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1,365,345	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1365753}'	Yes	2024-04-22 23:22	active	582	2354894674901699	Numbness, Burning, Tingling, Loss of Balance… 🖐🤕🦶	Neuropathy hurts more than just your body… it sours every activity in your life. Pain when you walk. Pain when you sleep. Pain when you work. Pain when you just want to spend time with loved ones. Sometimes it’s dull and achy. Sometimes it’s sharp and shooting pain tearing through your hands and feet. Wouldn’t you like to live life without constant pain? At Physical Achievement Center, we help people escape neuropathy pain without addictive drugs or surgery. We’re currently offering a 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐍𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 New Patient Special. This includes:<br /> <br /> ✅ Numbness<br /> ✅ Diabetic nerve pain<br /> ✅ Sharp electric-like pain<br /> ✅ Burning or tingling<br /> ✅ Muscle weakness<br /> ✅ Difficulty sleeping from leg or foot discomfort<br /> ✅ Sensitivity to touch<br /> ✅ Pain while walking<br /> ✅ Nerve damage from chemotherapy<br /> <br /> All for 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐍𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 , ALL for just 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄<br /> <br /> 👉 𝗠𝗮𝗷𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗠𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗠𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗱𝗼 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝘂𝗿 Neuro 𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗺.<br /> <br /> Serving Oshkosh and all surrounding areas.<br /> <br /> Physical Achievement Center<br /> 3475 Omro Road, Suite 300<br /> Oshkosh WI 54904<br /> (920) 689-4930<br /> <br /> 👇Click “Sign Up” Today 👇	SIGN_UP	http://fb.me/	254333417766094	Physical Achievement Center	https://facebook.com/61557203084874	3	1	2,522,982,077,912,146	2024-04-22 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	0	Sign up	Physical Achievement Center	120208298439860224	fb.me	NONE	image	⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 4.9 (237+)	http://fb.me/	2024-04-22 13:46	https://scontent-ord5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/435922066_958342619094706_4662429566516502414_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ugffA9rLrpkAb4wt_pA&_nc_ht=scontent-ord5-1.xx&oh=00_AfAJyF7sRjg3KTavrwmlxi6d7lXQjwjl3cO81RQJLD4doQ&oe=662D0333	person_profile	Physical Achievement Center	https://scontent-ord5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/437528238_750125837209818_8205222453893349717_n.jpg?_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4lcRd2XysCwAb7zZMTt&_nc_ht=scontent-ord5-1.xx&oh=00_AfCk9Ow2OLHP9Oz53K7ETlpaDYUeU6hzEXf2V1zkCNLVPw&oe=662CED33	3	Physical Achievement Center	2024-04-22 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,365,383	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1365753}'	Yes	2024-04-22 23:22	active	582	335961376167160	𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐍𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠	Sick and tired of putting up with constant neuropathy pain? 😬 You too can join thousands who restored their mobility and enjoy pain-free lives. ⚕ We utilize advanced techniques to treat neuropathy pain at all phases, from mild discomfort to severe nerve damage. And the best part? NO INJECTIONS OR DANGEROUS DRUGS! These breakthrough treatments are now available in Oshkosh, WI and surrounding areas 🛑 Stop living with your pain, find relief with our neuropathy treatment protocol: ✅ Reverse years of nerve degeneration ✅ Low or no cost to you ✅ NO steroid shots ✅ NO addictive and harmful drugs ✅ Approved by the FDA ✅ 100% safe and NO negative side effects ✅ NO injections Don’t ignore the dangers of injections and medications: ❌ Ghastly hospital bills ❌ Months or years of painful recovery ❌ Potentially serious side effects Is this breakthrough neuropathy treatment protocol for you? Find out with a 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐍𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ALL for just 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 To see if you qualify, click “Sign Up” to fill out our Quick Questionnaire. Any information submitted is secured and will not be shared or used in spam. Serving Oshkosh and all surrounding areas. Physical Achievement Center 3475 Omro Road, Suite 300 Oshkosh WI 54904 (920) 689-4930 👇Click “Sign Up” Today 👇	LEARN_MORE	http://fb.me/	254333417766094	Physical Achievement Center	https://facebook.com/61557203084874	3	1	3,677,927,112,465,520	2024-04-22 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	0	Learn More	Physical Achievement Center	120208298443270224	fb.me	NONE	dco	⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 4.9 (237+)	http://fb.me/	2024-04-22 13:58	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/439672322_959929388704136_8257615922391890451_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2s0r1Xn85kMAb7UCS3X&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfASCGsLSk0a1HO3V4JP6afy3DswVoS63KQZ2UVLWWhu8Q&oe=662D06BC	person_profile	Physical Achievement Center	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/439695022_1247788886185978_8643564748586346300_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yla1IXuPFLgAb7Lklws&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfAtluT5LKLVRes7b0HHLrqOuwKgSU3heKm6j56JkC0T7A&oe=662D114E	3	Physical Achievement Center	2024-04-22 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,366,238	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1366889}'	Yes	2024-04-22 23:24	active	582	393272040186087	Unlock a Bursitis-Free Life: ArcticBlast™️ Makes It Possible	𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭™️: 𝐌𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥-𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟<br /> <br /> 🚨 𝐈𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐬, 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐌𝐲 𝐔𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞! 🚨<br /> <br /> Bursitis? More like a burst of pain…<br /> <br /> I was feeling helpless, bogged down by insufferable bursitis pain that started in my hips and gradually spread like wildfire.<br /> <br /> Every step was a challenge; a grocery store run felt like a marathon. Getting up from a chair or bed turned into a mental and physical hurdle. <br /> <br /> And the nights? Sleep became a distant memory. <br /> <br /> My hip bursitis wasn't just uncomfortable—it was life-altering in the worst possible way.<br /> <br /> The Terrifying Turn: Septic Bursitis<br /> <br /> Ignoring my condition was my biggest mistake. 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1,366,132	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1366118}'	Yes	2024-04-22 23:24	active	582	992797778930277	😍📖Read Now-Desert Heat (Complete) (Book 1 to Desert Series)	"{Allie’s P.O.V.}<br /> “SIN!!!” I screamed from the living room. We were both going to late to work again because of her.<br /> “I am coming!!” she screams back.<br /> “You have to be fricking kidding me!! We cannot be late again this month!!” I shouted banging on her door. She finally opens it and gives me a dirty look. “You good?” I ask her<br /> “Yes! Now come on!” she grabs my arm. We run down the stairs from the fourth floor of our condo and jump in the car. We shared a vehicle and just requested to have the same shift. Even though our manager was a total jackass, he had no problem with it.<br /> Pool season just opened for the summer and Sin and I are bottle girls for a beach club. We normally worked as drink girls for one of the bigger named casinos, but during the summer, we worked as bottle girls for one of the stand-alone beach clubs off the strip because we made more money that way. The drunker people got, the more tips we made. It came at a price though. Groping, touching, and the constant harassing to come back to guys' hotel rooms. Gross! Sin and I were roommates and we met while working the casino floor a few years back.<br /> She and I had bonded over the fact we were both orphaned at young ages and moved to Las Vegas for a clean slate. My parents moved to the United States from South Korea to New Hampshire. They died in a car accident during a bad storm and I survived only because I was protected in my car seat. I had no family in the states and my grandparents on both sides in Korea wanted nothing to do with me. They blamed me for my parents’ deaths, so I ended up in the foster system. I was never adopted.<br /> Sin had it the worst though. Her mom was an addict who died from an overdose while she was in her playpen. She was not found for two days after her mother’s death until a social worker came by for a wellness check. Her dad was a three-strike criminal who ended up with a murder one charge on his record. With the wrap sheet he already had, he is now serving three consecutive life sentences in prison. Sin also had no other family willing to take her, so she ended up the way I did.<br /> We both worked at Kane Beach Club as bottle girls and we knew it was going to be a busy day. It was one of the hottest days on record and we needed to get there fast. Luckily, Sin has a lead foot, and what would normally take twenty minutes only took us twelve. We were already dressed in our uniforms which basically very revealing bikinis that left nothing to the imagination. The club had three different kinds of uniforms depending on your position, the ones we had to wear were the most revealing and specifically for bottle girls. About six of us had to wear these because of our body types. We were all lean, fit, with cup sizes that ranged from full C to double D and bums that would make most girls jealous. Not to toot our own horns, but bottle girls at Kane Beach Club were hot af.<br /> We were all of different skin tones and races, so it made it at much diverse. I was Asian, Sin was Latin American, Dani was caucasian, Maxine was Italian and the others were Irish and Cuban respectively. Sin and I maintained our bodies all year round so we could keep our jobs as bottle girls every summer. We both hated our uniforms, but we sucked it up. We only had to wear them for three and a half months out of the year. So it wasn't too bad.<br /> We ran through the employee entrance and clocked in with two minutes to spare. I shot her a glare.<br /> “We were almost late again because of you Sin!”<br /> “Sorry! I couldn't find my bottom!” she shouted. <br /> “I told you to put your uniform on the chair last night did I not?” <br /> “I'm not prepared the way you are Allie!” I rolled my eyes at her comment. I loved her like a sister, but we were definitely polar opposites when it came to organization. <br /> We made it to our briefing right as it was about to start.<br /> “Alright, ladies and gentlemen today is going to be a pretty busy day. There are already about 300 hundred people waiting in line to come into the beach club and it will only get busier as time goes on. Be prepared and respectful to our guests. Any questions?”<br /> “No, Sir!” we all shout to Jake the club manager. He was such a jerk. It was his idea for the uniforms Sin, I, and the other girls had to wear. Our bikinis covered maybe one-tenth of our bodies. It seriously left nothing to the imagination, but it is what it is. Sin and I were the shortest girls, so we were always in four-inch wedges or higher when we worked. We became accustomed to the pain of aching feet that it no longer bothers us to stand around for eight to nine hours. We do get to sit now and then and get breaks.<br /> We made our way out and sure enough, people were already being let in once the clock struck 11 o’clock. Music was blaring and people were already at the bar ordering drinks.<br /> “Only in Sin City!” Sin shouted in my ear. I smiled and got to work. <br /> We all had assigned cabanas and lucky for me, I had only had two at the time while Sin and the others had four each. They were running around and panicking already while I was able to take my time. It didn't take long for the grabbing and touching began. I knew it was going to be a long-ass hot summer day.<br /> After a couple of hours, the club was jammed packed full of people, and I ended up with a third cabana. Luckily, it was just a bunch of girls who were super chill and friendly. It was a bachelorette party and they were just having a good time. They were more here for the music and the wave pool. They were handsy with me but in a girly kind of way. I didn't mind. I was chit-chatting with them for a few minutes and then all of the girls stopped laughing. They were all mouths open, jaws on the ground drooling and looking towards the entrance. I turned around saw what they were ogling over.<br /> A group of about ten guys walked in. Bodies built like the Greek gods. All of them were at least 6ft or taller. All of them had tattoos, some more than others, and all of them were nothing short of perfection. I had been working here for three summers along with Sin and had never seen a hotter group of men.<br /> “Girl,” Sin said in my ear. I had no idea she was even behind me. Almost every girl in the club was staring, even girls who were here with their boyfriends and husbands. I just nodded at her one word. I ended up locking eyes with the tallest one, he looked to be about 6’5 or 6’6, he was ripped as can be, and almost his entire body was covered in ink. His whole body was a work of art. He had a man bun, pitch-black hair, clean shaved face, and green eyes. After a minute, he moved his eyes and glared at me and they sat in the private VIP cabana.