down my face, the driver got back in and drove away.Lorenzo's mother's parting words echoed in my mind:"Never see my son again."Rain clouds gathered, and heavy drops began to fall, soaking me to the bone.I collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.T
Lorenzo I stared at the financial reports scattered across my desk, my mind engrossed in the numbers and projects. Suddenly, my phone rang, shattering the silence. I hesitated before answering, hoping it wasn't another interruption. "Eva?" I said, concern evident in my voice. Silence. "Hello? Are you there?" I repeated. No response. The line went dead. My worry grew as I tried calling Eva back, but she didn't pick up. I sent a text: "Hey, what's going on? Are you alright?" Eva obviously saw and read the message but didn't reply. My anxiety escalated. Just then, my secretary walked in. "What's going on, Miss Evelyn? You can't just barge in here for no reason," I said, my voice laced with frustration. Her expression was uncharacteristically worried. "I'm so sorry, sir, but I came to ask if you've checked the internet today?" My curiosity piqued. "No, why?" "Everyone's spreading rumors that you broke up with Eva," Miss Evelyn said, her voice filled with concern.
LorenzoI wrapped my arms around Eva, pulling her close as she hesitantly returned the embrace. We stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, minutes passing in a fragile truce.But all too soon, she pushed me away, her eyes clouding over with doubt and pain."Stop, please. Just stop," she said, her voice firm but trembling.I held her gaze, my own eyes unwavering. "I'm serious, Eva. I really love you. I want to be with you, marry you for real if I could."Her face twisted in anguish. "That's enough. If this is what you wanted to discuss, I think you should leave. Or I will."She turned to retreat into the room, but I followed, my determination not allowing me to let her go."Get out!" she spat, anger flashing in her eyes."Fine, I'll leave," I said, hands raised in surrender. "But let me tell you what I need to say first."Eva's gaze narrowed. "You want to tell me you love me again? Hug me? Kiss me? What else? Oh wait, is it sex? Sure, I could do that? I'm your fucking sex nurse!"He
EvaI tried to break free from the kiss, but Lorenzo's grip was unyielding. His lips devoured mine, leaving me breathless. My resistance crumbled, and I found myself sinking into the kiss. We stumbled backward, and I felt the bed behind me. We collapsed onto it, our lips still locked.Lorenzo's hands roamed my body, sending shivers down my spine. I couldn't think, couldn't reason. All I knew was the urgency of his touch, the desperation in his kiss.Finally, we broke apart, gasping for air. I looked up at Lorenzo, unsure what to say. But before I could speak, tears welled up in my eyes and spilled down my cheeks.Lorenzo's face contorted in concern. He gently wiped away my tears, his fingers tracing my jawline."I'm sorry, Eva," he whispered. "I'm so sorry.""No," I whispered back, shaking my head. "None of this is your fault."There was a brief silence. Just him, hugging me from the bed I sat on while he was on his feet."Your mother called me today," I confessed, letting out a soft
EPILOGUETWO MONTHS LATERThe sun cast its golden rays upon the lush gardens of the Night City Pack's estate, where Eva and Lorenzo's wedding celebration was in full swing. The air was alive with laughter and music as pack members and guests from far and wide gathered to witness the union of Alpha Luna and her beloved.As the newlyweds shared their first dance, all eyes were on them. Eva's elegant white gown shimmered under the sunlight, her hair styled perfectly to showcase her radiant smile. Lorenzo, dashing in his tailored tuxedo, gazed lovingly into her eyes.The crowd cheered and applauded as they swayed to the music, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. The pack's elder, who had officiated the ceremony, beamed with joy, his eyes misty.Nearby, Eva's friends and pack members couldn't help but tear up, overwhelmed with happiness for their beloved Alpha Luna. The atmosphere was electric, filled with love and gratitude.As the music faded, Lorenzo took the microphone, his voice boom
LorenzoI leaned in, my lips brushing against Eva's in a tender kiss. She let out a soft laugh, her eyes sparkling with joy."What are you doing?" she teased, her voice filled with warmth.I rubbed her stomach gently, my voice brimming with love and affection. "Baby, please come fast. Your dad is waiting for you."Eva's smile widened, lighting up the entire room. Just then, her phone beeped, signaling a new message.Peering over her shoulder, I saw that it was a message from the Wild Song pack members. I couldn't help but grin as I read the heartfelt words expressing how much they missed her and longed to see her again."They've invited you to the pack," I said, my voice laced with excitement.Eva looked up at me, a hint of uncertainty in her eyes. "Should I go?"I chuckled softly. "Is that even a question? Of course, you should go. But don't worry, I'll be right there with you."Eva nodded, relief washing over her as she realized she wouldn't have to face the pack alone.THE NEXT DAY
EvaA sinister gleam filled Mona's eyes. "I heard you're pregnant, Eva."My mind spun, my voice trembling. "How did you know that?"Mona's smile widened, revealing a hint of cruelty. "Oh, I know everything about you, Eva."To my horror, she reached out and touched my stomach, a chilling intimacy in her gesture."I'll help you get rid of it," she whispered, her voice dropping to a low hiss. "I know you don't want the baby."I recoiled, my body trembling with fear and disbelief. "I never said I didn't want the baby."Mona's grip on my stomach tightened, and I tried to pull away, only to find that heavy chains bound my wrists and ankles, rendering me utterly helpless.With a flourish, Mona produced a dagger, its point glinting ominously in the dim light. I watched in horror as she traced the blade across my stomach, a wicked grin playing on her lips."You won't need this burden," Mona hissed, her eyes filled with a terrifying madness.A searing pain erupted in my stomach as the dagger sl
