"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, anGloria 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
Gloria was frightened by Patrick. She didn't know how Patrick knew about Mica. Mica was her secret that she didn't want to share with anyone. However, in Patrick's eyes, Gloria's anxious expression had a different meaning. For some reason, he was getting madder and he was losing it. "Gloria, watch yourself and remember who you are!" Color drained from Gloria's face. Compared with all the insults she heard through the years, Patrick's words were more suffocating. She lowered her eyes silently, then she closed her eyes, and shut herself off from the outside world. "Mr. Hammond, I'm sorry." Gloria spoke slowly, "Mr. Hammond, I'll never forget that I am nothing but a rogue." She did not need his pity or his understanding. Though she also did not know what she had done wrong. "Mr. Hammond, if I did anything wrong, you can punish me however you want. My only wish is to leave Fittro Club alive one day." Slowly, she pus
Christine didn't understand why she was so concerned about Gloria, a girl who had nothing. In fact, she knew the reason, but she didn't want to admit it. Gloria reminded Christine of her youth. Perhaps, this was her way to comfort the younger Christine before. "There's no need. I'll eat at the cafeteria in the club." Christine shook her head. Everyone thought Gloria was humble and self-abandoned, but they failed to see Gloria's pride under her humble disguise. "You must have been a confident person before, right?" Christine asked. Gloria trembled. She kept silent for a long time and then said, "Before? It felt like a lifetime ago." "Wait a minute. This is for you." Christine handed a check to Gloria. "Mr. Wyatt asked me to give it to you." "That's a lot of money." The number on the check shocked Gloria. Christine smiled bitterly. "I was shocked too. Gloria, what did you do to make Mr. Wyatt so generous to you?"
Derrick slowly turned his head and looked away in the direction Gloria had gone. His gaze fell on Lillian. Derrick didn't need to use his abilities as a werewolf. He could read Lillian's thoughts from her expression. He could see a trace of discontent in Lillian's eyes about Gloria. He thought that Lillian was just like most of the women he met, arrogant and ignorant. In fact, Lillian looked young and energetic. She had beautiful long brown hair and fair skin. But she was far less attractive than the woman named Gloria. Derrick kissed Gloria twice, and he grew more passionate as he kissed her again. However, the two kisses were both interrupted, which made him a little unhappy. However, Derrick was different from Patrick. He tended to hide his emotions, so, Lillian wouldn't know he was displeased. He glanced at Lillian. The smile on Derrick's face was still there. He asked, "Your name is Lillian?" Lillian
In the evening, when it was time to get off work, it began to drizzle in Gabbs. Gloria was slowly walking in the rain. Gloria arrived at a convenience store near Fittro Club. "Miss, a total of six dollars and forty cents," the attendant said as she looked at the umbrella Gloria placed on the counter. Gloria glanced at the umbrella. This was the cheapest one in this store. She then checked her purse. She could afford it, but she hesitated. "Thank you. The rain is not heavy. I guess I don't need this umbrella." Walking out of the convenience store, Gloria wrapped herself in her clothes tightly. She lowered her head and continued to walk forward. The rain was not heavy. However, every time it rained, the wound on her waist would cause more pain. However, as she reached the dormitory, the rain grew heavier. Gloria was drenched. She stumbled and finally arrived at the door of her dormitory. She put the key into the keyhole
Lillian's impatient voice interrupted Gloria's thoughts. She said angrily, "Gloria, I said that I accidentally locked the door. I didn't mean it. What do you want?" Lillian thought that Gloria was accusing her. Lillian had been angry with her ever since she saw Gloria and Derrick kissing in the stairwell. She had explained the reason to Gloria. She thought that Gloria should be grateful and not pretend to be weak. Looking at Gloria's pale face, Lillian remembered that Derrick helped Gloria out when she was bullied by Patrick at Fittro Club. She couldn't understand why Derrick paid special attention to Gloria. The more Lillian thought about it, the more unhappy she felt. In Lillian's eyes, Gloria could not be compared to her at all. Lillian was prettier, sweeter, and better educated. However, Derrick treated Gloria so differently. Lillian thought, 'Gloria must have slept with Derrick, that would be the only expla
