"You and... Gloria?" Sean knew that the person lying on the bed was Gloria. He had recognized her the day he saw her in Fittro Club. But he could not believe that Patrick had pressed her down and kissed her. "Can't you see it yourself?" "It won't be!" Sean grabbed Patrick, who turned around and was about to enter the ward. "Patrick, don't tell me you have feelings for her?" Sean's words made Patrick halt his steps. He slowly turned around and stared at Sean with a threatening look in his eyes. "Her? Who are you talking about?" "Of course, it's Gloria." Sean felt his scalp tingle from Patrick's gaze. When Patrick returned to the ward, his body seemed to be covered in frost, and he looked extremely cold and indifferent. He glanced at Gloria coldly and said, "I asked Sean to get you some food. It's on the nightstand." Gloria stared at Patrick with her mouth slightly open. She felt as if a door opened in her sealed heart. "I kissed you. So, I should give you somethi
Christine's words reminded Lillian of what happened that day. Lillian's face turned pale, but she did not think that Gloria had helped her out of sincerity. "Christine, what you said is true, and Gloria did help me out. Even so, I did not ask her to act like a dog to curry favor with the customers. She did it for money. What does it have to do with me?" Christine was so mad, yet she laughed. She felt that Gloria's sacrifice was not worth it, because Lillian was an ungrateful person. Christine sighed, "It's a pity that Gloria paid a price to save a piece of trash who doesn't know how to be grateful." Lillian's face turned ashen. Lillian looked at Christine angrily and said, "Christine, how can you insult me like that? I am a waitress at Fittro Club. I worked and I got paid. I didn't want a dime by sacrificing my dignity like Gloria. I've nothing to be ashamed of. Why should I be humiliated?" Christine could not help but laugh. "Lillian, let me make it clear to you. If G
Christine was not clear about Patrick's attitude, so she only narrated this matter in a calm tone. At first, only Yuna, her customer, and Gloria knew what happened that day. Gloria would endure all the pain alone, and she did not leak any information. In fact, it was Yuna who told it as a joke to the others in Fittro Club. Therefore, Christine also heard of it. Sean's eyes widened in surprise. He said, "Although Yuna is not a werewolf, she is crueler than a beast." Patrick's face turned frosty. He nodded at Christine and said, "Bring Yuna here. I'll wait for you in Room 1." With that, he turned around and walked toward the elevator. Sean was a doctor of the Black Thorn Pack as well as Patrick's good friend. Now, Sean noticed that Patrick was suppressing his anger. Why did Patrick get mad when others bullied Gloria? Patrick and Sean didn't wait long before Christine brought Yuna and Ruby into Room 1. Yuna and Ruby didn't know why Patrick had called them over.
Almost everyone in Fittro Club knew Patrick, but few knew that he was the boss of Fittro Club. Fittro Club was just a small business. In such an atmosphere, Sean suddenly laughed loudly. He looked at Patrick and said, "My Moon Goddess! This is so interesting! Patrick, she asked you to follow the rules of Fittro Club. What are you going to do?" Patrick chuckled. "You're right." He looked at Ruby and said, "Unfortunately, I'm the rule in Fittro Club." Ruby didn't understand what he meant. Christine reminded her, "Fittro Club is under Mr. Hammond's name. So, Ruby, if you still want to have a job, listen to Mr. Hammond, and don't make him mad." Ruby's face turned paler. "Ruby, if Mr. Hammond vents his anger, you can still seek a job after leaving Fittro Club. Otherwise, the moment you stepped out of the Fittro Club, someone would pull you to the Shadow Forest. You should know what is in the depths of the Shadow Forest," Christine said lightly. Ruby trembled all over and
"Vanessa, what happened?" Lillian felt that the air was strange, but she did not know why. Thus, she pulled Vanessa and asked. Vanessa and Lillian were friends. Vanessa was a little hesitant. She wanted to remind Lillian, so she said after thinking for a while, "Lillian, in fact, Yuna..." "Vanessa. Room 3 needs to be cleaned." Suddenly, someone stood up and interrupted Vanessa. Everyone in the room stood up. They said, "Let's go, Vanessa. It's time to work." Lillian's expression changed in an instant. She stood up and questioned, "Annie, what do you mean? Why did you stop Vanessa from talking to me? Who are you to her?" The person who interrupted Vanessa was Annie. She was prettier than the call girls in the Public Relations Department. She had been working as a waitress for two years at Fittro Club. Annie stopped in her tracks and turned around to look at Lillian. "Idiot, mind your own business." Annie's gaze was disdainful. She thought, 'Lillian always thinks that
