All Chapters of Midnight Howling: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ady's POV "Are you just going to keep staring at me or..." Damon suddenly said. "You want me to undress you ?" Damon's serious voice and reaction made me feel like I had just awakened from a nap when I heard that. I was surprised to find out that the car was already running. I was about to say something, but he spoke up again before I could. "Are you worried I might watch you while you get dressed?" asked Damon. "As you can see, I'm driving. I'm not a pervert who wants to watch you take off your clothes. And my car's car window is tinted, so no one but me will see you take off your clothes if I watch you on purpose." "Thanks for the clothes, but I'm going to take your towel," I said. Damon said, "It's up to you. It's your choice." Afterward, I became silent. Damon didn't even talk to me while he was driving. And because it's raining a lot, the area is busy. Looking in the distance, I discovered the bus had arrived just before our town. "Just drop me off by those buses," I told D

Ady's POV A blurred man was lying on top of me and kissing me with such intensity that I felt he would suffocate me and steal my breath. Later, he moved his lips away from mine, and I breathed hard. Damn! Because it was so powerful and was a good kisser. I thought my body would catch fire from the overwhelming feeling that engulfed my entire body. His warm tongue glided down my neck as he kissed me, and I couldn't stop moaning as it happened. His kiss continued down my neck. The stiffening in my n*p and the uneasy sensation in my bottom half was true. This is new to me—almost a perfect feeling. "Ady..." Someone's calling me. I turned around. Where did that voice come from? "Ady..." "Agh!" The sensation of his warm mouth enveloped my nip to open my eyes wide. "Ahhhhhh!" "Ady, wake up." I let out a sigh and sat on the bed. I seemed to pant like someone who had just run a long distance. 'That whole thing was just a dream. Damn, it feels real...' "Ady, are you okay?" I looked at

ADY "You'd better wear this jacket of mine." We had to go to the store because we were out of candles, and the news said the typhoon might last until tomorrow. When I entered the grocery store and suddenly felt cold, Jasper took off his hoodie and made me wear it. Immediately, I put it on. I smelled Jasper's perfume, which was masculine but not too strong. I feel like a gigantic, hairy bear wearing a hoodie; it envelops my entire body and provides a warm embrace. I could feel the warmth of Jasper's body right away from the jacket. "Thank you. I feel much better." I said, smiling. "You know you'd feel better if you just let me hug you. I'm also hot." Jasper said, smiling at me. "Not just my body, but my skin too." "Aren't you freezing?" I asked because I was a little worried about him. Even the people who work at the store are wearing jackets. "It is not easy for me to get cold," Jasper said as he touched my cheeks. I couldn't help but be surprised because her skin felt warm and

ADY "Jasper..." Jasper slowly turned his face away from me and sniffed my neck. I held my breath because the tip of his nose touched my neck. My entire body experienced an unearthly jolt of electricity in just a fraction of a second. I gulped. "I can smell someone in you who is not familiar to me," Jasper whispered as I felt his warm breath. He hasn't moved his face away from me. Instead, he stared at me, then slid his eyes down to my lips and back to my eyes. "You give him your first kiss." It's not a question, but a statement. I saw his jaw tighten, and his face quickly moved away from me. I had to gasp for air. "What're you talking about? Also, why do you have to get close to me to smell me?" I asked. Jasper didn't say anything, and I felt like I had a pain in my chest from how serious he looked. He looks hurt. Jasper stood up, so I followed him with my gaze until he left my room. "Jasper, come on, the... are you going home?" I heard Granny asking from downstairs. "Yes, gr

ADY 'Oh my god, he's too close...' I couldn't take my eyes off Jasper. Even he looked right into my eyes like he could see my soul. Even his warm breath was close enough for me to feel. And that scene we were in seems like something I've only seen on TV. "Jasper, what are you doing?" I asked him, avoiding noticing my stuttering voice. Jasper suddenly smiled, and he let go of me. When he put one of his hands behind his head, I saw his ear turning red. "Did I surprise you?" Jasper said, smiling. I said nothing and just kept looking at Jasper. Jasper stopped smiling and rubbed his nose bridge with a finger. "I won't kiss you even if I want to if I know you don't want to," Jasper said. "OK, just go inside," he said. I can't believe that this kind of man still exists. He had a chance to kiss me, but he held back. For some women, it might be an insult, but for me, it has a huge effect. Instead of making me angry, he impressed me. A man like him still doesn't need to prove that "he ca