Gloria was lost in her memories, and she did not hear those unpleasant words from Lillian. "Gloria, you scolded me for being mean just now, and now you are going to play dumb?" Lillian's sharp voice was mixed with Gloria's panicked cry. There was a loud bang. Gloria fell and her head hit the doorknob. She gasped and turned to look at Lillian, who was shocked. Blood streamed down her forehead, and her world became a red blur. Gloria found that Lillian looked frightened. What happened? "It's not me! It has nothing to do with me! You didn't stand firm. It has nothing to do with me!" Gloria's vision became more blurred, and the last scene she saw was Lillian panicking and running past her out of the room. Her vision was blurring, and she was still confused. What happened to Lillian? "Christine, I want to ask for leave." Gloria felt very sleepy, and she muttered to herself without knowing what she was t
"Clarissa..." Albert wept and pleaded, "My mom has cancer, I got fired from my job, and the baby still needs milk. For the sake of our years together, treat me like a beggar and spare me a little help.""If you were truly a beggar, I'd give you some money to send you on your way, but you're not..."A clear voice cut through the air, tinged with exhaustion, coldness, and a hint of ruthlessness. "You're nothing but scum!""Clarissa!""Gag him and get him out of my sight!"At the command, the bodyguards immediately seized Albert and shoved him into the elevator."Humph, this despicable man!"Luana followed the voice and spotted a familiar figure leaning against the bar.The woman had a slender figure, waist-length curly hair, and fair, slender fingers holding a slender cigarette, while her other hand toyed with a wine glass.She tilted her head, staring into the red wine in her glass, as if observing another world from afar
Upon learning of this possibility, Cline simply said, "Thank you," and hung up the phone.He gazed once more in the direction the black luxury car had vanished, now more certain than ever that Dorian had taken his Luana.However, he refused to believe they were husband and wife.Russell arrived with the bodyguards in a hurry, seeing Cline standing in front of the smashed Bugatti.Thinking Cline's car had been in an accident, he quickly approached."Mr. Moriarty, are you alright? Did you take too much sleeping pill and start hallucinating again?"For the past three years, Cline had been plagued by insomnia, clutching two mementos of Luana and struggling to sleep through the night.Russell, worried about his health, had obtained some sleeping pills from Eva.Little did he know, Cline had become addicted to them. Later, Russell found out that the medication could induce hallucinations when taken in excess.It was these hall
Cline's brow twitched, his eyes filled with disdain as he regarded Dorian.He strode quickly to Luana, extending his hand with an unyielding tone, "Come with me."Before Luana could refuse, Dorian swiftly acted, his long arm encircling her shoulder and pulling her tightly into his embrace. A provocative smile played on his lips as he challenged, "On what grounds?"Cline's vision sharpened with pain, witnessing Luana clinging to Dorian, their bodies pressed close. A surge of rage erupted within him."Because I love her!"Cline's voice trembled yet rang out loud and clear, eight years of pent-up emotions bursting forth like a flood breaking its dam.Dorian, noticing the bloodshot eyes and the fervor in Cline's gaze, felt a flicker of realization. He glanced down at Luana in his arms.Her expression was calm, a faint smile curling her lips as if she had just heard an absurd joke, detached and indifferent.Not only did Dorian not l
Dorian rolled his eyes at the scene and impatiently pushed open the car door, stepping out to approach the Bugatti.He bent down and knocked on the window, "Dorothy, get out now."Luana, upon hearing Dorian's voice, froze for a moment before pushing away from Cline, who was still kissing her.Her breathing was slightly labored as she coldly instructed, "Open the door. My husband's here!"Cline's body stiffened. He averted his gaze from Luana and slowly looked at the man outside.Dorian, dressed in a gray suit, was impeccably neat. His handsome face and aristocratic demeanor made him look distinguished and aloof. Cline didn't care about Dorian's appearance, but he was annoyed that Dorian had called her Dorothy, not Luana.Cline swiftly fastened Luana's seatbelt and started the car, speeding out of the parking lot without another word.Dorian watched the Bugatti speed away, a look of frustration crossing his face.He muttered tha
