After Derrick finished speaking, he turned a corner on his motorcycle, and they stopped in front of a wall of roses. He got off the motorcycle nimbly and said to Gloria, "We are here. This is the back door. Normally, I go by the front door."
His words made Gloria reluctant to get off the motorcycle. Derrick raised his eyebrows and looked at her childish behavior. "Get off. Staying on the motorcycle won't change anything." "No!" She blinked and grabbed the seat under her butt firmly. "Are you sure?" Derrick asked. "I'm not hungry," Gloria said. "But I am," Derrick said. "Then you should go in yourself. I can go back on my own," she immediately said. "Gloria, you have two choices. You may get off yourself and get in to eat with me, or I will carry you off the motorcycle and carry you in to eat," Derrick offered her two options. Gloria pulled a long face. She didn't want to go inside. She thought, 'Derrick comes here all tGloria practically ran home. She closed the door of the dormitory room and leaned against the door to rest. Her face was ghastly pale. She heard what Barbara said. She thought she could ignore it. However, she suddenly realized that such comments still hurt her. There was indeed a huge gap between her and Derrick. In the eyes of humans, she was a lowly call girl, and Derrick was a successful CEO. In the eyes of werewolves, she was a rogue without a wolf, and Derrick was the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. She and Derrick were a complete mismatch from anyone's standpoint. She couldn't respond to Derrick's feelings. He looked at her with such seriousness, persistence, and affection, but the more he treated her like this, the more she felt she didn't deserve it. Gloria entered the bathroom, washed her face, and rested her hands on the sink. She looked up at herself in the mirror and pushed aside the hair on her forehead, revealing
"Mr. Fisher, I think you shouldn't watch romantic dramas from now on," Gloria could only say euphemistically. If it was a few years ago, Gloria would have laughed about it, but she now reminded herself every minute of who Derrick was. "That's what you think. I don't think I'm wrong," said Derrick indifferently. He continued, "Fine. I want you to look at me with admiration. Keep in mind that I am your customer. You must satisfy all my requests." "I refuse," said Gloria. She felt that her mind was a mess. She had no intention of doing such a silly thing with Derrick. "Gloria, have you forgotten that I am your customer? If you don't do as I say, I will talk to Emily," said Derrick. "Fine. I will do it. Don't go to Emily," Gloria said hurriedly. She didn't want to receive complaints. After Gloria finished speaking, she looked at Derrick. Seeing him looking at her expectantly, she had to pretend that she admired him while cupping her face with h
From the day Derrick took Gloria to the amusement park, every day after Gloria left work, he would show up at the door of Fittro Club and wait for her. He sometimes took her to Carl's diner to eat, and sometimes he simply took her for a ride. If Gloria said no, he would simply drag her into the car. He would sometimes book a room at Fittro Club and ask her to come and chat with him. At other times, they simply looked like a couple. Gloria sometimes wondered when Derrick would stop wasting his time on her. Today, after getting off work, she left Fittro Club. As she walked out of the club's gate, she saw Derrick waiting for her next to the car. "Hurry up. What's keeping you?" Derrick casually leaned against the door of his luxury car. He walked toward her when she came out. He smiled, walked forward, and pulled Gloria into his arms happily. Then he shoved her into the passenger seat of his car. Neither of them knew that there w
Derrick didn't intend to admire the moonlight with Gloria. Looking at her hair that had been ruffled by the wind, he reached out to fix her hair. During this period, Derrick often hugged Gloria's shoulders and caressed her hair. She no longer resisted his actions. Derrick looked at Gloria and said, "Good night, Gloria." Gloria also said good night to him. Then she turned around and walked into the dormitory. Derrick watched as Gloria went upstairs. He was not in a hurry to leave. He lit a cigarette and looked up at the floor where Gloria's room was located. The lights in the living room were on. Derrick extinguished the cigarette. He walked to his car and glanced in Patrick's direction. Then Derrick opened the door and got in. He started the engine and drove away slowly. When Derrick's car passed Patrick's, Derrick didn't stop. Leonard saw this through the window and asked, "Alpha Patrick, what should we do?" Patrick or
Patrick revealed a smile, but there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes. He said, "Why are you so sure? What if Gloria is not what you think she is?" "Then I will still choose her." Derrick was unmoved. Patrick mocked and said, "You're really in love with her. Are you trying to tell me that your feelings toward Gloria won't change? No matter what happens, you will never give up on that woman?" Patrick continued, "That's good. I don't want to ruin it for you, but I will watch you. I want to see how much you love her." Derrick replied, "Let's wait and see." "Leonard, let's go," Patrick ordered coldly. The rear window of his car slowly went up, and the black car drew a graceful arc in front of Derrick before leaving. Inside the black car, Christine held her breath. She was afraid that she would enrage Patrick. Patrick leaned against the back of the seat, his hands on his thighs clenched. His eyes were cold. "This is
Gloria looked at Patrick coldly. "So, Mr. Hammond, you want to sleep with me too?" Patrick was so angry that he laughed. "Sure, you don't have to go back today. I will be your customer today." A hand reached up to Patrick. He looked at Gloria's hand and asked, "What do you mean?" Gloria said confidently, "Money. Though you are the boss of the Fittro Club, you still need to pay." Patrick's eyes were filled with shock. He then looked at her palm in front of him. He couldn't describe the feeling. A strange pain filled his heart. When he first bumped into her, he was full of anger, but he didn't know why he was angry or how to vent it. Yet at this moment, the woman made him feel depressed. The way he looked at her changed as he said, "Miss Carter, I don't know when you have become so tactful. What happened? Mike doesn't want you anymore? And you've hooked up with Blood Moon Pack's Alpha?" Gloria stared at Patrick. She was puzzled.