<br /> “What was that all about?” Sin asked.<br /> “Why did I get a dirty look? Everyone is staring,” I said and turned my attention back to the girls. “Alright ladies, I will be back with your bottles and I will put your food order in now,” I said and walked off.<br /> <br /> {Dorian’s P.O.V.}<br /> We pulled up to Brandon’s beach club in Vegas. This was our first time at this location because we typically went to the one in Reno. Fewer humans went to that one, but Brandon insisted on this one this time. I personally hated coming to these clubs. I was sick and tired of girls trying to sleep with me and I was sick of sleeping around in general. I wanted to find my mate. I needed my Luna to help me run my pack. Brandon was an amazing Beta, there was no doubt about that, but something always seemed to be missing.<br /> My dad told me that it was because I had been Alpha for almost ten years and had no mate. He gave me the pack as soon as I turned 18 and gained my wolf. By the time I turned 24, I had grown our pack by double and ran the most profitable security firm that specialized in the supernatural. I had some of the most lethal hitmen in the country working for me. If we didn't have someone, I would contract external resources. By that time, I had slept with every unmated she-wolf in my pack, and none of them were my mate.<br /> I stopped sleeping around once I realized that no one could satisfy me. I even had trouble getting it up at one point. So, I finally turned to my dad for advice. I was too young to be having trouble with my libido. He said it was because my wolf wanted our mate and not some random girl in the pack. I have been frustrated for the past four years now because no matter where I go or look, I still have not found my mate.<br /> Brandon always kept a low profile. He was the pretty boy in my pack and the girls wanted him, but he was actually smart to wait. He may not look like it, but he was a still virgin. He waited and is still waiting, but he is also just as frustrated as I am.<br /> “Come on man,” Brandon said while pulling my arm.<br /> “Screw this, I hate clubbing. You know that!” I shouted<br /> “We needed to get away, plus, it's a beach club, and I know you like the water,” he said. We made our way through the private entrance specifically for us. Most people did not know Brandon was the owner and just assumed we were VIP, which we were. As soon as we walked into the pool area, it was like time froze. All eyes to us, at least all female eyes were on us. A dozen werewolves walking in a group was something new for these people, especially those who were human. <br /> As we walked to the VIP Cabana, I locked eyes with an Asian girl. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She was wearing the most revealing bikini that made me either want to rip it off and eat her up or cover her up from all the men in the room. She looked to be about 5’6, but then I saw her shoes. She was wearing four or five-inch heels which meant she just was over 5ft without them. She had light brown hair down to her mid-back that was curled, light brown eyes, plump lips, the hottest toned body, natural breasts, and a bum that was nothing short of perfect. I felt it, my flesh twitched in my shorts and my heart was beating as if it was about to jump out of my chest.<br /> Mate! Shouted my wolf Bandit. I had finally found her, but then her scent hit me.<br /> Dang! She’s human!<br /> Who cares! She is our mate!<br /> <br /> This made it more complicated. I had to tread lightly. I broke my gaze and without realization glared at her. Her eyes were hurt when she saw this. I cursed to myself, and we walked into our cabana, but I never once stopped looking at her. She bent over and I could see her bottom perfectly. I saw her smile at the group of ladies she was serving and she walked away.<br /> Go get our mate!<br /> How about we get her name first.<br /> <br /> ""Brandon!""<br /> ""What's up?"" <br /> ""Bring me the manager,""<br /> ""Got it,""<br /> <br /> {Allie’s P.O.V.}<br /> As I was gathering bottles for the bachelorette cabana, Sin came up to me.<br /> “Allie, that group of guys that just walked in! Girl, I have never been so wet!” <br /> “Sin! Calm down, they are just guys,” I laughed as she was fanning herself.<br /> “Yeah, Greek godlike guys! Every girl in this place was staring. You should have seen their boyfriends and husbands. Some have even started arguing and left.” She laughed. The other girls and I giggled while shaking our heads. Even with her past, Sin loved men. She was friendly to everyone and loved to flirt.<br /> “Allie!” Jake called my name.<br /> “Yeah?” I responded.<br /> “When you're done delivering those, I need you to pass off your other cabanas to Sin and the others,” he said to me.<br /> “What? Why?” I was shocked. I needed my tips.<br /> “Don't worry, you'll get your share of the tips that come from them. But you've been requested as the permanent bottle girl for the VIP cabana,” he explained.<br /> “You, lucky gal!” Sin and two others yelled when they heard this.<br /> “Jake! Only one cabana for six hours!? I am not going to make anything out of that!” I was livid. Even if the girls shared the tips from my other cabanas, one cabana was not going to make enough for the day. Sin and I lived upscale since we split the rent, so we were okay when it came to bills, but we still had to try and make a few hundred each per shift to make ends meet and be able to save. We wanted to take time off and travel since we both never got to do that growing up.<br /> “Allie, they have already ordered twelve bottles!” he yells.<br /> “TWELVE!?!” We all yell back.<br /> “Do these guys plan on walking on out of here alive?” Sin asked.<br /> “I do not know, and I do not care! Get them their bottles. Here is the order, and you stay at their cabana until they need something else, got it!?” He handed me their order and walked off. I had no say in this. I looked down.<br /> “These are all top shelf!” I shouted. Sin and the girls circled me as we read off what they ordered.<br /> “Some of these bottles cost two to four thousand each,” Dani said from my left.<br /> “The cheapest one they ordered is $900,” Maxine said from my right.<br /> “Look, Jake wrote ‘OT’,” Sin said pointing to the bottom corner.<br /> “Open tab!?” we all shouted. <br /> “You, lucky gal!” They all shouted.<br /> “You asked didn’t you!?” Maxine asked clearly jealous but in a cute way.<br /> “No, I was happy with my other three cabanas. I would have gotten at least a grand in tips and commission from them today. I was perfectly fine with that!” I defended. As bottle girls, we each made a 2% commission off the total sale of a tab per cabana and kept all our tips. The only time we share tips is if we shared a cabana or had to pass it off like in this case.<br /> “Wait, Jake said you were requested,” Sin said.<br /> “That means they asked for specifically,’ Dani said crossing her arms.<br /> “You, lucky gal!” they all shouted again.<br /> “Stop!!” I shouted and we all started laughing. <br /> Why would they request me?<br /> <br /> {Allie’s P.O.V.}<br /> The girls were nagging me non-stop about how unfair this all was. It was cute though because there was no ill will against me.<br /> “Fine!” I shouted. They all shut up and looked at me. “How about we each take three bottles to them, that way I will share whatever tips come out of it, you guys can eye-strip whoever you want for a few minutes and then go back to your cabanas. Would that work?”<br /> “YES!” they squealed.<br /> “Come on girls,” I said. We each take three bottles and head for the VIP cabana. We get there and I avoid any eye contact. I was still offended by the dirty look I got earlier. The other girls could have their fun for a few minutes and flirt and possibly get a little cash tip out of it. We were there for ten seconds before each of them was on someone’s lap. I just laughed, shook my head, and organized the bottles, ice, and juices. Some help they were.<br /> I felt a pair of eyes watching me and looked up. It was the guy from before, his stare took my breath away. His eyes were even greener up close. I stopped staring and got back to work opening the bottles. I poured shots and made some cocktails.<br /> “Alright girls, I think your cabanas are calling,” I told them. They definitely overstayed their welcome. “Unless you want to lose all your tips, go!” I shooed them away.<br /> “Party pooper!” they all shouted. I smiled and shook my head again.<br /> “Gentlemen, I will be standing over there. If you need anything else, please just wave me over,” I said and stepped out to the corner under some shade and enjoyed the music. Unlike the other girls, I hated flirting. Guys honestly scared me and it was nothing against them, but ever since I was assaulted by my high school boyfriend after I turned 18, I have not been able to feel attraction. Yes, men turned me on, but not enough to date again or even sleep with someone. The trauma from that night is one I will never forget. <br /> Devin, my ex-boyfriend, and I dated for a year, and during the whole time, he would try and get me to sleep with him, but I wanted to wait until marriage. For the first few months, everything was good, but after that, when I started to reject intimacy, Devin became obsessive and possessive. Every time I even talked to another guy, he would accuse me of cheating or wanting to sleep them. I just was nice to people, but Devin never saw it like that.<br /> When he hit me for the first time during an argument, I thought it was a one-time thing and forgave him. But I was terribly mistaken. The abuse got worse over time the more we argued, but I was afraid to leave him. Then one night during an argument about me rejecting his demand again, he finally lost it. He threw into a fit of rage and assaulted me. All I remember is screaming for help, but no one came. Devin had turned up the music in his dorm so loud that is drowned out my screams. I remember waking up in the middle of the floor in his dorm beaten, bleeding, and violated.<br /> Even though I was afraid, I was not going to let him get away for stealing the most precious thing from me. He had no right whatsoever to do that to me. I got up, got dressed, and went straight to the hospital to get a kit done. They contacted the police and I reported Devin. Devin came from money, so his parents hired some fancy lawyers to fight it, but the evidence and photos were clear as day, so he ended up being sent to prison and being classified as a predator. All I remember from that day in court was that he swore he would find me and kill me. That threat alone earned another year in lockup because he said in front of the judge.<br /> That same day of his sentencing, I packed up my stuffs and got the heck out of New Hampshire. I took my savings and got on a greyhound. I had no idea where I was going. I wanted to leave the country, but I did not have the money or a passport, so I ended up here in Vegas. I am glad I did though. I found steady work, met Sin, and started working here at Kane Beach Club. My life was good. I was rid of Devin and started over.<br /> “Hey, sweetheart!” someone called.<br /> “Yes?” I turned around and went into the cabana<br /> “Can we order some food sweet cheeks?”<br /> “Of course, what you would guys like,”<br /> “Five cheese pizzas, six orders of fries, three of those appetizer samplers, five chicken tenders with gravy and …”<br /> “Turkey B.L.T. please,” I look over and the tempting man finally spoke. His voice was deep and smooth. <br /> “Is that all for you guys?” I ask while looking back at the other guy.<br /> “That should do it, for now, sweet cheeks,” he gave me a dashing smile.<br /> “Great, I will go put the order in and add it to your tab. Please excuse me,” I turn to walk away. <br /> As I am heading to the bar computer to input everything, Sin locks arms with me<br /> “So, mi Amor, how is the hulk man cabana?”<br /> “Fine, they don’t pay attention to me. Mostly check out other girls, drink and laugh with each other,” I said while tapping in the food order.<br /> “That is a lot of food,” she says.<br /> “Well, there are a lot grown men,”<br /> “Why is there a random Turkey B.L.T order?”<br /> “The guy that gave me the dirty look ordered it,” I said. “Sin, he has a really thick voice,”<br /> “Oh, really now?” she smiled and lifted her brows.<br /> “Come on, I am just complimenting him. It did not mean anything,” I said letting out a sigh. I tallied up the total and added it to the cabana tab. “You know I am not like that. Especially not after what happened to me,” I looked at her.<br /> “I know, babe,” she side hugged me.<br /> “Are you busy?” I asked her<br /> “No, all of my cabanas are good for about fifteen minutes,”<br /> “Sweet, want to hang out with me?”<br /> “Yes!” she squealed, and we walked back together. As we were making our way back, I glanced at the crowd but immediately froze. I turned my head because I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. But off in the back corner. There he was. Fear immediately took over and I started to shake.<br /> “Babe, what’s wrong?” Sin asked me. I looked again, and he smirked at me.<br /> “S-Si-Sin,” I could not speak.<br /> “What? What is it?”<br /> “Devin,”<br /> “What the heck? Are you sure?” she asked. I nodded and started to cry. I had never been this afraid since that night.<br /> “How did he find me?” Sin grabbed a bouncer.