Jaclyn's POVI suddenly realized that my Luna wasn't always a passive and introverted person.At this moment, she had a sharpness to her, but it wasn't about the place. Moreover, I didn't like her ambiguous remarks."Speak plainly. Do you think there's something between Catherine and me?"Natash Yael turned her head to look out of the window, subtly changing the topic, "Where we are going doesn't seem like the way back home."I gently shook my head, "I really don't know where your mind is wandering. Didn't we agree to go shopping for clothes?"Although I sensed that something was off between my Luna and Catherine, if she didn't want to talk about it, I didn't want to press further.In my understanding, Catherine was a completely unrelated outsider to our marriage. So, sometimes, men's self-righteousness was often the root of trouble.Natash Yael and I had been married for a year, but this was the first time we went shopping together.It was already past eight in the evening, the cold
Natash POVI gently bit down, distinctly feeling the firmness beneath me that was on the verge of exploding.I couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, as if finding some amusement, and my small hand slid down his waistline.As I grasped the hot and swollen part, I couldn't help feeling a bit intimidated. I cast a fleeting glance at the size, gently pulsating, appearing almost like an angry and vigorous beast.I had never examined Jaclyn·Dills so carefully before, and at this moment, I found myself somewhat hesitant while scrutinizing this tool I had used countless times—a tool that suddenly seemed intimidating.But I forgot, I had teased a man who had abstained for two years until he reached this point. To consider retreating was simply impossible.Jaclyn·Dills quickly parted my legs, entering forcefully, lifting my delicate feet high with his large hand.My body was almost bent into a right angle, with legs forming an acute angle, and his movements from top to bottom were fast and fi
Jaclyn's POV:I agreed to Natash·Yael that she could look for a job, but deep down, I was convinced that my Luna wouldn't find anything suitable.Or rather, any job she could find, I could come up with reasons for her not to take. This was a plan I had formulated long ago.However, when my Luna told me she was going for an interview at Elite Law Firm, I was genuinely surprised.It's not that I look down on my Luna, but Elite Law Firm is not an ordinary small law office. The person in charge, Tommy·Fox, is not yet thirty, but he is already a well-known international lawyer.A few years ago, he was relatively unknown, but after winning several international economic lawsuits, Tommy·Fox became famous.Not only within the Red Valley Pack but also nationwide, he's a prominent figure. He even ranked first in last year's top ten lawyers.I've had a few encounters with him, and my impression is of a handsome, elegant, and intelligent man.Young and successful, with a disciplined private life
Natasha's POVI think Jaclyn must be convinced in his heart that I won't pass the interview this time.Therefore, although he poured some cold water on me verbally, after he felt satisfied, he generously expressed his support again, which improved my mood a bit. Actually, I know Jaclyn Dills' words, though unpleasant, make sense.Stepping into the lobby of the office building located in a prime location, my nervousness increased. The golden signboard of the elite law firm shone brightly in the lobby, displaying the magnificent calligraphy of a well-known artist, exuding a clear and extraordinary momentum.I feel quite useless. Many times, the lack of courage to try, withdrawal, evasion, and self-doubt seem to have become my habits.Taking two deep breaths, I slightly lowered my head to scrutinize myself. I took off the down jacket, revealing a standard professional female outfit inside - a blue suit, a white shirt. I had neatly tied up my long hair, displaying a sharp and capable deme
Natasha's POVI was led to a seating area adjacent to us, where a modern-looking coffee machine and a set of exquisite cups were arranged, courtesy of Linda.At a glance, I recognized that this set of cups was quite expensive."Mrs. Yael, what kind of coffee do you like?" I hesitated for a moment, bypassing my brain and saying directly, "Black coffee."As soon as the three words left my mouth, I clearly saw a pause in the hands playing with the cups. I couldn't help but silently facepalm and hastily added, "Uh, I like any kind of coffee."The CEO Fox on the opposite side chuckled a bit. His laughter was somewhat incongruent with his appearance, carrying a hint of hearty warmth, causing me to involuntarily look up. Our eyes met perfectly, and I froze for a moment.Upon closer inspection, the man looked even more handsome, but why did his gaze seem to carry a hint of anticipation?I never thought the interview would be so easy. I casually chatted with CEO Fox over coffee, answered a few
Natasha's POVI had no idea about the thoughts swirling in Jaclyn Dills' mind. All I knew was that this was a significant opportunity for Annelie, one that could change everything for her.Annelie had always wanted to bring her parents over to retire. Although she had earned quite a bit over the years, her brothers had married, built houses, and after buying the small two-bedroom in the Red Moon Pack, there wasn't much left.Bringing her parents over for retirement had been a financial challenge, and this deal would make it much easier.Excitedly, I dialed Annelie's number, and she picked up after the first ring, saying, "Alright, I get it. I'll remember to eat from now on. Dr. Mike, you can rest assured; I'll diligently follow your teachings."Even through the phone, I could sense her helplessness. An image of Annelie flashed in my mind, and I couldn't help but chuckle.There was a momentary pause on the other end, and then Annelie's voice came through, "Natasha Yael.""Yeah," I repl
