There is no need to ask so menacingly, actually, because Zoe has no intention of resisting. But of course, Zoe curses her obedience again. Naughty thoughts shouldn't have surfaced.But Wolf's low, teasing voice—not to mention his touch—only exacerbates the feelings that currently engulf Zoe.Wolf takes her to the center of the room, and Zoe is about to follow when Wolf sits on the sofa, but then he releases her hand. Zoe frowns, because that is certainly unusual."Are you disappointed? Come on, don't be too predictable." Wolf taunts, looking at the wrinkles on Zoe's forehead. That smug smile clearly annoys Zoe.Zoe finally raises her middle finger. It's very clear that Wolf has been teasing her since earlier. He didn't invite her here to sleep with him.[WHAT DO YOU WANT?!!!!!]Zoe adds as many exclamation marks as possible to show her anger. Wolf just smiles, then pours the brandy that has been prepared according to his order."Sing for me..." Wolf raises his glass, stating his reque
Zoe blinked several times, wanting to see if the figure currently sleeping beside her would yawn and vanish into thin air, becoming a part of her dreams. But Wolf was still there, sleeping soundly with heavy breaths. His arm wrapped around Zoe's waist, preventing her from moving away.This was unusual because Wolf usually never stayed until he fell asleep beside her. Even if he did stay until he slept, Zoe wouldn't know, as she often fell asleep quickly, and by the time she woke up, Wolf was already awake. Whether he had showered or had already gone to work, Zoe couldn't remember.Normally, Wolf rarely sleeps at home. So, apart from the days they "did it," they never slept together in the same bed. Zoe didn't know where Wolf slept on other days, and she didn't care too much. But now, she was wondering if Wolf was with another woman when he wasn't with her."Damn it!" Zoe cursed inwardly. She didn't want to know and didn't need to know.As long as he used a condom when sleeping with he
After that trip to Los Angeles, Wolf disappeared for almost a week. Not entirely vanished, as Zoe would occasionally see him come home. Just to change clothes, grab something, or whatever it was. Clearly, Wolf was never at home for more than two hours, and Zoe was, of course, extremely grateful for that. Apart from the relief from sleep duties, Zoe could continue her stalking activities.Actually, Zoe also wanted to know how the consultation with the psychiatrist went, but she wouldn't force Wolf with questions, as it was his wish.And honestly, Zoe just didn't want to be disappointed in case the psychiatrist she would meet later said that her condition was difficult to handle or something like that.At the moment, Zoe prefers to run and feel safe. Her escape, of course, involved doing what she had planned from the beginning: taking revenge.Zoe wore cheap sunglasses she bought yesterday. Even though they covered her eyes, Zoe still wore blue contact lenses to hide her original eye co
"ARE YOU BLIND?!" Iris yelled. Zoe held back a smile upon hearing it but, of course, didn't show it.Zoe quickly typed a reply on her phone. [Sorry, it was unintentional. And sorry again, I can't talk because my throat is sore.]"Are you sure it's just your throat that's sore? I think your eyes has a problem too! You're not using them properly!" Iris raged, swatting away Zoe's attempt to pat her shoulder.[Sorry, it was really accidental. I'll cover the cost of cleaning your clothes] Zoe apologized again, adding the money aspect because she knew it would make Iris even angrier."Money? I don't need your money! You made my body sticky and uncomfortable!" Iris kicked over the drink Zoe had placed on the floor, spreading the wetness.Zoe regretted not being able to capture the epic scene on video. But Iris's voice was expressive enough."Iris, please don't be angry," Cleo intervened with panic, looking around to see if anyone was recording the scene. Little did she know that Zoe's phone,
"I want to see the face that you consider ugly," Max said, smiling as he gazed at Zoe's face.Zoe felt like she was dying as Max continued to stare at her. Max's eyes rolled, focusing on a spot on Zoe's nose, but that was it.Zoe's heart, initially pounding with panic, slowly calmed and shrank when she didn't see any sign that Max recognized her.Apart from her currently reddened face, Zoe's makeup could be considered heavy—far from her usual simple self. But the freckles on her cheek and nose didn't reflect the real Zoe, as her face used to be clear and flawless."I don't see any flaws here. You don't need to be embarrassed to take a photo with me." Max released Zoe's chin, and of course, Zoe instinctively stepped back.[Sorry, but I am really embarrassed.]Zoe wrote it with trembling hands, fortunately still managing to write it correctly.Max laughed again. "You're so cute," he said."Let's do this. I'll give you my phone number. If you want a more private photo session, just conta
"Have you already woken up? I want to ask you something."Zoe just yawned and wanted to go back to sleep, but reluctantly opened her eyes upon hearing that.Zoe turned and was surprised to see Wolf still sitting beside her. He was still not wearing any clothes, judging by his exposed waist, but he was modestly trying to cover half of his body with a blanket. Zoe noticed a snake tattoo circling his waist. And this was the second time Zoe saw Wolf in bed upon waking up.Zoe pulled the blanket closer, furrowing her brow and raising her hand. She wanted to know why Wolf had awakened her."I want you to hear something and tell me your opinion."Wolf took one of the earphones out of his ear, handing it to Zoe, who immediately put it on. But she asked Wolf for a moment to ask a question, grabbing her phone first.[Why do I have to listen to this?] Zoe wanted to know."You ask too many questions. Just listen." Wolf pushed away Zoe's phone and played a video on his own phone.A song and a pers
"Sara works for my company. Almost all the artists under Wolf consult with her regularly, if needed."Wolf explained as they walked into the building where the psychiatrist's office was located. Not far from Wolf's building—Wolf's own company. The company's name was the same as his own, and it momentarily confused Zoe.[What's your real name?] Zoe asked as they ascended to the tenth floor. Zoe just wanted to distract her panicking mind with a light conversation."You know Wolf isn't my real name?" Wolf frowned.[I'm sure any mother in this world wouldn't name their child after a wild animal.]Wolf chuckled as he read Zoe's writing. "I thought Wolf sounded cool. I chose it carefully."[No. You just chose it to look scary.]"But I am scary, aren't I? I chose that name because my real name is not scary at all. It's too clever."Zoe wanted to know what he meant by a clever name, but they had already entered the psychiatrist's room.Zoe read the name on the door. Sara Salgado. Seeing her n
"Venti caramel ribbon crunch frappuccino, extra banana, extra sprinkles, extra caramel, extra whipped cream, extra ice, extra cinnamon topping, and seven pumps of black caramel sauce."Zoe looked at Sara, who was ordering a colorful drink, with her mouth wide open. She only needed two words to order her drink earlier: warm Americano.The barista behind the counter remained unfazed; she was accustomed to such situations. She even smiled as she handed Sara her vibrant order and Zoe's plain black one."Let's sit over there."Sara pointed to a corner of the coffee shop's patio, and they sat down. The weather was cold, but bearable. What wasn't bearable for Zoe was how Sara could casually consume—eat?—her colorful order with a spoon.Due to the excessive extras, Sara couldn't just sip her drink; she had to use a spoon.[Is our session over?] Zoe asked, writing it on the colorful, cat-shaped sticky note Sara had given her.Sara didn't want Zoe to answer via text but to write it on the stick