<br /> “Hey, her ex-boyfriend is here. He is dangerous,”<br /> “I will call security,” the bouncer said and ran off. I stood frozen, I could not move, and tears just kept coming. <br /> “Why are you two just standing…What the heck is wrong with her?” Jake asked. Suddenly, the guy who ordered the food ran up to us.<br /> “What on earth is going on here?” he asked<br /> “Who are you?” Jake asked him.<br /> “My name is Brandon Kane, I own this club,”<br /> “Mr. Kane,” <br /> “Why is my employee scared half to death!?” he asked.<br /> “Her abusive abusive ex-boyfriend is here! He threatened to kill her four years ago when she pressed charges against him. She ran away from New Hampshire to here to start over. Looks like he found her,” Sin said. Normally I would be pissed for her telling strangers my backstory that way, but I was too scared to even care.<br /> “Escort her to the CEO office on the third floor. I will have two of the guys I came with go with you,” he said to Sin. “And you,” he referred to Jake. “Shut this place down! I want everyone out in thirty minutes. Close everyone’s tabs, refund any entry fees, and all workers go home early with full pay. I want this place empty!” he shouted in Jakes's face.<br /> “Come on, babe. He can't hurt you here, too many witnesses,” she says to me as she leads into the main building.<br /> <br /> {Dorian’s P.O.V.}<br /> After we ordered food, I saw her walk away. I hated her outfit, I would have to either get her to quit working here, or have Brandon change the work attire. I watched her as she had fun with her coworker who was equally pretty, but not as much as my future Luna. Her smile was radiant, and I could tell these two were close.<br /> “So, why her?” Brandon asked<br /> “She is your future Luna,” I responded<br /> “Holy moly! Is she!? That is freaking awesome! Congrats man!” he was happier than I was. He has been my best friend since we were kids, and I always knew he would be my Beta. He wanted a Luna for our pack more than I did. I knew he would do anything to keep her safe. <br /> As she and her friend were walking back laughing away, she suddenly froze. Without a pause, I sensed it immediately. Fear. I watched from afar when suddenly her body started to tremble, and tears fell from her eyes. She was terrified.<br /> “Brandon!” <br /> “Yeah?” he said. I pointed to her. “What the heck, she is scared to death,” anger rose from his tone. “I'll check it out,” he got up and ran to them. She is shaking more, and I watch. I wanted to run to her and whisk her away. I wanted to keep her safe from anything and everything. Brandon held two fingers to me.<br /> “Two of you go to your Beta and do what he says,”<br /> “Yes, Sir!” Two of them take off. It seems Brandon wanted an escort for them. That only meant there was a threat to her.<br /> Dorian, you are not going to like this. He said to me in a mind link<br /> What is it?<br /> Her life may be in danger. His words fueled my anger and Bandit was about to surface. You need to chill man. If you go full Alpha now, it will only scare her more. She is heading to my office. I am shutting this place down and kicking everyone out. I will take you to her, just give me a minute. I nodded. He was right, I could not risk scaring her even more than she already was. I wanted to find the threat and eliminate them.<br /> Brandon came running up to me a few seconds later. <br /> “Come on,”<br /> <br /> {Sin’s P.O.V.}<br /> I could not believe that creep found her. She was just really starting to let go of the past and move on, but now. I hated Devin with a passion for this. I wanted him dead. Allie is like a sister to me, and seeing her like this enraged me. The two guys Mr. Kane who escorted us led us into his office.<br /> “Wait here ladies, Mr. Kane will be right up to check on you,” one of them said.<br /> “Thank you,” I replied as he closed the door. I sat Allie down on the couch that was in his office and held her tight. The fear was all too real, and I could not do anything to provide her comfort.<br /> “How?” she said “How did he find me? I live off the grid! Everything is in your name! I don't have a bank account or anything to trace back to me! How did he freaking find me!?!” she vigorously shook her head while grabbing her hair. I hated to see her like this. She was not even crying she was just pissed. I held her as she just screamed bloody murder. I heard the door open then,<br /> “Mr. Kane,” I look to our CEO and the other guy that has been eyeing Allie. My god, they were so delicious.<br /> “How is she?” he asks<br /> “Do you have to ask!? Look at her!” I shouted. Did he have to ask? “Sorry,” I realized I just yelled at my boss.<br /> “No worries, I can see you are just concerned for her. What are your names?”<br /> “My name is Cynthia, but I go by Sin. This is Allison, and she goes by Allie,” I responded.<br /> “As you both heard, my name is Brandon, this is my best friend Dorian,”<br /> “Pleasure to meet you, Dorian and Brandon,” I replied.<br /> “The pleasure is ours,” Dorian says. Allie was right, his voice is thick.<br /> “Look, we are here to help. But first, I need you to do something for me, Allie,” Brandon says. She slowly looked up at him and nodded her head. “Do you have a picture of this guy?”<br /> “In my cloud, I can access it from my phone,” she replied. At least she was not screaming anymore.<br /> “Where is your phone babe?” I asked her<br /> “My purse, in my locker,”<br /> “Okay, babe. I am going to go get it okay?”<br /> “No Sin!” she grabbed my arm as her life depended on it.<br /> “Allie, no one is going to hurt you okay. As long as you stay this office,” Brandon said to her calming her. “Sin, you will also be escorted since he may have seen you with her. It is just a precaution,” I nodded and left. One of the guys followed me all the way to our locker room and waited for me. I quickly found her phone and went back to the office.’<br /> “I found it,” I said and handed it to her. She unlocked her phone and quickly dug out a photo of Devin and showed it to Brandon.<br /> “Perfect,” he took out his phone and sent it himself and typed something out. “I saved my number for you and Dorian’s number. You can call us anytime,” she nodded. He worked on his phone for a minute. “Okay, I have forwarded this photo to all my security guys. I am going to go out and join them to see if we can find this creep. Do not leave my office until I tell you it is safe,” he got up to leave.<br /> “Let me go with you, I know what he looks like and can easily point him out in a crowd. Your guy can be with me,” I wanted a piece of the action too.<br /> “Okay, but stay with my guy,” I nodded.<br /> “You are going to be okay,” I whispered and kissed her on the cheek.<br /> Devin had some nerve showing his face here. I want to cut off his member.<br /> {Dorian’s P.O.V.}<br /> Brandon and Sin left, leaving me with Allie. Seeing her like this broke me. If she was a werewolf, she would feel the connection immediately, but she was human, so she wouldn't feel anything for a while. I wanted to hold her so badly. She was shivering.<br /> “Allie are you cold?” she nodded. She was still in her work uniform. “Here, you can wear this,” I took off my t-shirt and handed it to her.<br /> “Thank you,” she stood up and put it on. I could get used to her wearing my shirts. She sat back on the couch and hugged her knees.<br /> “Allie, please don't be afraid, but I'm going to sit next to you okay?” I needed to be close to her. She nodded and I sat close to her, but not too close to where it would frighten her. We sat in silence for a few minutes.<br /> “You said your name was Dorian?” she asked me.<br /> “Yes, Dorian Shaw,”<br /> “Dorian Shaw?” she turned to look at me. She was gorgeous. “As in Shaw Security and Surveillance?”<br /> “You know about my company?” This intrigued me real fast.<br /> “I do. I went to a surveillance seminar that was held at the Sands Convention center two years ago. I wanted to build a surveillance app to protect myself from Devin, and other women in similar situations,” she was smart and captivating. Where has she been all my life? “I also use a lot of the retail equipment your company makes. Pinhole cameras, security systems, and a safe,” her voice was excited about this.<br /> “Are you interested in security?” I asked her<br /> “I wanted to be a Surveillance Engineer when I started college, but after what happened with my ex, I gave it up,” her answer made my heart stop. I was in love at that moment.<br /> She seemed to have calmed down a lot, and while we waited for Brandon and Sin to come back, I shared details of my company and how I got it started. I left out the supernatural part. Through it all, she kept up with terminology and tech information that most women would never understand, but she was all for it. About an hour later, Brandon and Sin came back.<br /> “He's gone. There's no sign of him,” Brandon looked concerned about something. Allie sighed and hugged her chest again, closing her eyes and shaking her head. I looked at Brandon who gestured me to see him.<br /> “Okay, one, Mikey found his mate,” he whispered to me. Mikey was my Gamma and another good friend of ours.<br /> “What?”<br /> “Sin. He said he knew the moment she walked into the cabana. She was the one on his lap,” he whispered.<br /> “Good for him,” I said. “What else?”<br /> “Sin took Mikey to the corner where Allie said she saw Devin. According to Allie, he was alone. No one within at least a few feet,”<br /> “And?”<br /> “Mikey said that the only smell that was there was from a wolf but disgusting one at that,” I looked at him like he was insane.<br /> “Are you telling me that her abusive ex is also a wolf?”<br /> “Not just a wolf, Dorian. He's a rogue,”<br /> “She said his family had money,” I told him.<br /> “My guess is that it's a rogue family with money and no pack,” he replied. “We can call human authorities, but if he's a shifter, this goes way past them. Also, now that Mikey has his mate, he will do everything to protect her as well. This guy Devin may know who she is already.”<br /> “I agree. Allie told me she has been living off the grid. She is super into security and surveillance, so she has been taking precautions to stay hidden. If this guy could find her, figuring out who she lives with is a cakewalk,” I replied to him. Brandon and I tried to strategize on how to keep the girls safe when Allie’s phone started beeping.<br /> “What is that?” I ran over to her<br /> “Someone just broke into our condo,” she opened the app on her phone.<br /> “Dang it!” Sin shouted. Devin had found their home and began to trash it.<br /> “Is there any sound?” I asked. She nodded and turned up the volume as we watched her crazy ex destroy their home.<br /> “Allie baby, I know you can hear me. You were always into tech, so I'm sure you have cameras around with microphones. Look, baby, just come home to me and all will be forgiven,” he said while throwing things to the ground. “You can’t hide anymore. Neither you nor your friend has any more money,” Allie and Sin looked at each other. Sin quickly took out her phone which she must have grabbed during the search.<br /> “WHAT A TOTAL LOSER!!!” Sin screamed at the top of her lungs. <br /> “What the heck?!” Mikey said rushing in. Hearing his mate scream must have put him on protection mode.<br /> “That loser emptied my bank accounts!!”<br /> “WHAT?!” Allie shouted. Sin showed us her phone and all accounts were at a zero balance.<br /> “How much was in there?” I asked.<br /> “Close to $150,000. It was a combination of both our savings. We wanted to buy a house with cash, so we didn’t have to pay a mortgage, then we were going to go on a month-long tour of the world with the rest of it,” Sin answered.<br /> “Sin, I'm so sorry! I am so sorry you were dragged into all of this! This is my fault! This is all my fault!” Allie started to break down.<br /> “No, babe! This is not your fault! None of this is!” Sin hugged her. “This is all his doing. I don't blame you, okay?”<br /> “Allie,” Devin’s voice could be heard through the phone. His tone was taunting. We looked down and he was staring straight into the camera. Allie dropped her phone in shock and disgust. I picked it up and watched it with Brandon. This creep was sick. “Allie, I know you can see me. I'm going to keep looking for you, and I'm taking you back to New Hampshire. No need to call the police or my parole officer. He's already dead. And if anyone gets in my way, I'll kill them too,” I looked over at Allie who was completely disgusted at what he was saying. “My little spicy tuna roll, if I can’t have you, no one can,” then the screen went black.<br /> “Spicy tuna roll?” we all asked her<br /> “It was my favorite sushi roll up until this moment. The creep even had to ruin my favorite food,” she muttered.<br /> “If this guy is a wolf, he is long gone by now,” Brandon said. I nodded in agreement.<br /> “Girls,” they looked up at us.<br /> “We are going to take you home to see if you can salvage any personal belongings. Then, you both are coming home with us,” Brandon said.<br /> “WHAT!?” They shouted<br /> “We barely met you guys?” Sin said. “Do not get me wrong, Mikey and you guys are hot af, and I would ride his bones until dawn tomorrow, but going home with all of you does not make any sense,” I looked up at Mikey who was blushing. This guy was a trained hunter and he was blushing because of his mate.<br /> “You guys have nowhere else to go,” I told them<br /> “He's right Sin,” Allie said<br /> “Devin knows where we live, and neither one of us has any family or money now. And we can’t involve the others, they have families. Maxine has a baby and Dani is getting married soon,” Sin gave a look of defeat after hearing Allie. Things were moving quickly, and this was the only immediate solution.