EvaRising from my seat, I followed the nurse as she led me to the lab for tests. With each step, my mind raced, conjuring innumerable possibilities.Anxious moments stretched into an eternity as I awaited the results, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts.Eventually, the nurse returned, her voice calling out, "Eva Chapman, please proceed to the doctor's office. Your results are ready."I stood up and went over to the door, which I knocked, my heart hammering in my chest, and entered.A woman with a warm smile greeted me. "Hello, Eva. I'm Dr. Rachel Thompson. Welcome. Please, take a seat."I complied, curiosity piqued by the doctor's optimistic demeanor. Could it mean that my test results were normal? Was I truly alright after all?Leaning forward, Dr. Thompson's eyes shone with kindness. "Eva, I have good news and...complicated news."My heart plummeted. Complicated? A feeling of dread washed over me. "What do you mean?" I asked, attempting to maintain a facade of calm.Dr. Thompson's smi
Eva Six hours ago... Standing beside Thelma in our cozy kitchen, I methodically chopped vegetables for dinner. The tantalizing aroma of sautéed ginger usually filled me with warmth and comfort, but today it was suffocating. I covered my nose, scrunching my face in disgust. "Thelma," I choked out, "I...I don't know what's wrong. This smell is nauseating." She turned to me, her brow creased with concern. "Eva, are you alright? You normally love the smell of ginger." I shook my head, a wave of nausea washing over me. "I don't know. It just...ugh." Before Thelma could respond, I bolted out of the kitchen, my hand clamped over my mouth. I raced to the bathroom and collapsed to my knees, retching violently into the toilet. The intensity and suddenness of my illness left me bewildered. After splashing my face with cold water, I stared at my pallid reflection in the mirror, unease settling over me. What was happening? With a deep breath, I gathered my courage and made my way back to th
Mona I ran through the dense forest alongside Erica, our footsteps pounding against the earth. Finally, we stopped and looked back, seeing no one pursuing us. "Fuck!" I exclaimed, running my hands through my hair in frustration. "Can you stop screaming?" Erica snapped, her expression stern. "What if they hear us and come for us? It's all your fault." I scoffed, turning to her. "You're not a saint, Erica. And don't try to tell me what to do." "I'm done following you, Mona," her anger flared, her voice rising. "It's not like I killed James; that was your doing. I'm not a murderer. I'M OUT." My grip on her arm tightened. "Where do you think you're going? You can't just leave." "Watch me. We're over," Erica said, her eyes flashing with a firm tone in her voice. I felt a surge of panic, my mind racing. "You can't just walk away." Erica's gaze hardened. "I can, and I will." I seethed with rage as she walked away. Without thinking, I grabbed a big stone and screamed, charging behind
Eva As we settled onto the sofas, Thomas and Lorenzo sat opposite us, their faces etched with concern. I grasped Thelma's hands, my eyes locked on hers, silently encouraging her to share her story. "Thelma, what happened? How did you get kidnapped? How did you escape? Please, tell me everything," I asked, my voice gentle yet urgent. Thelma's eyes welled up with tears, her body trembling as she struggled to speak. I quickly wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close in a comforting embrace. "Shh, it's okay, Thelma. Don't force yourself. You don't have to remember," I whispered, softly patting her back. Lorenzo nodded in agreement, his voice filled with relief. "Yes, we're just glad you're back home, safe and sound. We were so worried about you." Thelma's sobs intensified, her pain and fear palpable. Thomas came to us and leaned forward, his eyes reflecting his empathy and concern. "Take your time, Thelma. We're here for you," he said, his tone soothing and supportive. As her
EvaAs Lorenzo excused himself to transfer the files to Rita's phone, she turned to me with a warm smile."Let's exchange numbers," she suggested, handing me her phone. "After all, we'll be sisters-in-law soon."My eyes sparkled as I entered my number, a hint of amusement in my voice."Actually, we aren't officially engaged yet," I clarified, my lips curving into a gentle smile.Rita's brow raised as she questioned me. "What do you mean? Haven't you two gotten engaged yet?"I hesitated, unsure of how to explain. "We did, but...I gave him back the ring.""Why would you do that?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.My voice dropped to a whisper as I confessed. "I got caught up in a situation, and returning the ring seemed like the only way out."Rita's expression softened, her eyes locked on mine. "You're hesitant because of what happened with Christopher, aren't you?"I nodded, my heart heavy with uncertainty."Don't worry," she reassured me, her tone gentle and understanding. "Lorenzo lo
LorenzoAs I entered my apartment with Eva by my side, I immediately made my way to my drawer, rummaging through its contents with a sense of urgency.Eva observed my actions, her curiosity piqued."What are you searching for?" she inquired, her voice tinged with concern."The flash drive," I replied, my brow furrowed in concentration. "You know it contains crucial evidence of Mona's involvement in the murder."Eva's eyes widened with alarm. "Let me assist you," she offered, her tone resolute.Together, we combed through every nook and cranny of the apartment, leaving no stone unturned. Yet, the flash drive remained elusive, and my worry deepened, my jaw clenched in frustration."Are you certain you kept it here?" Eva asked, her gaze searching mine."Yes, I'm positive," I affirmed, my voice firm.Eva's eyes locked onto mine, her voice a gentle whisper. "What if Mona and Erica found it and took it?"My face darkened, my fist clenched in anger. "They wouldn't dare," I growled, my teeth