"Alpha Mike, I didn't think that you would fall for a woman at the club. Before that, I thought you were not into women!" Mike's friend said with a smile. His words made others laugh, ignoring the humans among the waitresses in the room. Many customers in Fittro Club were werewolves. Although not every employee knew well about werewolves, they would get used to it as long as they worked in Fittro Club for a while. The werewolves didn't need to worry about their identity being revealed and attracting the hunter's attention. Gabbs was adjacent to the forest, so it was easy for them to hide. Moreover, the werewolves of Gabbs all had a legal identity in human society. The hunters would be in trouble if they killed them. Mike didn't care about the ridicule of others. He pulled Gloria and left room 2. He opened another door and pushed her into the room. "Mike, why did you bring me here?" Gloria asked doubtfully. This was room 6, an
Gloria subconsciously reached out her hand and held Mike in the way her brother hugged her when she was young. Mike froze and heard a gentle voice. "She would be happy if she knew you loved her." Gloria was about to leave. Suddenly... Mike held her tightly and whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, Melissa. I love you, Melissa." Gloria realized that she and the woman he loved both had a scar on the forehead and said the same thing to him. Therefore, Mike thought of her as the woman he loved. Gloria wanted to comfort Mike, but then a familiar cold voice came from outside. "Mike, let her go." When she looked at the door, her face turned pale. Mike squinted at the person standing in the doorway. "Patrick." Patrick stood elegantly there and took a glance at Gloria. "Come here." Gloria was frightened and got cold feet. Patrick's deterring aura terrified her. Patrick narrowed his eyes and his voice was ice-cold. "Wh
After a while, the elevator opened. Patrick was not surprised that Sean dragged another guy with him. "Come in." Patrick glanced at the two of them and didn't stop Stewart. "Where's the woman?" Stewart looked around with eager eyes. "This is Fittro Club, and there are plenty of women downstairs. If you want a woman, tell Christine and ask her to bring you one." Patrick said unhurriedly. Sean cast a glance at Stewart as if he was saying, "Are you an idiot?" "Patrick, this wasn't the woman you were talking about, right?" Stewart and Sean followed Patrick to the bedroom and saw a woman lying on the bed. They took a closer look and thought, 'Isn't she Gloria who was sent to prison by Patrick?' Sean's expression had a subtle change, but he didn't say anything so bluntly as Stewart did. Though he was as surprised as Stewart. "Check on her. See if she is alright," Patrick ordered. Sean was b
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
At that moment, Cline suddenly raised his well-defined hand and covered the mouth of the glass.His eyes were cold and indifferent as he stared intently at Luana's face, uttering a single word in a voice devoid of any warmth, "Dirty."This single word was like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into Luana's heart.It caused her a sudden constriction in her chest. The pain was almost suffocating.Her hand couldn't help but tremble violently, her fingers turning pale from the force of gripping the wine bottle.She stood there rigidly, her eyes locked with Cline's.However, in his eyes, she saw not a trace of their past affection.The tenderness and attachment that once existed seemed to have never been, replaced now by deep contempt and disgust.She thought painfully to herself, did he think she was dirty because she was with Travis?How ridiculous!She had been with him for fi
At this moment, even Travis, the man who claimed her as his plus-one, was staring at her with anticipation.There was not a hint of concern in his eyes, only greed and desire.It was as if she was merely an object for display, a creature without dignity, being appraised and toyed with by these wealthy and powerful individuals who looked down on her.Her heart ached with struggle, fully aware of the difficult situation she was in.If she complied with their demands, they might, in a moment of whim, let her off the hook.But if she dared to resist, with the power and means these people possessed, they would not easily let her leave this room, and the fate that awaited her could be even worse.After much internal deliberation, Luana finally, reluctantly, unclenched her tightly clenched fists.A glimmer of determination and desolation shone in her eyes.Her life was already a living death. Perhaps