<br /> “No offense, how we can trust you guys? We barely know you,” Sin said looking at us.<br /> “Sin, that’s Dorian Shaw,” Allie said<br /> “That CEO from the security place you have been wanting to work at?”<br /> “You want to work at my company?” I asked Allie. I was shocked and surprisingly turned on. She waved me off.<br /> “He knows everything there is about security and surveillance. I would think that his house is the equivalent of Ft. Knox and Brandon is our boss. They barely know us and look at all they are doing to help,” <br /> “Ladies, I am sorry about this,” Brandon started, and the girls looked at him. “You are two are fired,” they both just let out a sigh. I guess they figured it was coming.<br /> “It is what it is. I was going to end up quitting anyway now that Devin knows where I work,” Allie responded very coolly and calmly. She was stronger than I initially thought.<br /> “Mikey, Brandon,” I called them over for a quick huddle. “If they're coming to the packhouse, we need to tell them,”<br /> “Are you insane?! They're human and already extremely scared,” Mikey said to me.<br /> “Dorian is right. They are about to come to the packhouse which is out in the middle of the desert. We have guys in wolf form day in and day out,” Brandon agreed with me. The three of us huddled a little while longer before finally agreeing.<br /> “Girls,” I said to them. The three of us sat in front of them.<br /> “We need to tell you two something,” I started<br /> “Let me guess, all of you are werewolves?” Sin said cutting me off. The three of us were in shock and our mouths dropped.<br /> “What!?” Allie exclaimed and look at all of us.<br /> “Sin, how did you…” Mikey began to ask<br /> “I have a friend in California that I went to high school with,” she crossed her legs and looked at her nails. Allie looked at her confused. “She's a wolf-human hybrid,” <br /> “Sin, what the heck?” Allie looked at Sin like she grew three heads. “So, all that talk of the supernatural and how Twilight was full of crap these last few years, you were serious?!” Sin just nodded. ""How did you..."" Allied asked.<br /> ""Honey, look at them! Look at how delicious they all are. ALL.OF.THEM. Since when do you see a dozen men that are all 6ft tall or taller with perfect bodies. I kind of had a feeling when I first saw them,""<br /> <br /> “I am so confused right now,” Allie said while she furrowed her brows and scrunched her face.<br /> “Whatever, we have to go,” Sin said<br /> “Wait! Sin they're werewolves! You were against this, but now you're okay with it?”<br /> “Now that I know they're werewolves, I know we're safe,” Sin smiled at Allie.<br /> “You seem so sure right now. How do you know they won't eat us?”<br /> “Correct me if I'm wrong boys,” Sin said while pointing to the three of us. “Mikey, am I your mate?” Mikey’s eyes bulged out his head. “And Dorian, Allie is yours?” Allie just and I looked at each other<br /> “WHAT!?!” Allie screamed. “What the heck?!”<br /> “Werewolf 101 babe, according to my friend, wolves have what is called a 'mate'. A soul mate if you will. It can literally be anyone. They can find them when they are young or when they are adults, like Mikey and Dorian. It only happens once in a lifetime,” Allie looked even more confused. Sin just smiled. “My friend said when a male wolf finds their mate, they will literally give their life to protect them. That is how I know we are safe with them.” When Sin finished Allie looked at me. My heart stopped, there was no fear in her eyes.<br /> “Is that true? You would give your life to protect me?” Allie ask me.<br /> “Yes,” I replied. She let out a big sigh. <br /> “Babe,” Sin grabbed Allie’s hands. “You trust me, right?” Allie nodded her head. The girls hugged it out and guys and I let out a big sigh of relief. “Come on Mikey!” Sin ran out of the office and Mikey immediately went after her. Allie scoffed and laughed while hiding her face in her hands. I gestured Brandon to get the car. I stood and walked to Allie.<br /> “Allie,”<br /> “This is fricking crazy. First, my murderous ex shows up out of the nowhere dead set on killing me, you guys show up and help us, and now she tells me that I am your soul mate?”<br /> “I know this is a lot to take in, but I promise you, Allie, I would never harm you. I would have myself executed before I even tried,” I wanted to her reassure her that she was safe.<br /> “Can you promise me that? Because I cannot deal with another Devin. I would kill myself before another man laid their hands me to hurt me,”<br /> “I promise,” she stood there and thought about it. She was biting her lips and I prayed she would find it in her to trust me. She let out a big sigh.<br /> “Then I trust you, Dorian,” she said looking me in the eyes. She wasn't afraid. Praise the moon goddess. My mate was not afraid, and she trusted me.<br /> “One other thing,”<br /> “What?” she looked me up and down<br /> “My parents live with me,”<br /> “I have to meet your parents already!? We're not even dating!” She yelled throwing her hands in the air.<br /> “Werewolves don’t date,” I said<br /> “Well, I am human! So, if you want me to be your girlfriend or mate or whatever this is going to potentially be, you better start wining and dining me!” She shouted and walked out of the office.<br /> Our mate put you in your place! <br /> Shut up, Bandit.<br /> "	LEARN_MORE	https://m.dreame.com/novel/2609389312?auto_jump=tr	113093568391141	Dreame C	https://facebook.com/100090964688517	186	1	1,133,876,628,043,453	2024-04-22 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	0	Learn more	Dreame C	120207895000690003	m.dreame.com	NONE	video		https://m.dreame.com/novel/2609389312?auto_jump=true&utm_source=facebook_ads&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&af_prt=huntmobi&af_c_id={{campaign.id}}&af_adset_id={{adset.id}}&af_ad_id={{ad.id}}	2024-04-22 05:27	https://scontent-lax3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438979935_826404725996807_8720031628559009816_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8CcCqh6sBP0Ab6WP4ue&_nc_ht=scontent-lax3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBniac6wd6ar0XVoWHwSpCIrlYOAEoDDyZuPXCzcntObg&oe=662CF484	person_profile	Dreame C	https://scontent-lax3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/439646334_446454794435910_572947771065145348_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_78oYFUPVi0Ab5PV8BA&_nc_oc=AdiaGNo9Z_GAjL9fq-YUMN4YSXk2_6Fmeyfqw7hxZXLe9FhVUZSk1N65DYdH31fh068&_nc_ht=scontent-lax3-1.xx&oh=00_AfB-0B4GEswC6Bl6UbPLHNwygRhesKVKx5MffGz3NrKH8g&oe=662D12CD	3	Dreame C	2024-04-22 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,366,879	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1378123}'	Yes	2024-04-22 23:24	active	582	1118755682606510	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	“HOW DARE YOU, YOU FUCKING BASTARD?” Brooke shouted, knowing people in the wedding hall could very well hear her.<br /> “Brooke…” Greg scrambled to get away from Ariana, pulling his pants back up.<br /> “I trusted you. HOW COULD YOU?”<br /> “Brooke...hush. Not so loud. My folks are sitting out there. Not to mention the entire town. I’ve got a reputation to maintain.” <br /> “Your reputation? YOUR REPUTATION? You asshole, you cheated on me and you’re giving me lessons on reputation?”<br /> This time Ariana interrupted, “Brooke, come on. It was just a fun goodbye. One last time before you get married, you know.”<br /> “ONE LAST TIME? How many times was it, huh? Tell me how long this has been going on!”<br /> “Umm...let me think…” Ariana answered smugly. <br /> Brooke moved so fast, she herself didn’t know when she charged at Ariana, punching her in the face. <br /> “Shut the hell up. You...you are the culprit.” <br /> ————————<br /> <br /> Brooke stood in front of the mirror as she looked at herself in her wedding gown. It was a silk gown, with an open boatneck and short sleeves. The gown was embroidered with small beautiful flowers studded with stones. Complementing the gown, she wore her mother’s diamond necklace with long earrings. Her tiara was a traditional one, gifted to her by her mother-in-law. Brooke admired herself in the mirror for a while. She couldn't believe that she was about to get married to the man of her dreams. Greg Wilson, the owner of Baxter Auto Pvt. Ltd., the biggest factory in her town.<br /> “You look great, sister mine,” Meredith Johnson ,her sister, gushed from behind her. “Greg is the luckiest man alive to have landed you as his partner.”<br /> “Shut it, Maddy,” Brooke muttered, fixing her hair once again.<br /> “Oh please, you know Greg worships the very land you walk on. He’s a goner.”<br /> “Ugh...you’re exaggerating. Besides, we haven’t even…” Brooke blushed as she thought about it.<br /> “Oh sweet lord, please tell me you’ve had sx,” Meredith exclaimed, and Brooke blushed a deep shade of red. She never knew what to say to her sister’s very outward observations. Maddy never knew when to shut up.<br /> “Of course I’ve had sx…” Brooke glared at her sister, offended at the accusation, even though she had never gone for full-on penetrative sx, yet. Well, don’t blame her, she was waiting for her one and only; her special someone. And apparently, that one and only was Greg Wilson. Tonight, the dry spell was going to end.<br /> “But…” Meredith prompted, waving her hand in a gesture so as to encourage Brooke to continue.<br /> “I’ve never … you know,” Brooke replied, making an awkward gesture by hand to imply she was still untouched in many ways.<br /> “Holy !” Meredith exclaimed.<br /> “Hey, I was waiting for…”<br /> “Your True Mate.” Meredith completed his sentence, still pretty much stunned by her sister’s revelation. She knew her sister was a hopeless romantic and a stubborn bimbo, but she didn’t know she held the idea of “Mates for life” so seriously. It was kind of cute though. “Man...I have to commend Greg’s patience.”<br /> “Maddy..” Brooke gritted out, questioning her sanity as to why she was having this conversation with her sister.<br /> “Three years, Brooke. For three years you’ve held back and the man never complained. To top it off, he asked you to marry him. Wow. “<br /> “Hey, it’s not like I’ve never done anything. We have been...intimate.”<br /> “Intimate...wow, you really sound like a fourteen-year-old teenage girl. “<br /> “Ugh...why do you always harass me? Why can’t it be Neil helping me?” Brooke whined.<br /> “Oh, cool it with the whining. Don’t worry. When he gets a serious girlfriend I’ll have the same talk with him, too,” Meredith answered gleefully and headed off towards the hall.<br /> Brooke was pacing the small room, killing time before she had to show up at the altar.<br /> “Hey, Brooke, let's get going,” Neil, her big brother, said, as he dragged Brooke by her arm. He wasn't quite the patient one.<br /> “Wait...I gotta…”<br /> “Brooke, it’s okay to be nervous. Remember, the guy loves you. You love him. He’s not going anywhere.” Neil reminded her.<br /> “I know, but,” Brooke looked thoughtful as she chewed on his lower lip. “I gotta fix my gown..” She dashed from there towards the private restroom that was to the left of the hall. All day she had felt restless like something was missing or something was falling apart. She couldn’t exactly explain what was going on in her mind but she was uneasy. She didn’t know why but there was a twisted feeling in her gut that something was going to go wrong. She couldn't put a finger on it. Just as she was about to open the door, she heard voices from inside. Brooke leaned in and carefully listened.<br /> Someone was grunting and...shouting?<br /> Brooke was confused. Why would someone while they were in restroom? She was about to knock on the door when she heard someone yelling from inside. Afraid that something might have happened, she hastily opened the door and was shocked to her core. One of Greg’s assistants, Ariana Hawkins, was undressed and was kis sing her fiance, while the said fiance was buried deep inside the woman. Greg had Ariana perched atop the counter in between the basin and the wall. Brooke couldn’t believe her eyes. She stood frozen on the spot. She blinked and shook her head trying to deny whatever was happening in front of her. But no matter how much she tried, the scene remained the same. She wasn’t dreaming then, it dawned on her, no matter how much she wanted. Her heart stuttered and her breathing was erratic. This was reality. Her boyfriend of three years, Greg Wilson, to whom she was about to get married, was having sx with his assistant, Ariana Hawkins!<br /> “HOW DARE YOU, YOU ?” Brooke shouted, knowing people in the hall could very well hear her.<br /> Greg and Ariana looked at her like deer caught in the headlights.<br /> “Brooke…” Greg scrambled to get away from Ariana, pulling his pants back up.<br /> “I trusted you. HOW COULD YOU?” Brooke stepped inside, yelling at the top of her voice, unable to take in the betrayal.<br /> “Brooke...hush. Not so loud. My folks are sitting out there. Not to mention the entire town. I’ve got a reputation to maintain.” Greg gritted his teeth as she talked to her in a hushed tone.<br /> Brooke couldn’t believe the nerve of this man. “Your reputation? YOUR REPUTATION? You prick, you cheated on me and you’re giving me lessons on reputation?”<br /> “Brooke…”<br /> “Don’t Brooke me you liar. You’re just another scum who can’t keep his shaft in his pants, instead of parading it all over town.”<br /> This time Ariana interrupted, “Brooke, come on. It was just a fun goodbye. One last time before you get married, you know.” She smirked, not giving a second thought to the fact that she was standing undressed in the restroom with her boss and his soon to be wife.