Natash's POVAs the year-end approaches, Red Valley Pack becomes increasingly cold, with cold air sweeping in on Sundays, driving away the rare winter sunshine from the past two days.The howling north wind stings the face, and the sky appears somewhat gloomy, getting dark earlier than usual. By 5 p.m. when I finish work, it's already dark outside.Stepping out of the law firm, I instinctively shiver and pull down the hat of my down jacket. I wrap the scarf around my neck twice and tie a knot on the side, giving my feet a little stomp.I've always been sensitive to the cold; while it's manageable in summer, in winter, my hands and feet feel like they've just come out of a snow cave, despite wearing thick snow boots.In the past, the elderly used to say that a girl with cold hands and feet would improve after marriage and having children. However, after getting married and giving birth to Perry, my condition hasn't changed.Perhaps it was due to the busy days back then, even though Ann
Natash's POVThe library had already closed, but some lights inside were still on, casting a warm and clear silhouette from behind him.His features were hidden in the play of light and shadow, but this smile was exceptionally familiar.His way of speaking and the crispness with which he called my name brought back a nearly forgotten memory from the deepest recesses of my mind, bit by bit.After my mother's death, I returned to my father's house.My father and stepmother ignored me, making me uncomfortable, especially since I had grown up with my mother. Being in adolescence, I became rebellious to gain attention.The high school I attended was a prestigious one, but not everyone entered based on academic achievements.Aside from regular admissions, there were also special admissions. It was a tradition in the school to admit students with either wealth or influence.In other words, they were either wealthy or had powerful families, essentially, spoiled children. Although the school h
The usually deserted art gallery suddenly bustled with activity today, as vehicles came and went, occupying the few parking spaces in front. Louis emerged from the war meeting only to find not a single parking spot available. He had to park his car in the underground garage of a nearby office building and walk over. His handsome features, commanding presence, and the military insignia adorning his attire immediately drew the attention of numerous people as he stepped into the art-filled gallery. The juxtaposition of Louis' military resolve with the artistic ambiance of the gallery seemed discordant, yet he paid no heed to the curious glances of others as he made his way straight to the reception desk by the stairs, where two young women in their early twenties stood. One of the girls, her cheeks flushed with excitement, stuttered, "C-Can we help you?" under Louis' direct gaze, her head involuntarily lowering. A flicker passed through Louis' eyes, a slight upward curl at the corner
On a sunny weekend, Jaclyn and Natash decided to host a rare family gathering, inviting some close friends and relatives to spend time together. They prepared a sumptuous lunch and a series of fun activities to ensure that the gathering was filled with joy and meaning.As guests started to arrive, the house quickly became lively. Familiar laughter and greetings intertwined in the air, adding a cozy atmosphere to the entire room. Children ran and played in the garden, while adults chatted in the living room, sipping rich coffee and enjoying leisure time.Jaclyn and Natash busied themselves with entertaining guests while also trying to immerse themselves in the atmosphere of the gathering. They warmly conversed with everyone, sharing their recent news and joys. These friends and family meant a lot to them, and they had spent many wonderful moments together with their support and companionship.Lunchtime arrived, and everyone gathered around the table to enjoy the delicious feast. The ta
Jaclyn povI, Jaclyn Dills, have never been involved in things like chatting on Instagram, but Natash always likes to talk about it. In my opinion, what's the point of chatting with strangers on Instagram? If they're friends, just call them, right? But Natash never tires of it.However, now I have to succumb to this Instagram thing. To deal with this situation, I spent half a day sitting in front of the computer, finally registered for an Instagram account, and then added a friend who could provide fake IDs. When he asked me what documents I needed, I simply replied, "ID card," and then there was silence. After a moment, the other side replied, "We don't provide ID cards." I quickly asked, "Why? I heard you provide all kinds of documents." Then I added, "Money is not a problem."There was silence again for a moment, and finally, he gave me an address to meet in person. I felt strange. Now these fake ID businesses have become like spy activities, but I just wanted an ID card, and I rea
