*Esme* I held my breath so they couldn't sense my presence. Maybe they are also werewolves. My eyes were tightly closed, I was squatting like a pile of plastic trash bags that had been placed just like that. When they entered, I quickly stood up and ran towards the front. In the parking lot, I looked for a white car and unfortunately there were 3 white cars, where was the man. My eyes continued to monitor, anxiously looking around, the guard in front didn't see me, so I quickly ran to the sidewalk. Fuck that white car. If the guy guarding the door saw me then I might get caught again. I walked half-jogged, occasionally looking back. The glare from the car lights made me turn my face back to the front. I stopped walking when a gray car stopped next to me. The car window opened and the man smiled. "I forgot that I was using a gray car." He said, damn it! Luckily I didn't come across a white car. I immediately got into the car without protesting and finally, I managed to escape fr

*Esme* I've longed for this kind of intimacy for so long. The intimate touch of a man that I can't stop. The lull of his lips made me open my mouth to let his tongue enter and wrap around mine. His big, strong hands felt around my waist, moving up to caress my back. Hot, my soul struggled for more, my boobs swelled against his broad, hard chest, and my body floated as he lifted me onto the mini bar and kept kissing my lips without letting go. My hands wrapped around his neck, oh no, this can't be done, this has to stop. I pushed his chest a little hard and our lips separated, gasping, taking breaths simultaneously, fighting for the oxygen around us and looking at each other awkwardly. I wiped my face and immediately put my feet on the floor. "Sorry Zoris, I—" He cupped my face, saying, "It's okay, we can take it slow." I let go of his hand roughly and kept my distance, away. Folding both hands in front of my breast, wetting my lips which felt swollen, and leaning my buttocks ag

*ESME* I stood in front of the mirror looking at the gold pendant on my neck. A gift from Zoris, that I think is very excessive. It's like Zoris' beautiful eyeballs. Sparkling like a light that penetrates the night. That man, the more I wanted to avoid him, the more he tried to get closer with his elegant way. His kindness, his sweet smile, his patience in dealing with my many rejections. Today I will charge him to give me a job. I immediately left the room, before he made breakfast first. As someone who lives at his place, I am obliged to provide servants to the owner even without being asked. I half ran slowly down the stairs. Hopefully, he won't wake up yet. All the lights were still off and the sky was starting to get brighter. I walked slowly, parting the curtains and opening the balcony door. Cold air invaded my face and entire body. My mouth hissed and my hands hugged my body tightly. I wore shorts and a thick woolen shirt. The suit fits, at least my chest is covered so

*ESME* I returned to the room after finishing breakfast. I don't know where Zoris' room is because I didn't see him again after he left first, saying that he had a lot of work and couldn't stay long. If he knew this, why would he invite me to breakfast and end up having my face marked by those two women? A man wearing glasses watched me as I walked towards my table. To get a good impression I have to smile at him and he smiles too. In this case, I wish I could read everyone's minds like before. Being normal like an ordinary person feels bland and uninteresting. The tall man who had brown hair, a jaw filled with thick hair, large eyelids, and deep-set eyes approached my table and greeted me warmly, "Hi, I'm Jeremy, are you new here?" I shook his outstretched hand, "Yes, I'm Esme, nice to meet you," "I'm very happy too," he said, remaining in this position for quite a while. His hands were so warm and gripped mine tightly, he was very excited. "Oh, sorry, I was stunned by the figu

*ESME *Zoris is the type of man who doesn't give up easily, he always tries to get what he wants without having to force, but rather persuade. The subtle methods he used were very easy for me to reject for many reasons. I'm not the type of woman who easily gives up on a man's good looks, and a good body even though he is now taking off his clothes right in front of me. I turned around leaving him who would probably smile when he saw me leaving. I headed to the kitchen to get a drink from the refrigerator. I sipped a can of a very refreshing drink. I don't know what drink this is, it tastes sweet and very biting, after a few seconds I felt my body hot, and sweaty, my heartbeat was racing fast, and I felt very excited. Damn it! I touched my own body, the effect was extraordinary when I wanted to squeeze my breasts which were so big, "Oh, damn! Why is it like this." I squatted down while squeezing my hair to stop this unusual feeling. Instead of feeling better, this feeling got worse,