<br /> Brooke’s eyebrows hit her hairline, she couldn’t believe this. Her mouth went dry. “ONE LAST TIME? How many times was it, huh? Tell me how long this has been going on!”<br /> “Umm...let me think…” Ariana answered smugly. She never liked Brooke and she always wondered what Greg found in this woman.<br /> Brooke moved so fast, she herself didn’t know when she charged at Ariana, punching her in the face. “Shut the up. You...you are the culprit.” Ariana was knocked down on the floor, shouting in pain, hands covering her nose. Brooke was about to punch the woman again when Greg held her by her arm.<br /> “That’s enough Brooke,” Greg yelled, trying to keep Brooke from attacking again.<br /> “Don’t you touch me, you piece of .” Brooke pulled her arm back. “You prick, how could you?” She demanded. She had trusted this man with her great. To see him betrayed that trust was like a punch to the gut.<br /> “It’s all your fault, Brooke. A man can only wait for so long. I had enough patience all these years. But…”<br /> “Oh, so you’re saying you went behind my back and cheated on me just because I didn’t put out for you?” Brooke questioned, unable to fathom the faulty logic.<br /> “Brooke…” Greg spoke, quite exasperated, but wasn’t able to complete his sentence as Brooke interrupted him.<br /> “Shut the up. I can’t believe I was going to marry you,” Brooke said, her voice breaking a bit. She couldn’t even look at the man. Just the thought of standing near the man made her nauseous. She was disgusted with him. She walked out of the bathroom and straight into the hall when she heard Greg yelling after her.<br /> “That’s just it, isn’t it? Throw a fit like the bimbo that you are and walk out. That’s exactly your style.” Greg rushed after her.<br /> “How dare you?” Brooke yelled back. She could feel everyone looking at them.<br /> “How dare me? How dare you? How dare you deny me? Me? I’m Greg Wilson and I always get what I want.” Greg shouted and for the first time in their relationship, Brooke saw the arrogance and sense of entitlement oozing out of the man. She questioned herself as to how she never saw this.<br /> “You know what, pretty boy? You are right. You always get what you want. Just like you got to sleep with that secretary of yours because you could no longer keep it in your pants. Which means you got a booty at your beck and call and you once again are going to be the talk of the town. You got what you wanted. And guess what else? The wedding is off. Don’t you dare show me your face ever again, you lying, cheating .” Saying this, Brooke walked out of the hall. There were people around whispering.She could see her family and friends gathering around her. Her brother Neil was angry, she could tell. There was sadness in her mother’s eyes and her sister looked furious. She wanted to run to them and cry her heart out in the safety of their arms. But at the moment, she couldn’t. She felt humiliated in front of everyone. She couldn’t stop here for another second and listen to anyone trying to give her false assurances. She rushed to her car and drove away towards her apartment, trying to keep the tears at bay. She couldn’t believe this was her fate. She had loved the man with everything she had and lost him just because Greg would rather sleep with his bimbo of a secretary than getting married to Brooke.<br /> All Greg had to do was ask him, explain his needs, and Brooke would have given him what he desired. Instead, her fiance, well ex-fiance, thought it appropriate to have sx with someone else. A single tear rolled down her cheek. Until today Brooke was at her happiest. She had her own firm, she earned well and had a great family. She was in love. She had a loving fiance and she was about to get married to the love of her life. She was going to finally settle down, have a great married life, have kids, maybe adopt a dog and live happily ever after. It was everything she ever wanted for herself.<br /> And now she had lost everything. Brooke angrily wiped at her eyes and decided that right now she didn’t want to think about anything. She didn’t want to meet anyone, didn’t want to hear the pity in her friend’s or her family’s voice when they consoled her. Her only plans for the moment were getting hammered, eating junk food, and passing out.<br /> That was exactly what she did once she reached her apartment, in that exact order.<br /> <br /> The next week Brooke got up early and went about her morning routine. She went for a jog, which was a bit awkward as everyone at the park seemed to be giving her looks and talking about her in hushed tones. She gathered it was bound to happen after the whole 'wedding gone wrong' debacle. She didn’t pay too much attention to the gossip-mongering and focused on herself. When she came back home, she headed for a shower. She had eggs, toast, and fruit for breakfast. The first thing she decided to do was call her friends and family. She called Beth and Steve first, starting with an apology for not opening up the door that day and for being rude. They both forgave him quickly, but Beth threatened him that if Brooke ever did that again, she’d barge in by breaking down the door and kicking her hip. They talked for a while and made a plan to meet up at the cafe sometime soon. Next up, she called his family, assuring her mother that everything was okay and that she was getting better. She promised her father he’d see them soon. Brooke truly felt lucky to have such a loving and caring family and friends around him.<br /> Initially, Brooke didn’t want to go out of the house. But she was renewed with hope that maybe things would be better one day and she’d stop hurting. So, she got dressed and headed for her office. Donald, her secretary, was sitting at his desk when she entered. The moment she entered, Donald went into panic mode.<br /> “Ma’am...I...I didn’t know you were coming in today,” Donald said, coming around his desk, clearly taken aback by Brooke’s presence.<br /> “Why? You didn’t think I had retired, did you?” Brooke teased him, trying to ease the tension.<br /> Brooke had hired Donald when she'd met the man at Wilson’s office as he was trying to get a job. Brooke had been there to meet Greg and had seen Donald hurriedly exiting the office where the interviews were being held. Intrigued, she had followed him and found him desperately fighting his tears. She had calmed him down and asked her what the problem was. Turned out, he was a PA at the firm, and then eventually the firm had closed down. Faced with sudden unemployment, his parents had asked her to come back and seek a job here in Twin Peaks. Unfortunately, it had been six months and she had yet to get a job. His father was suffering from heart issues and because they were tight on money, they couldn’t afford the medication. He badly needed a job and he’d had no luck so far. Looking at his portfolio, Brooke was impressed, and her previous secretary, Stacy had just gotten married and left the job. Brooke took the opportunity to give him a chance. The next day she called him for an interview and ever since he’d been managing Brooke’s contacts.<br /> “N-no, nothing of that sort.” Donald hurried to explain. “It’s just…I’ve been trying to get hold of you…” He trailed off, not knowing how he should let Brookeknow just how much trouble they were in.<br /> “Donny, calm down. What happened?”<br /> “Umm...two days after the wedding, I got a call from Morris. They have hired an Austin-based firm and have dropped us as their architects. Then a day later, the Ultra Machine’s executive, Ms. Kennedy called and they canceled their contract with us. Even Carl Gregson called and they said they’re forced to drop us. Madam, we’re only left with two clients now, and I’m really worried they might turn us down, too,” Donald said, her voice trembling.<br /> Brooke was beyond shocked. Her mouth was dry. She was out of the office just a little over a week and most of his contracts were gone. “Why...why didn’t you say something sooner? Why didn’t you call me?”<br /> “I tried, but your phone was switched off. I even came to your house but no one opened the door. I didn’t know what to do. I’m so sorry.” Donald explain, looking sad as if it was all her fault.<br /> “Hey...it’s alright.” Now more than ever, he was regretting staying at home. “Di...did any of them give us a reason for suddenly terminating their contracts?”<br /> Donald looked up at him. There was something akin to pity in her expression which Brooke couldn’t understand the reason behind, “They said they cannot work with you because...because….”<br /> “Because?”<br /> “Because you canceled the wedding with Mr. Wilson,” Donald whispered, afraid of her reaction. He felt bad for her. She was a good person and a great boss. To see this happening to her was really sad.<br /> “What?”<br /> “There’s talk in town that Mr. Wilson has asked everyone to cut off any kind of relationship they had with you…” Donald trailed off.<br /> “Say no more.” It dawned on Brooke what was going on. “Thank you, Donald.” She said and headed straight into her office. She was enraged. How dare Greg do that to her? But more than that she was furious with her clients. They’d known her for a long time. Some of them had known him since she was a child. And yet they had bowed down to the pressure. The first thing she did was call Morris.<br /> “Hey, Charles, this is Brooke. What the ? How can you terminate the contract with my firm without proper intimation?” Brooke<br /> “Brooke, I’m sorry son. I didn’t want to pull out, but you know Greg. The Wilson’s lent me money so I could afford my son’s higher education. I owe them. They forced me to cancel the deal with you or else face the consequences.”<br /> Brooke gasped at the information. Never in her life would he have thought Greg would be so cruel as to threaten people. But it seemed Brooke never knew the evil Greg that was hidden behind the mask of a supposedly decent, charming, young man.<br /> “You can’t give in. You know he cheated on me.”<br /> “I know, Brooke. I know. But he says he’s going to make sure you come back to him crying and begging. I’m so sorry, my dear.”<br /> Not in the mood to hear anything else, Brooke hung up. She felt betrayed and enraged. She’d worked so hard to establish this firm and it was going to be over just because she declined to marry Greg! She called Greg, furious with white-hot rage. “You idiot,” Brooke yelled when the call was picked up.<br /> “Hello to you too, honey.” Greg’s voice penetrated his ears and Brooke could tell he was mocking her.<br /> “How dare you? You cheated on me and now you think you’ll turn my clients away with threats? “<br /> “I don’t think, sugar. I did.”<br /> “You smug , what do you want? Why don’t you leave me alone?”<br /> “Oh sweetie, after the stunt you pulled in front of everyone in town that day, I think you deserve this. And you’ll slowly come to understand that your place is with me, by my side and you’ll come back running to me.”<br /> “Oh my God, how did I ever think that you were a good man? I cannot believe I couldn’t see beyond that mask and found out just how cruel and evil you are.”<br /> “Oh sweetheart, come on. It was just a fling. You forget you are mine. And I’ll see to it that I get you back.”<br /> “In your dreams. 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1,366,142	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1366464}'	Yes	2024-04-22 23:24	active	582	235058359665769	The Day I Kissed An Older Man	"You can quit your job after marrying me. You just need to take good care of me at our home and give birth to a son for me within a year! No daughters, please. Daughters are expensive to raise!" a man said condescendingly.<br /> <br /> He sat in front of Corrinne Carew. He was her prospective partner during a matchmaking session. At the age of nearly 40, his hair was thinning, and he had a potbelly.<br /> <br /> Corinne's stepmother, Lilliana Reece, was worried that Corinne might end up marrying someone good, so she forced her to meet with this crass, middle-aged man.<br /> <br /> The middle-aged man was initially very displeased with Corinne's dark makeup because it was really heavy on the eyeshadow. However, upon seeing her slender figure and decent character, he could imagine how deliciously beautiful she would be if she stood naked in front of him.<br /> <br /> "And how tall are you?" he asked.<br /> <br /> Corinne absent-mindedly stirred the coffee inside the cup and replied curtly, "A hundred and sixty-eight centimeters."<br /> <br /> The middle-aged man was delighted to hear her answer. "Hmm... That's more or less the standard of a woman that's fit for me. My height is nearly one point eight meters, so I guess that's what they call the perfect height difference for a couple! You'd have to tiptoe whenever you kiss me in the future, but that's not really an issue. I can still bend down and kiss you!"<br /> <br /> It was known to girls that when men said that their height was nearly 1.8 meters, their true measurements were only 172 centimeters at most!<br /> <br /> Corinne rolled her eyes and said, "I don't think you're aware of how tall a man is if his woman needs to stand on her toes to kiss him."<br /> <br /> The middle-aged man frowned unhappily. "What do you mean by that?"<br /> <br /> At that point, a tall and stern-looking man walked into the cafe. He had a majestic aura to him. <br /> <br /> As Corinne looked up and laid eyes on him, a playful twinkle appeared in her eyes. She stood up and walk over to him.