"Look, you're hesitating." Christine was like an invader. She pursued further and didn't let Gloria go. "I just asked you if you still loved him, but you hesitated. Do you really know yourself?
"Gloria, in my opinion, you are running away from him. Three years ago, you tried everything you could to escape. Now, you have made no progress at all. You are still escaping. Will you really be at peace at Waikiki Beach? I will be blunt. If you can only remain calm on Waikiki Beach, it means that you have never been calm." Gloria trembled, and her face paled. "Stop it! Enough!" Christine's words echoed in her mind. She wanted to press the pause button but there was simply none. "Gloria, Waikiki Beach is not a pure land. The peace you think is just your escape," Christine said seriously. Christine should not have said this, but she saw some things that the people in the police station did not see. She saw Gloria's hesitation. During the threGloria picked up the apple from the stable and quietly peeled it. Not long after, the peeled apple was handed to Patrick. The apple emitted a fragrance. Patrick didn't believe what was happening. He didn't dare to take the apple. He didn't know if the apple would disappear the moment he took it. "When will the operation be carried out?" Gloria went straight to the point. She held the peeled apple in her hand. Patrick immediately became alert. He was a little nervous. "Who told you?" "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?" She asked again, ignoring his nagging. "The day after tomorrow." He stared at Gloria. In fact, she was more stubborn than him. If she didn't get an answer, she wouldn't give up. Gloria nodded and stuffed Patrick. "Are you not eating it? I peeled it for you." Patrick felt warm in his heart. He had never shown his weaknesses, but now felt tears well up in his eyes. One could even see that his eyes turned red. He
Gloria looked at the sky. "Christine, you know that I hate him and am afraid of him. Six years ago, he sent me to the werewolf prison. There were iron bars everywhere. "Not long ago, I woke up in the morning and found myself locked in a space full of iron bars again. He put bars on all the windows. In my opinion, it was no different from my life in prison. "He tried all means to imprison me. He was now so sick that he finally let go. He said that he didn't want to continue the game. He was tired of me and I believed it. But isn't that ridiculous? He lets go only when he's dying. Does this mean that he cares about me? "You are right. When I was at the airport, I kept thinking about how you scolded me. I was running all the time. I didn't just run from him, but from my family as well. "Patrick imprisoned my body. As for me, I imprisoned my heart. "Alright, let's get in. It's a bit cold outside." Gloria felt relaxed after saying that. She stood up.
Luana's POVMy name is Luana, which sounds a lot like "Luna," doesn't it?Patrick gave me this name.From my childish perspective, Patrick was far from a gentle soul.Let's not even get into the rest. With a name as harmonious as his, he had to give me such an odd one.I am a werewolf, after all. How could he name me something that sounds akin to "Luna"?Wasn't that a desecration of the Moon Goddess?Every time I vehemently protested to Patrick, he would say, "Blame your dad for not being a girl, or you wouldn't have this name."He was the one who chose this unpleasant name, yet he managed to shift the blame onto my dad.Ah, I've gone on for so long without even introducing myself.My grandfather was Patrick Hammond. I heard he was incredibly charming in his youth and the Alpha of the Black Thorn Pack.My grandmother was Gloria Carter.I often wondered how these two, who seemed so mismatched, ended u
Third Person's POVAfter Patrick's passing, Luana thought her life would gradually return to calm.However, surprises emerged swiftly.Her parents fell victim to a rogue invasion, losing their lives in the defense against the rogues.Still a child, Luana was incapable of leading the pack.The Black Thorn Pack withered away.
Third Person's POVCline's hands, tidying the cuffs of his shirt, paused briefly. He slowly lifted his cool gaze and scrutinized Luana.Her face showed no sign of sorrow. Instead, there was a hint of excitement.It seemed that for her, this was indeed a form of liberation.He furrowed his brows and asked, "You've long wanted to leave me?"
He swiftly returned to the company, presenting the untouched items back to Cline and conveying Luana's words to him verbatim.Cline raised his indifferent gaze and scanned the items on the desk before his cold eyes finally focused on the black card.He asked Russell coldly, "An extra million dollars?"Russell quickly nodded in confirmation, "Yes."Before returning to the company, he had specifically checked the balance on the black card.
With that, Clarissa turned and took out a clean set of pajamas from the wardrobe, handing them to Luana. "Go take a hot bath and relax. I'll make you something delicious to eat. After your bath, have some food and then get a good night's sleep, leaving all your worries behind. Don't think about anything, okay?"Luana took the pajamas and nodded, "Thanks, Clarissa."In Luana's heart, Clarissa was always like this, unconditionally good to her no matter when or where.Clarissa was like a bright and warm light, illuminating her originally dark and cold path in
If that was the case, why had Cline not hesitated to spend a fortune to spend a night with Luana five years ago?Even after that night, he had insisted she sign the agreement.And each time they were together, his behavior was nearly out of control.She really couldn't believe all of this. Just as she was about to ask Joan where she had heard these gossipy news stories, she saw the door of the CEO's private elevator slowly open.The chairman's special assistant, Laura, and s
Luana felt uncomfortable by Gehrmann's words and chose not to say more. She put down the umbrella and turned to leave.After walking a few steps in the rain, she felt indignant and turned back to Gehrmann, "Mr. Moriarty, I appreciate your kindness in taking me home, but you don't have to judge me with prejudiced eyes. I just thought the umbrella you gave me was too expensive, and I was afraid I wouldn't have the chance to return it. That's why I refused."Luana spoke her mind in one breath and, without waiting to see Gehrmann's reaction, turned and ran.Gehrmann watched the petite figure disappear into the rain, feeling slightly stunned.He had assumed that women like Luana, who sold themselves, would try to seduce any wealthy man they encountered.Otherwise, she wouldn't have moved on to Travis so quickly after parting ways with Cline.But her words just now made Gehrmann feel a bit embarrassed, as if he had misunderstood her.Running home in the
"Get in the car. I'll take you home," Gehrmann said as he opened the rear door, his gentle voice mixing with the sound of raindrops.Luana snapped back to reality, realizing the person before her was Gehrmann, Cline's cousin.She and Cline had broken up, and logically, she shouldn't have any more entanglements with anyone from the Moriarty family.However, with her phone dead, no taxi in sight, and all nearby shops closed against the rain, she hesitated for a moment before getting into the car.Her clothes were drenched, leaving the back seat wet as well.Luana quickly took out tissues from her bag, trying to wipe the carpet under her feet, blushing as she apologized, "I'm sorry for messing up your car."Gehrmann stopped her humble gesture, "Don't worry about it. It's just a carpet. If it gets dirty, we'll throw it away."Luana's hand, holding the tissues, paused. She almost forgot that the person who kindly offered her a ride had the Moriarty surn
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