Cline turned on the air conditioning, leaned sideways, and drew closer to Luana.His long, thick lashes lowered as he gazed at the petite Luana, his eyes revealing a longing he had never shown before."Luana..."He uttered her name as if it had taken all his strength.Luana opened her mouth to retort, but Cline suddenly gripped the back of her head with one hand, pressing her into his embrace.He whispered into her ear, "I... miss you so much."For three years, he had thought of her obsessively, to the point of madness, sleeplessness, and even hallucinations from medication.Now that he had found her alive and well, how could he let her go so easily?A flicker of disbelief crossed Luana's previously calm face, followed by a cold sneer in her heart.Would Cline truly miss her? He had never cared before. How could he miss her now?Was it because she was gone, and he couldn't find anyone to replace Runa, that he reme
For the past three years, his heart had felt hollow, a persistent ache that never truly subsided.Now, in this moment of holding Luana close, his restless heart finally found its resting place.To Cline, having someone he longed for still alive was like reclaiming what had been lost.He held Luana tightly, his throat constricting with emotion, unable to utter a word, wishing only to merge her into his very being and feel her presence undeniably.Luana, however, was perplexed by Cline's behavior.It was uncharacteristic of him—cold and distant at their airport encounter, avoiding even a glance, yet now he was uncharacteristically intimate.She wondered if the three years apart had taken a toll on his mental state.Frowning, she struggled to push him away, but Cline easily restrained her wrist with one hand.He spun her around, pinning her against the car door.Before she could speak, Cline captured her lips in a kis
Luana stood outside the door, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes as she contemplated Clarissa's changes over the years.Suddenly, the door creaked open from the inside.Angela, holding a child of about three years old, came into view.The little kid clutched a toy car, its round eyes wide with curiosity as it stared at Luana.Luana's gaze shifted between Angela and the child, a fleeting thought crossing her mind that Angela might be staying with Clarissa and Albert.Suppressing her doubts, she asked, "I'm a friend of Clarissa's. Is she home?"Angela froze, sizing up Luana from head to toe, unable to recognize the elegantly dressed woman with delicate makeup before her.It wasn't until Luana spoke that Angela's pupils contracted sharply, her face draining of color, her lips trembling as she stammered, "Y-y-y-o-u..."Then, as if she had seen a ghost, Angela retreated backward with the child, screaming at th
Dorian had just retrieved his suitcase from the baggage carousel when he spotted Luana approaching.He frowned slightly, his tone laced with displeasure, "Didn't I tell you to wait over there?"Luana rolled her eyes at him. "I was afraid you might grab the wrong luggage."With that, she slipped her phone into her small bag, took the suitcase from Dorian's hand, and began to wheel it away.Dorian, with his long legs, effortlessly kicked another large suitcase toward Luana. "This one's yours too," he said.Luana, though inwardly exasperated, shot a glare at Dorian's retreating figure and pushed both suitcases out of the airport behind him.Once outside, Luana handed the suitcase back to Dorian. "I'm going to meet a friend. Let's part ways here."Dorian tilted his head slightly, regarding her with an expression that seemed to question her intelligence. "You think I came all this way just to see you off?"Luana was speechless again
This meant he was giving her only one chance. If she refused, she would never be able to return home.Luana felt as if a heavy stone had settled in her heart, making it hard to breathe and preventing her from making a decision quickly.Dorian maintained his domineering posture, observing the shifting expressions on her face with a smug confidence, waiting leisurely for her response.Five minutes passed, and Luana took a deep breath before nodding. "Alright, I agree, but it's only a marriage in name."Dorian let out another faint sneer. "What else did you expect?"He picked up the diamond ring, nodded his chin, and gestured for Luana to extend her hand.Reluctantly, she stretched out her hand, and Dorian casually placed the ring on her right ring finger.After slipping the ring onto her finger, Dorian released her hand and looked into her eyes with his deep, dark gaze. "We go to the church tomorrow," he said.With that, he pocketed Dorothy's passport and turned to leave.Luana raised he