<br /> <br /> "Hey there, handsome. Could I borrow you for a sec to demonstrate what a true perfect height difference is?"<br /> <br /> The man frowned. Before he could refuse, Corinne grabbed his tie, yanked it downward, and tiptoed to give him a peck on the lips swiftly.<br /> <br /> "See? You need to be at least as tall as him for women to stand on tiptoe and kiss you!"<br /> <br /> "How dare you..." The middle-aged man was embarrassed and angry. He stood up in a rage and pointed at Corinne, saying, "You wh*re! Who the hell just grabs a random man and kisses him? I'll tell the person who introduced us to each other about your sluttiness soon enough. Your notoriousness will soon spread within the matchmaking circle, and you'll never be able to find your match here."<br /> <br /> 'That'd be perfect!' Once word of her actions got out, her stepmother Lilliana would surely have a hard time trying to matchmake her with all those weirdos again!<br /> <br /> Corinne snorted in disdain, kicked the crass, big-talking man away, and then waved her hand to thank the tall man who 'stood up for her'.<br /> <br /> "Thanks for helping me out there, kind sir! See you around, I guess. Bye!" With that, she turned around to leave, but a cold palm grabbed her wrist.<br /> <br /> "Are you just going to leave after kissing me without my consent?" A hoarse, stern male voice reached Corinne's ears, and an oppressive chill came up her spine. She felt fascinated when she looked up and saw the man's handsome face.<br /> <br /> His attractiveness knew no bounds.<br /> <br /> There was a certain maturity and meticulousness in the way he styled his hair, chiseled facial features on his fair-skinned handsome face, and an expression brimming with danger and fierceness.<br /> <br /> 'Uh-oh!' Corinne had been so worked up about the man from her blind date that she just randomly chose the tallest man in sight without paying attention to his appearance.<br /> <br /> Upon a closer look, she came to realize just how uniquely handsome he really was! As if that were not enough, she could tell at a glance that there was more to him than met the eye!<br /> <br /> Corinne frowned slightly. "What do you expect me to do?"<br /> <br /> The man looked at Corinne sullenly, and his thin lips parted open as if he was about to say something.<br /> <br /> At that point, his black-clad subordinate who stood beside him had just ended a phone call. He stepped forward with a solemn expression and said, "Sir, there's been a change of situation! Miss Sophia's flight was forced to turn back due to bad weather, and she won't be able to make it into the country today. What are we going to do? Your engagement banquet is tonight, and it's almost time."<br /> <br /> The man frowned after hearing this. That engagement banquet was, quite frankly, crucial to his grandfather who had been urging him to get married because he was still a bachelor at the age of nearly 30!<br /> <br /> It was not too long ago that the old man was so anxious that he had a heart attack which necessitated a life-saving heart transplant operation.<br /> <br /> He agreed to proceed with the operation on the condition that his grandson got engaged today and married in three days!<br /> <br /> Sophia, the woman whom he had hired to act out the plan to please his grandfather, was unable to make it.<br /> <br /> Since the man didn’t loosen his tight grip on Corinne's hand, she impatiently asked, "Is there anything else you need, mister? Could you let go of me now?"<br /> <br /> The man, Jeremy Holden, stared silently at Corinne as a cryptic look flashed across his eyes. All of a sudden, he smiled coldly and said, "This young woman right here has delivered herself to me on a silver platter, so we might as well have her replace Sophia."<br /> <br /> His special assistant, Tommy Jenkinson, was taken aback. He turned to look at Corinne and sized her up with a rather displeased expression. A girl who used heavy eyeliner, had unkempt hair, and dressed like a brat was hardly fit to be his employer's partner!<br /> <br /> "But sir, she's a little..."<br /> <br /> "I've made up my mind. We'll go with her!"<br /> <br /> Tommy did not dare to object any further. "Sure!"<br /> <br /> Corinne felt that something was off and asked warily, "Me? Why me? What are you going to do to me, mister?"<br /> <br /> The man looked down at her and answered her coldly, "I want you to take responsibility for kissing me."<br /> <br /> 'Responsibility?' Corinne grimaced in disbelief. "You can't be serious, right? You want me to take responsibility because I kissed you? I gave you my first kiss, you know, but I didn’t demand you to take responsibility for me after I just gave you my first kiss!"<br /> <br /> The man raised his eyebrows with interest. "Your first kiss?"<br /> <br /> Corinne sighed pitiably. "You bet! I kept my first kiss for nearly twenty years now, and I gave it to you today just like that!"<br /> <br /> She was bold, if nothing else.<br /> <br /> Jeremy's expression turned cold, and he said softly. "Bring her with us, fellas."<br /> <br /> It took just a couple of seconds for Corinne to be pushed into a black luxury car by several men in black suits.<br /> <br /> Situated within New Capital City was Lunar Century Manor, the most high-end urban manor in the entire country. There, Jeremy—the young master of a famous first-tier family known as the Holdens—had organized a grand engagement banquet.<br /> <br /> "I wonder who's the lucky young woman Mister Jeremy is going to be engaged to!"<br /> <br /> "I'm sure she's what many would call the perfect woman—someone who has a solid family background and is an outstanding individual herself! Ordinary women will never be able to pique Mister Jeremy's interest!"<br /> <br /> "Look, there he is! Gosh, he's so handsome..."<br /> <br /> "Hold on. Is the girl standing next to him…his legendary fiancee? Why does she look… Well, how should I put this..."<br /> <br /> "Different from what we imagined her to be?"<br /> <br /> Everyone stared intently at Jeremy as he led an eccentric-looking girl into the center stage at the banquet venue. The host of the engagement banquet stepped forward to hold the microphone and began to speak.<br /> <br /> "Good evening, everyone, and welcome to Jeremy Holden's engagement ceremony!"<br /> <br /> Corinne's heart raced after she was forced to stand on the stage. She admitted she was at fault for taking advantage of him without permission earlier, but the most she expected him to do was to report her to the police for sexual harassment.<br /> <br /> If it came to that, she would accept whatever punishment that was meted out to her.<br /> <br /> Never in her wildest dreams did she expect him to do something even worse—forcing her to get engaged to him at an engagement banquet!<br /> A myriad of different expressions on the faces of all the guests below the stage could be seen. Many of them were discussing amongst themselves, too.<br /> <br /> "This woman…is Mister Jeremy's fiancee? Why is she dressed like some random brat from the streets?"<br /> <br /> "Shouldn't Mister Jeremy's partner be someone graceful and elegant? Who the heck is that woman?"<br /> <br /> "Ahem! Mister Jeremy has quite a unique taste in women..."<br /> <br /> Corinne deliberately dressed like a brat to scare off her blind date, but Jeremy did not seem to care at all that people were complaining about her image as his 'fiancee'. <br /> <br /> More accurately, he seemed unconcerned that his taste in women was questioned, and he acted as if he was merely a spectator in his own show.<br /> <br /> Despite the odd looks from many guests, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and exchange engagement rings with Jeremy.<br /> <br /> It was a farce she had to maintain until the host announced the end of the ceremony.<br /> <br /> Although everyone found it difficult to appreciate what Jeremy saw in her, they applauded Jeremy only for the sake of his dignity.<br /> <br /> Corinne descended the stage and wanted to leave as soon as she could. Unfortunately, three beautifully dressed women came up to her and stood in her way.<br /> <br /> "Which family are you from?"<br /> <br /> "Why did you come here in that ugly-looking getup?"<br /> <br /> "Did you think you were fit to stand by Mister Jeremy's side with that sort of conduct?"<br /> <br /> Corinne evaded them and refused to entertain their questions, but the three of them continued to stand in her way. Corinne lost her patience and glanced at their fancy evening gowns. "In terms of fashion sense, the three of you are no doubt worthy of being Jeremy's equal, but let me ask you this: did he ever allow you to get close to him?"<br /> <br /> "How dare you!"<br /> <br /> The three women all came from wealthy families in New Capital City, and it was the first time they had been mocked in such a manner. They were adamant about demanding an apology from Corinne, or they would not let her go!<br /> <br /> Some distance away, Zeke Callen, the Callens' second youngest son, came over and raised a toast to Jeremy.<br /> <br /> "Where'd you get that girl from, Jeremy? I imagine your grandfather is going to be pissed if you bring her back to meet him."<br /> <br /> "He just wants to have a granddaughter-in-law," replied Jeremy nonchalantly. "It's fine as long as it's a woman."<br /> <br /> Zeke clicked his tongue. "Of all the women in the world you could choose, why her?"<br /> <br /> Jeremy lowered his charming gaze and raised his glass to take a sip of the wine. It looked as if he was reminiscing about something.<br /> <br /> "Because her lips are sweet."<br /> <br /> Jeremy had always been a non-indulgent person, so one could imagine how stunned Zeke was to hear that. He stared at Jeremy in disbelief and uttered, "I never realized you had such unique preferences!"<br /> <br /> A splash was heard, and it turned out that a glass of wine had been splashed on Corinne.<br /> <br /> Zeke looked over and cocked an eyebrow. "Your little fiancee is being bullied, it seems. Aren't you going to help her?"<br /> <br /> Jeremy narrowed his eyes. "That won't be necessary."<br /> <br /> Zeke was still trying to figure out what Jeremy meant when he saw Corinne grab the first woman's hair with her left hand while her right hand reached for a second woman's hair. Then, Corinne smashed the two heads together.<br /> <br /> The two women collapsed unconscious to the ground while the third was stupefied. "You… Y—Y—You… You!"<br /> <br /> Corinne remained expressionless as she kept quiet and gently waved her hand, gesturing for the woman to move aside. The woman complied immediately and did not dare to stand in Corinne's way anymore.<br /> <br /> Zeke's lips twitched. "I think I know why you chose that bratty girl now."<br /> <br /> There was a certain pensiveness in Jeremy's expression as he sipped his wine in silence. <br /> <br /> She had earlier approached him with such lightning speed, not to mention use only one hand to make a tall man like him bend down for a kiss. <br /> <br /> Her strength was nothing short of amazing, and she had guts and brains to go with it too!<br /> <br /> "Tommy, bring her to the room and let her have a change of clothes."<br /> <br /> "Yes, sir!"<br /> <br /> Rather than following Tommy to get her clothes changed, Corinne walked over and glared unhappily at Jeremy.<br /> <br /> "You're being unreasonable, mister! All I did was give you a peck, and now you want me to pledge myself to you. Don't you think your request is a bit too disproportionate to my actions? Can't I take responsibility for what happened in some other way? Like financial compensation, for example?"<br /> <br /> Jeremy narrowed his charming eyes, and a cryptic smile unfolded across his face. He looked at Corinne and said, "Hmm… How much do you think a kiss from me is worth?"<br /> <br /> Corinne first observed his face and then at his thin and handsome lips, as if she was genuinely appraising his value.<br /> <br /> "I can't say for sure. It'd be better for you to name your price! You're not young, and it's probably not your first kiss, so the price better not exceed thirty bucks! It's not like I can fork out more anyway!"<br /> <br /> "Ridiculous!"<br /> <br /> Tommy felt that she was digging her own grave by saying that a kiss from his boss was only worth 30 dollars. It was supposed to be her good fortune to be engaged to Jeremy, yet she seemed to thumb her nose at him!<br /> <br /> Jeremy raised his hand, signaling for Tommy to back away. He then reached out and hooked Corinne's pointed chin with his slender fingers.<br /> <br /> He did not exert much strength, but an air of danger abounded.<br /> <br /> "Bold of you to disrespect me in public. Might as well go all the way and bear the consequences, eh?" he said.<br /> <br /> Corinne frowned, thinking that the man must have had a screw loose. After all, she couldn’t wrap her mind around why he chose to have her play the role when she looked terrible today.<br /> <br /> The corners of Corinne's lips twitched. She then said in a mischievous tone, "Fine! Can I go to the bathroom now?"<br /> <br /> Jeremy did not make any comment but merely gave Tommy a look and signaled to them that they were allowed to take her to the bathroom.<br /> <br /> A few minutes later, Tommy came back with a solemn expression as he approached Jeremy. "Sir, Miss Corinne jumped out of the bathroom window and ran away. I've already sent someone to chase after her."