Unlike Gloria, who was filled with worry during the movie, Derrick was very cheerful. He held Gloria's hand and headed to the parking lot. Derrick opened the door to the driver's side after Gloria sat in the passenger seat. "Wait a minute," Gloria suddenly said. Derrick tilted his head and asked with a puzzled face, "Do you want to go shopping?" Derrick immediately thought about whether she wanted to buy something. The more considerate he was, the more unhappy Gloria felt. Derrick urged her again, "What do you want? It's the weekend. We have plenty of time." "No," She gritted her teeth and said with a determined look, "Mr. Fisher, we're..." She was about to say something when Derrick suddenly frowned. He said to Gloria, "Wait a minute. Someone mind links me." Then, Derrick picked up the mind link request. A familiar and old voice sounded in his mind. "Derrick, return to the wolf pack now." Derrick replied with dissatis
"If I had known that you would disregard the safety of Blood Moon Pack for a woman, I would never let you be the Alpha of our pack. You are just as disappointing as your brother!" Curtis said fiercely. Derrick raised his head. He glared fiercely at the angry Curtis. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Curtis with a ferocious and terrifying gaze. "Curtis, my brother has passed away!" Not many people knew that Derrick had a brother, and the death of Derrick's brother was a pain that he could not get rid of. He glared at Curtis, and there was a trace of hidden hatred in his eyes. The housekeeper hurriedly pulled Curtis and said, "Mr. Fisher, please calm down." Curtis was also shocked by the terrible look in Derrick's eyes. The room fell into silence. After a long time, Curtis released his hand. His cane dropped on the marble floor tiles, and he fell onto the sofa behind him. In an instant, Curtis seemed to have aged ten years. A tra
Cline ignored him and walked straight past, heading into the villa.The servant waiting at the entrance bowed and greeted, "Mr. Moriarty."Cline removed his suit jacket and tie, handing them to the servant before walking over to the liquor cabinet.He casually picked up two high-end wine glasses, poured some decanted wine into them, and turned to hand one to Gehrmann who had followed him."Anything?" Cline rarely saw Gehrmann at his private villa, and especially not this late. It was clear he had something to discuss.Gehrmann accepted the wine and observed Cline, noting his expression was less gloomy than before. He mustered the courage to speak."Cline, has Luana offended you in the past?" The always gentlemanly Cline pouring wine over a woman's head was something Gehrmann had never witnessed.Cline gave him a cold glance. "Don't ask questions you shouldn't."Undeterred and even smiling, Gehrmann continued, "Is she the one you've been keepin
Luana smiled and said, "I asked you before if I could date, and you said I could do as I please. Now that I'm dating someone, it's natural for him to sleep with me, isn't it?"Cline's expression faltered, his usually indifferent face growing even darker.The suppressed aura of the Alpha around him became more unstable, as if it could erupt at any moment, engulfing everything around.Seeing him speechless, Luana suddenly raised her hand and touched Cline's eyebrows and eyes.She caressed his cheek from top to bottom with a hint of tenderness.This was the man she had loved for five years. How could she bear to hurt him?Yet, she didn't know that, in Cline's eyes, her action was seen as an affront to his Alpha dignity, for he now considered her "unclean".But he didn't love her, not even a bit. Why couldn't she let go?Lost in thought, Cline suddenly grabbed her wrist."Don't touch me!" he coldly uttered, "Dirty!"His voice carried the
When he raised his eyes, the corners were crimson, like embers under fierce flames, scorching and intense. The glint in his eyes seemed to hold the madness and resentment of a wolf's nature fully unleashed."Sold yourself to Travis, and I'm not allowed to touch you now?"His voice was pleasant, crisp and husky, full of magnetism, but his words were harsh.The word "sold" degraded her dignity to the dirt, and his speech carried the oppressive sense of superiority inherent to an Alpha, making Luana feel tiny and insignificant before him.She had once sold herself to him, thinking that by not spending a cent of his money, she could change his perception of her.Yet, in his eyes, she remained a "call girl" to be bartered at will.Luana felt as if her heart was pricked by needles, aching densely, but a smile rippled across her pale face."Mr. Moriarty," she coiled her hands around his neck, her smile brimming, "He paid me. Naturally, he wouldn't allow y