Natasha's POVOne day, Marilyn, Cecilia, and I were playing mahjong at Louis's house. When women get together, private matters are inevitably brought up. Maria glanced at Natasha Yael's swollen belly and asked, "You guys didn't use contraception, huh?" Natasha Yael nodded, "We did."Marilyn chuckled and pointed to her own swollen belly, "Then how did this happen?" Cecilia blinked, "How did it happen?" Natasha Yael explained, "We used a condom the first time with Jaclyn Dills, but somehow, it happened anyway."Marilyn smirked, "You guys must have been too passionate to bother with a condom, hence this little surprise." Natasha Yael blushed, and Cecilia remarked, "Jaclyn Dills seems calm and elegant, unlike Morris, who's so restless. He must be very gentle, right, Natasha Yael?" Maria nodded in agreement.Marilyn snorted, "You guys are so naive. These men are not gentle or elegant; it's all an act. They're wolves in bed. Otherwise, why would Natasha Yael have this belly? They haven't sp
Jaclyn's POVFeeling depressed again. Natasha is pregnant once more. How am I supposed to deal with this? Especially after indulging in rich food for over a year, now I have to go vegetarian? It's just impossible.After having our son, I often joked with Natasha about adding a sibling for him, but it was just talk. I don't want Natasha to get pregnant again. The nine months of pregnancy plus the confinement period, a whole year of dietary restrictions because of her, I've had enough.I've been careful, almost always using protection. And when there wasn't time for that, we made sure to take precautions. But nothing is foolproof. Sure enough, Natasha dropped the bombshell on me today.I must have looked utterly devoid of joy, which must have hurt Natasha deeply. She looked at me, lips pursed, and said, "You're not happy." Snap out of it, I thought, quickly pulling her into a hug and planting a couple of kisses. "No, no, of course not, Natasha. I'm thrilled! You know how much I adore da
Natasha's POVJaclyn Dills brought me to the seaside for a vacation, and it's been three days already. Apart from feeling very familiar with the outrageous bed in the presidential suite of the hotel, I haven't even seen the sunrise.Well, that's not entirely true. Sometimes, when Jaclyn Dills keeps me up tormenting me until the early hours, I occasionally catch glimpses of sunlight streaming in from the window. But by then, I'm so exhausted that I neither have the inclination nor the energy to appreciate the sunrise he has always longed for.By the fourth day, I couldn't take it anymore and directly ordered Jaclyn Dills that if he didn't let me out soon, I would go home by myself. What kind of vacation was this anyway?Driven by Luna's powerful resentment, for the sake of my future happiness, Comrade Jaclyn Dills finally took Luna out for a walk in the evening of the fourth day.The hotel we stayed in consisted of separate villas with a private beach, offering a high level of privacy.
Jaclyn's POVOne evening, after Luna and I had just finished a round of playfulness, lying in bed catching our breath, Natash, who had just regained her composure, complained discontentedly, "Jaclyn, why are you always on top? Didn't we agree that I would be on top this time?"I innocently caressed Luna, saying, "Didn't I let you be on top for the first half just now? You seemed to be enjoying it, telling your mate to go harder, to speed up for Luna. How quickly you forget."Natash blushed, "Whether I'm on top or you move, what's the difference when you're on top of me?" I blinked, then rolled over to pin Natash beneath me, leaning down to give her a playful nip before smoothly sliding inside her. "Hmm," Natash murmured.Leaning close to Natash's ear, I lightly nibbled and said with a mischievous tone, "Luna, your mate will tell you the difference now. When you're beneath, I can support you here, making it easier." As I spoke, my hand reached between Natash's legs, parting them forcef
Tommy's POVThe day I first met Natash Yael is forever etched in my heart. Her clear little face, those calm yet stubborn eyes, seemed to become the most profound imprint of my life. As years passed and time weathered, the memory of her only grew stronger.Love, viewed from the rational lens of science, is merely a biological program, a culmination of hormonal effects and chemical reactions. The initial ardor of romance tends to fade with time spent together, even to the point of complete dissolution after a decade.Though my time with Natash Yael amounted to less than a year, I never forgot her in the nearly fifteen years apart. Despite nothing ever happening between us, she became the singular regret I couldn't shake from my romantic history.Longing compelled me to decide to return home. Luckily, fate smiled upon us, and we reunited as I had hoped. However, I had already forfeited the right and position to love her.Jaclyn Dills will never know how envious I am of him. There was ev
Natasha's POVMy mind raced through a few twists and turns, and I reached out, grabbing hold of his shirt hem, and pouted while blinking innocently, "Mate, can't I just say I'm sorry?" It was my go-to move when dealing with Jaclyn Dills.Sure enough, Jaclyn Dills turned around, sitting on the edge of the bathtub, "What are you sorry for?"I hurriedly replied earnestly, "I shouldn't have gone to the nightclub with my friends." And what else? Jaclyn Dills' voice softened a bit.I blinked rapidly, "And I shouldn't have stayed out past ten.""And what else?""And... umm..." I racked my brain for a while but couldn't come up with anything.Jaclyn Dills' gaze slid from my face to my body, and his tone darkened, "Where did you get this outfit? I don't remember buying you anything like this. Do you know how ridiculous you look, prancing around on stage in that?""It's not prancing, it's dancing."Jaclyn Dills pursed his lips, "If this is the kind of dancing you're learning, starting tomorrow,