<br /> <br /> Jeremy, dressed in a suave suit, leaned lazily on the sofa as if he had anticipated she would do so. His handsome yet cold face showed little emotional fluctuation, and he merely swirled the glass of red wine in his hand. "Don't bother. Just find out where she lives and send someone to deliver the betrothal gifts."<br /> <br /> "Yes, sir!"<br /> <br /> Zeke had seen enough of the drama and could not help dissuading his good friend. "Are you sure you want to marry a woman who has nothing to offer you? To tell you the truth, I—"<br /> <br /> Jeremy said meaningfully, "Only someone like her will be up to the task."<br /> <br /> -<br /> <br /> It was already in the middle of night when Corinne returned home.<br /> <br /> As soon as she entered the house, her father Marvin swung his palm toward her. "The nerve of you! How dare you come back home!"<br /> <br /> Corinne stepped back nimbly and avoided the slap with ease.<br /> <br /> Marvin was brewing with anger as his palm stiffened mid-air.<br /> <br /> "Your mother chose a good man for you, but you dressed up like a clown for the blind date? You even kissed some random man in public. Our family's reputation has now completely ruined! The person in charge of introducing you to the man scolded your mother because of your actions! I want you to kneel, admit your mistake, and apologize to your mother!”<br /> <br /> Corinne put her hands into her coat pockets and stared coldly at her father. "She's not my mother." <br /> <br /> 'She's just a stepmother who's trying every possible way to marry me off as soon as possible so that I'll lose the right to inherit the family assets!'<br /> <br /> Lilliana feigned kindness and said, "I'm fine, Marvin. Don't take your anger out on Corinne. Her ignorance and naivete are all signs of my failure as a stepmother..."<br /> <br /> Marvin was even more distressed when he saw his wife interceding for his ignorant daughter at such a time. He turned around and scolded his daughter, "Ungrateful! Utterly ungrateful! Lilliana treats you well all the time, but you won't even call her mom!"<br /> <br /> Lilliana wiped away her bitter tears and persuaded her husband as if she had been wronged. "Forget it, Marvin! I don't mind if she calls me Aunt Lilliana!"<br /> <br /> Corinne was not surprised at all to see Lilliana's performance, for the latter was an expert at playing the victim and showing people only what they wanted to see. It was such a shame that Marvin was smitten by her beauty and could not see Lilliana’s true colors.<br /> <br /> Corinne passed a stack of documents to Marvin and said, "These are the actual information of all the blind dates that Aunt Lilliana set up for me. Why don't you have a look? If you find anyone you like, I'll be happy to marry them."<br /> <br /> Marvin was taken aback for a moment. He picked up the file, looked through it, and his expression gradually soured<br /> The information that Corinne provided Marvin clearly showed that all the men were good-for-nothings. On average, their age was around 40 years old, and most of them did not even have a decent job!<br /> <br /> Marvin glared at Lilliana unhappily. "Some of the men here are just as old as me. How could you introduce such old men to Corinne?"<br /> <br /> Lilliana's expression froze a little. She had gotten someone to doctor the photos and information of those men in advance, so it came as a complete surprise to her that the always-quiet Corinne could find out the true information behind those men.<br /> <br /> In an instant, Lilliana played the victim and said, "I have no idea how that happened, Marvin! The men I chose for Corinne were all the cream of the crop! The matchmaker must've given me false information!"<br /> <br /> Corinne, however, found it laughable. "Look at you harping on about how they're the cream of the crop without even bothering to verify whether or not the information was accurate. Marriage is a significant part of a person's life, yet you don't seem to take it seriously when it comes to me. Is it because I'm not your flesh and blood? Dad, I don't think you'll feel proud if you saw your daughter marrying someone as old as that."<br /> <br /> Lilliana hurriedly tried to get it straight. "No... It's not like that..."<br /> <br /> However, Marvin did not want to hear any of it and smacked the deck of files onto Lilliana's face in disappointment.<br /> <br /> "Enough! You no longer have to deal with anything involving Corinne's marriage. Your credit card will be suspended this month too. I expect you to stay home and reflect on your actions instead of going out and squander my money!"<br /> <br /> Lilliana's face turned pale. "Marvin, this was a misunderstanding..."<br /> <br /> Marvin stopped talking to her and looked guiltily at his youngest daughter. "I'm sorry you had to meet all those old men, Corinne. You don't need to go on blind dates anymore."<br /> <br /> Corinne smiled. "Thanks, Dad."<br /> <br /> After Marvin went upstairs, Lilliana's expression turned fierce as she glared viciously at Corinne.<br /> <br /> Sensing Lilliana's burning gaze, Corinne said calmly, "By the way, Aunt Lilliana, I forgot to mention something. I thought that those 'cream of the crop' men whom you chose for me were probably your ideal son-in-law, so I gave them Sherlyn's number when they asked for my contact information. Hopefully, she'll marry one of them!"<br /> <br /> Lilliana gritted her teeth angrily. "What? H—How could you have done that?!"<br /> <br /> Her darling Sherlyn was a famous celebrity who was far above the level of those losers. They should not even be calling her in the first place!<br /> <br /> Corinne could not stand to talk to Lilliana anymore, so she yawned and went upstairs to sleep in her bedroom.<br /> <br /> After Lilliana cursed Corinne in a low voice, she planned to head to her bedroom and coax Marvin not to deactivate her bank card when the doorbell rang all of a sudden.<br /> <br /> She wondered who could possibly pay their house a visit when it was already late at night.<br /> <br /> After she opened the door, she saw a man in a suit and leather shoes. Behind him was a row of more men in black suits. They were all carrying a bunch of stuff, and it was quite an intimidating sight.<br /> <br /> Lilliana could not help but get her guard up when she saw all those strangers appearing suddenly at her door in the middle of the night. "Who are you looking for?"<br /> <br /> Tommy said, "Hello, ma'am. Our employer has instructed us to present you with betrothal gifts to your daughter!"<br /> <br /> "Betrothal gifts? What betrothal gifts? Who is your employer?"<br /> <br /> "His name is Jeremy Holden."<br /> <br /> Lilliana's eyes widened, for Tommy's answer was like a bolt in the blue for her.<br /> <br /> "J—Jeremy Holden?! The Jeremy Holden? From the Holdens? The first-tier family?"<br /> <br /> "Exactly."<br /> <br /> "You mean, Mister Jeremy has taken a fancy to my daughter?"<br /> <br /> Tommy had a rather convoluted expression on his face. He hesitated for a second before saying, "You can look at it that way if you like."<br /> <br /> Lilliana was instantly reminded of her daughter, Sherlyn. Being such a popular female celebrity, Sherlyn was a beautiful woman, and it made sense for a wealthy young man to have his eyes on her.<br /> <br /> However, the suitor was too powerful this time, and he even sent his men over to deliver betrothal gifts out of the blue!<br /> <br /> Upon seeing Lilliana's silence, Tommy asked, "Do you disapprove of the marriage?"<br /> <br /> Lilliana came back to her senses and shook her head right away. "No, no, it's just… My daughter isn't at home right now. This is huge news, and it might be better for us to wait until she comes back before discu—"<br /> <br /> Tommy interrupted her, "Ma'am, your daughter has accepted the engagement ring from Mister Jeremy. All you need to do now is accept the gifts."<br /> <br /> 'What?! If Sherlyn has already accepted the ring from Mister Jeremy, could the two of them have been in a relationship for some time now? I can't believe Sherlyn didn't tell us that she had such an amazing boyfriend!' Lilliana thought to herself.<br /> <br /> Lilliana did not want to seem discourteous to her distinguished guests, so she hurriedly invited Tommy to come in and have a seat.<br /> <br /> Instead of entering, Tommy merely signaled his subordinates to carry the betrothal gifts in. "Mister Jeremy will pay your family a visit in three days to demand your daughter's hand in marriage."<br /> <br /> Lilliana was shocked yet again. "What? In three days? Isn't that...a little too quick?"<br /> <br /> Tommy assured her, "Not to worry, ma'am. Mister Jeremy has already made preparations for the ceremony. Your daughter deserves only the finest and most luxurious."<br /> <br /> 'Only the finest and most luxurious?' That was a sure sign that Jeremy was head over heels in love with Sherlyn. When Sherlyn took the Holden surname, Lilliana would be the mother-in-law of the Holden family's young master!<br /> <br /> She no longer had to worry about having all the riches and glory in the world; anyone who saw her would have to bow to play up to her!<br /> <br /> At the thought of that, Lilliana was overjoyed.<br /> <br /> "Alright! We'll use these three days to make the necessary preparations for our daughter's wedding!"<br /> <br /> Tommy nodded and bade her farewell. "I'll excuse myself. See you."<br /> <br /> Marvin came out of the room when he heard the noise. "Was there a visitor? What are all these?"<br /> <br /> Lilliana caressed those expensive gifts as her heart raced speedily.<br /> <br /> "Marvin, I've got good news! Jeremy, the Holdens' young master has taken a fancy to Sherlyn. These are all betrothal gifts for Sherlyn from the Holdens, and the quality of these items is just extraordinary!"<br /> <br /> Marvin's mind went blank. "What? Jeremy? You mean Jeremy Holden, the president of Holden Group? Who just returned to the country?"<br /> <br /> Lilliana nodded frantically. "Yes, that's him!"<br /> <br /> Marvin clutched his chest, fearing that his heart would stop beating all of a sudden due to the sheer excitement.<br /> <br /> "Oh, gosh! I never expected him to fall for our Sherlyn!" Lilliana could not hide her pride. "You've got to give her mother some credit too, you know!"<br /> <br /> "Thank you for giving me such an amazing daughter, Lilliana!"<br /> <br /> "Humph, you're praising me now? I thought you said you would suspend my credit card this whole month!"<br /> <br /> "Come on, Lilliana. I said that only because I was angry with what you did. Corinne might not be your own daughter, but you can't let her go on a blind date with those old men!"<br /> <br /> "But I didn't do it on purpose! Corinne grew up in the countryside, so she's a wild and bad-tempered girl. I only looked for an older man in the hopes that he might be able to tolerate her tantrums! I didn't know the matchmaker would lie about the information!"<br /> <br /> "Alright, Lilliana. I'm sorry for blaming you."<br /> <br /> Lilliana was feeling particularly smug after successfully swaying Marvin to her side with only a couple of sentences.<br /> <br /> A naive little girl like Corinne would never be a match for her!<br /> <br /> With Sherlyn about to marry into the Holdens, Lilliana would soon share the good life with her daughter in the future. Corinne would then become an insignificant speck in her life!<br /> <br /> Early the next morning, Lilliana called her darling daughter Sherlyn and insisted the young lady return home immediately.<br /> <br /> Sherlyn complained unhappily as soon as she entered the house, "What happened, Mom? Why were you in such a rush to ask me to come home? I still have a scene to shoot this afternoon!"<br /> <br /> "It's about your marriage with Jeremy Holden!"<br /> <br /> "Marriage? What marriage? I don't even know him personally!"<br /> <br /> Lilliana's heart sank when she saw her daughter's clueless expression, but she immediately told Sherlyn about the betrothal gifts that had been sent over the previous night. "So, how is it that you don't know him personally? Haven't you already accepted the engagement ring he gave you?<br /> Sherlyn was even more confused after hearing what her mother said.<br /> <br /> "Ring? When did I receive a ring—<br /> <br /> "Wait. I remember now, Mom. An anonymous fan sent me a diamond ring by mail yesterday! I was worried the media might cook up some nonsense news article if they saw it, so I just put it away instead of wearing it."<br /> <br /> Lilliana was overjoyed to hear that. "That's it! Mister Jeremy must've had a crush on you for a long time, and he's trying to win your heart by faking an anonymous fan! I got someone to investigate the people who came yesterday. It turns out that their leader was none other than Mister Jeremy's personal assistant!<br /> <br /> "Sherlyn, the Holdens are a first-tier family, and Jeremy has shown his utmost sincerity toward you! He's really in love with you, and nothing will go wrong if you marry him!"<br /> <br /> Jeremy Holden...<br /> <br /> Sherlyn could not help blushing, and her heartbeat quickened. She heard of his name before despite never meeting him in person, and she knew him as the scion of Holdens—a first-tier family. He was respected and feared by many in the business world! It came as a surprise to her that even Jeremy was one of her fans, and he turned out to be so madly in love with her that he sent people to her home to deliver the betrothal gifts. If anything was to blame, it was her irresistible charm!<br /> <br /> -<br /> <br /> That afternoon, Corinne returned home with a delicate photo frame in her arms. She changed into house slippers and immediately went straight upstairs.