A faint fragrance mingled with the scent of wine filled the air, momentarily disorienting Luana.Faced with Cline's proximity, she awkwardly shifted towards the car door, but the confined space offered little room for retreat.After a couple of moves, her back was pressed against the door.Cline propped a hand on the window, trapping the petite Luana within the circle of his arms.As an Alpha, he unconsciously exuded a powerful and oppressive aura that enveloped Luana, making her breathing increasingly labored, as if ensnared by an invisible net.His cold, wintry eyes glanced at her before settling on the diamond necklace at her neck.A mocking chuckle reached her ears, "Seems your new sugar daddy treats you well."His rare laughter was more chilling than his usual stern expression, carrying an Alpha's intimidating presence that sent shivers down one's spine.Luana wanted to explain, but the words "new sugar daddy" rendered her silent.Fr
Hearing Travis's words, a surge of anger ignited within Luana, her heart trembling violently with rage.She clenched her teeth fiercely, managing to hiss out a few words through gritted teeth, "Don't worry."Seeing the fury and resentment in Luana's eyes, Travis finally released his grip, a look of regret crossing his face as he spoke with a hint of disappointment, "I had planned to enjoy our time first and then take you to try some more thrilling games. But since you're so repulsed by me now, let's just drop it. Rest assured, as long as you can secure the project successfully, we'll have plenty of chances to enjoy our time..."In Travis's mind, compared to momentary pleasure and the satisfaction of desire, he yearned more for the position of heir.As long as Luana could help him acquire the western land project, he was willing to temporarily suppress his desires and wait for her to fall in love with him before taking possession of her.Thinking that Luana w
When Travis heard Luana say she could help secure the project, a flash of excitement lit up in his eyes, and his interest was piqued.The western land project was about to initiate the bidding process next month, and Travis knew the significance of this project for him.His father, the influential Mr. Elan, had made it clear that if Travis could successfully secure this project, he would hand over the position of family heir to him officially.This was an opportunity Travis had longed for, a crucial step into the heart of power.However, the competition was fierce.Their rival was the Coburn Group from Washington, a leading enterprise with substantial strength and a renowned reputation.In terms of technology research and development, capital reserves, market share, and industry influence, Coburn Group held a distinct advantage.Beating Coburn Group in direct competition in their field was an almost unimaginable challenge.That's why Travis ha
Luana, still kneeling, wore the red wine splashed by Cline like a macabre mask, the dark liquid trailing down her cheeks, highlighting the fragile beauty of her pale face.Slowly, she raised her hand to wipe away the wine, her expression composed as she calmly replied, "We've met before."As expected, Travis thought to himself, bending slightly to scrutinize Luana with suspicion in his eyes.He pressed her further, "How did you meet?"Understanding his doubts, Luana took a deep breath and spoke, "I knew I bore a resemblance to Runa, and I thought to use that to my advantage. I took the opportunity of delivering documents to Mr. Moriarty and slipped something into his drink, hoping that after he slept with me, I could rise above my station. But he didn't fall for it and unceremoniously threw me out. Perhaps that's why he called me dirty, cheap."Luana's words successfully alleviated half of Travis's suspicions.He ha
The scarlet red wine slowly trickled down her hair strands, dripping onto her pale face, sliding over her slender neck, and falling onto her thin dress...It wasn't until the last drop of wine fell onto the back of her hand that she slowly lifted her eyes.Her gaze was filled with shock and disbelief, staring straight at Cline.Cline, with his eyes as cold as frost, contemptuously glanced at her and coldly uttered a word, "Cheap."As an Alpha, his words seemed to carry the unique deterrent power, making the surrounding air seem to solidify.Upon hearing those words, Luana trembled uncontrollably.She clenched her fists tightly, her fingernails digging deep into her palms, biting her lower lip, and stared at Cline without blinking.It was as if she wanted to bore a hole through him with her gaze, her anger and humiliation surging like a tidal wave.Cline, however, paid no attention to her reaction
As an Alpha, Cline's eyes radiated a coldness mixed with the unique oppressiveness of the wolf pack.That intangible force seemed to penetrate Luana's body, making it increasingly difficult for her to breathe.The surrounding air appeared to become heavy and oppressive due to his aura.Travis, witnessing this, was now certain that Cline was deliberately making things difficult for Luana.Yet, he couldn't fathom why Cline would target Luana in such a way.Did they have some unknown past?Did they know each other before?Hearing the words "pour on your knees," Luana's face was filled with shock and disbelief.'Pour wine while kneeling?' Although she had been his lover, she was by no means a humble servant to be commanded at his whim.Luana straightened her body once more, her eyes showing a hint of stubbornness and anger as she addressed Cline, "Mr. Moriarty, I don't know where I've offe