<br /> <br /> Sherlyn happened to be heading down, and she blocked Corinne on purpose. "What's that in your hand? Did you steal the jewelry from my betrothal gifts?"<br /> <br /> Corinne stopped and said without turning a hair, "It's mine."<br /> <br /> "I want proof. Show it to me!" Sherlyn has always disliked her younger sister, who was raised in the countryside since childhood. She felt that Corinne was a disgrace to the Carew family, and it was unsurprising that she never had any respect for Corinne.<br /> <br /> Sherlyn reached out and snatched the item in Corinne’s arms.<br /> <br /> "Tch! The way you hold it makes me think that it was some sort of jewelry, but it's nothing more than a picture of your mother, that mistress!"<br /> <br /> 'My mother isn't a mistress!'<br /> <br /> Corinne reached out to grab the photo frame, but Sherlyn deliberately dropped the photo frame onto the ground. "Oops! It slipped off! My bad!"<br /> <br /> Corinne's eyes reddened as she looked at Sherlyn stepping on the photo frame on the ground.<br /> <br /> It was an old photo of her mother that she managed to find in one of the Carews' old photo albums. Earlier in the day, she brought it to the store to have it restored, enlarged, and framed, as she planned to put it in her room as a table setting.<br /> <br /> Corinne angrily grabbed Sherlyn's clothes and hissed, "Pick. It. Up. Now."<br /> <br /> Sherlyn was not frightened at all as she uttered, "How dare you touch me! I'll have you know that I'll soon marry into the Holdens. If you dare to mess with me, the Holdens are going to make life difficult for you!"<br /> <br /> Corinne was stunned. 'The Holdens?' Her scalp tingled when she heard that name since the man who forcibly dragged her to get engaged the day before also shared the same surname.<br /> <br /> "Are you referring to that first-tier family?"<br /> <br /> Sherlyn had a smug look on her face. "Yeah! What's wrong? Are you scared? Well, you should be! Jeremy is my loyal fan and suitor. He wants nothing more than to marry me now! All the good stuff you see over there are for me from the Holdens last night, and you'd better not touch anything! If you break any of them, you won't be able to afford the compensation!"<br /> <br /> Corinne turned to look at the betrothal gifts and went blank for a moment. Then, she came to a realization—Jeremy must have got absolutely nuts. To think that he sent his men to deliver the betrothal gifts to her home!<br /> <br /> Corinne's eyes flashed brightly as she thought of something, and she turned to Sherlyn, saying, "Guess I'll have to congratulate you, then! Though, are you sure that a high-bred family like the Holdens will accept a scandal-tainted celebrity from the entertainment industry?"<br /> <br /> That remark was a touchy issue for Sherlyn. "You don't need to worry about that. Mister Jeremy loves me very much, so it's only normal for him to protect me!"<br /> <br /> "Are you sure about that?" Corinne grinned and said nothing more. <br /> <br /> She picked up her mother's photo, patted the dust off, then turned around and went upstairs. She was initially worried about finding a way to get rid of Jeremy who she accidentally messed with the previous day. Since Sherlyn was so eager to marry him, that happened to settle everything for Corinne.<br /> <br /> Sherlyn snorted coldly, but she thought to herself, 'Corinne might be a country girl, but her remark made perfect sense. The Holdens were a first-tier family, while Sherlyn was an actress no one recognized. If the Holdens' elders found out about her scandals, they would certainly have a bad impression of her.'<br /> <br /> With that in mind, Sherlyn decided to retire from showbiz at once.<br /> <br /> Compared to marrying into the Holdens', the petty profits she made in the showbiz industry were nothing.<br /> <br /> She was about to call her company to inform them that she would be terminating her contract and retiring from showbiz, but her phone rang before she could make the call.<br /> <br /> She was clueless as to why there had been so many spam calls recently. She did not plan to answer the call until she saw that the caller was a benefactor she had just slept with recently. Since she had also intended to break things off for good, she decided that she might as well answer it.<br /> <br /> "Where are you, babe? I miss you so much. Come to the hotel and spend the night with me!"<br /> <br /> Sherlyn uttered in disgust, "Don't call me 'babe'. That might not sound disgusting to an old fart like you, but it sounds disgusting to me!"<br /> <br /> "What the hell did you just say? Did you just call me disgusting? Have you forgotten how you begged me to help you snag a role that could win you the next Lotus Award?"<br /> <br /> Sherlyn was uninterested. "I've left the industry, so I don't care about the Lotus Award anymore. Find someone else. Oh, and don't ever call me again!"<br /> <br /> On the other end of the line, the greasy-haired, red-faced old man turned livid with anger. He had taken great pains to get a diamond ring for her and had it sent to her by mail, but his gesture was all for naught.<br /> <br /> 'Damn you! So you're rejecting me after you received the ring? Ungrateful woman! You can kiss goodbye to your hopes of making a living in the industry. Just wait. You'll be blocked from securing any more projects in the future!'<br /> <br /> -<br /> <br /> Three days later, the Carews hosted a marriage banquet for their daughter, and many relatives and friends were invited.<br /> <br /> Lilliana deliberately asked Marvin to make a grand show so her precious Sherlyn would be married off in the best possible manner.<br /> <br /> "Look, the Holdens' wedding entourage is here! What a sight to behold! They really do live up to their reputation as a first-tier family! The cars are all limited-edition luxury vehicles!"<br /> <br /> "I've only seen the first car in magazines! The price is worth ten Bugattis!"<br /> <br /> "I'm so jealous of Sherlyn! She's so lucky to marry someone as awesome as Mister Jeremy!"<br /> <br /> Sherlyn, who was wearing a wedding dress, beamed triumphantly as she listened to the 'oohs' and 'aahs' of all her relatives and friends.<br /> <br /> Corinne was nowhere to be seen, and Sherlyn figured that she might be hiding somewhere in jealousy. 'Hmph, let her wallow in her jealousy! That's all she can do!'<br /> <br /> Sherlyn was about to meet her groom, and she eagerly looked forward to finding out what kind of man Jeremy was. He was definitely super handsome, and he was surely going to kneel on one knee in front of her to make his passionate confession under everyone's envious looks...<br /> <br /> The wedding entourage stopped at the gate of the Carews' villa.<br /> <br /> Jeremy got out of the car in front, looking dignified and elegant.<br /> <br /> Tommy gave a signal for the group of best men to get out of the cars behind. Dressed in suits and leather shoes, they followed Jeremy to the gate of the Carews' villa, where the phrase 'Congratulations to the Newlyweds!' was pasted.<br /> <br /> All of a sudden, Jeremy stopped walking and looked up toward the roof of the villa. <br /> <br /> There, on the attic's small balcony stood a woman in pajamas. She was leaning against the balcony fence as she looked down to watch the festivities.<br /> <br /> After a brief moment of eye contact, the woman immediately turned around and slipped away.<br /> <br /> Corinne had a bad feeling. It seemed that Jeremy had noticed her when she was on the balcony earlier!<br /> <br /> Then again, she believed that he might not be able to recognize her because she was not wearing makeup at the moment, unlike the super heavy eyeliners she wore the other day.<br /> <br /> To be on the safe side, she felt that it was better to leave her home.<br /> <br /> Down at the entrance, Tommy was puzzled when he saw Jeremy stop walking all of a sudden. He leaned closer to remind the latter, "Sir, the entrance to the Carews' villa is right in front. Why don’t you get in now."<br /> Jeremy raised his head slightly and narrowed his eyes while staring at the small empty balcony. After a brief moment, he said, "You can lead the guys in for now."<br /> <br /> "Well, uhh…" Tommy was surprised, but he did not dare to question Jeremy's order. Therefore, he could only take the order and wave his hand to give the men behind him a signal.<br /> <br /> "Everyone, come on in with me."<br /> <br /> The Holdens' wedding entourage was blocked by bridesmaids begging for gifts at the door of the Carews' villa, making for a particularly lively atmosphere.<br /> <br /> No one noticed that the groom had gone around to the back door of the villa.<br /> <br /> There, a girl was strolling out of the villa while humming 'Wedding March' happily.<br /> <br /> She had barely walked far when a hand grabbed the back of her collar. As a result, her entire body had been lifted into the air, and both her feet were dangling helplessly.<br /> <br /> "Did you think you could just run away?" The man's voice was sonorous. There were strong hints of aggression in his tone along with an undertone of coldness.<br /> <br /> Corinne was not facing the man, but she immediately recognized Jeremy’s voice.<br /> <br /> She was surprised that Jeremy had recognized her with just a glance from afar earlier. Even so, she was ready for that eventuality.<br /> <br /> Corinne turned to look at Jeremy and spoke with a lisp in a feigned tone. She stammered and said, "M—M—Mister? Who are you? Why are you p-pulling me?"<br /> <br /> Jeremy was stunned when he saw her face. He swiftly let go of her in an instant in shock.<br /> <br /> The woman in front of him had plenty of moles on her face, a unibrow, sausage lips, and eye shadows in all colors.<br /> <br /> Her appearance was exceedingly ugly.<br /> <br /> Corinne's heart filled with glee at the sight of Jeremy's expression after he had been frightened by her ugly appearance.<br /> <br /> She continued to play dumb and said in a daze, "Mister, you're getting m—married, yes? You went t—t—the wrong way! You need to go the fuc—<br /> <br /> "I mean, the f—front door! Your b—bride is waiting there!"<br /> <br /> Jeremy narrowed his eyes, stared coldly at the ugly girl in front of him, and nearly believed her act. His thin lips curled up in a smile and said, "Is that so? Then why are you wearing the Holdens' unique engagement ring?"<br /> <br /> With that, he grabbed her hand and raised it to gaze at the diamond ring on her ring finger.<br /> <br /> Corinne was speechless. Her ruse had been exposed!<br /> <br /> It was not that she forgot to take it off, but the ring seemed to have taken root on her finger. She was unable to take it off, regardless of how hard she tried.<br /> <br /> Jeremy's charming eyes were dark and discerning. He could see what she was thinking, so he explained it by saying. "You don't need to waste all that effort. This ring is made of platinum that has been mixed with some special materials. The only way to take it off is to lubricate it with a special essential oil."<br /> <br /> Corinne gritted her teeth.<br /> <br /> That was some trick he had up his sleeve, and she had to give up running away now.<br /> <br /> "Now that it's come to this, I suggest that we have a frank conversation with each other. I know that you don't really want to marry me, and that you only need a wife in name for some ulterior reason. Am I wrong?"<br /> <br /> Jeremy did not answer, but he had to admit that she was a smart woman.<br /> <br /> Corinne said with a smile, "In that case, my sister Sherlyn is more than willing to marry you. She's more beautiful than me, and her figure is so much better than mine. Everything will work out perfectly if you marry her!"<br /> <br /> Jeremy narrowed his eyes, wondering if the girl in front of him was that averse to marrying him.<br /> <br /> In fact, she seemed to be trying to avoid him!<br /> <br /> It was something that never happened before. All the women he met in the past had tried their level best to get his attention and become his woman. However, he wanted someone who was not clingy.<br /> <br /> Jeremy pursed his thin lips and said, "I'll only marry the person who's wearing my engagement ring."<br /> <br /> Corinne frowned. "That should be easy then. Bring me some of that special essential oil. I'll take the ring off at once and return it to you. Then you can just give it to Sherlyn!"<br /> <br /> Jeremy shrugged. "I don't have any."<br /> <br /> "Then go buy some!"<br /> <br /> "Nobody produces it anymore. It's not something that can just be bought."<br /> <br /> "Oh, I see..." Corinne gritted her teeth. With a forced smile, she suddenly raised her hand and pointed behind the man, "Mister, look! It's a rainbow-colored pig!"<br /> <br /> Jeremy pulled a long face as the corners of his thin lips began twitching subtly.<br /> <br /> 'How childish.'<br /> <br /> The next second, Corinne, who was about to run away, was grabbed by the man again. Jeremy carried her on his shoulder and walked away nonchalantly, despite Corinne's attempts at trying to kick him.<br /> <br /> -<br /> <br /> Back at the villa, Tommy had just led the handsome best men into the living room when his phone rang. The caller was Jeremy. <br /> <br /> Tommy stopped and answered the phone. Then, he turned around and left with the other guys with a serious expression.<br /> <br /> Upon seeing that, the smug-faced Lilliana went blank for a moment before trotting up to them. She asked, "Where are you going, Mister Tommy? The bride is waiting right inside."<br /> <br /> Tommy looked at Lilliana and said, "Mister Jeremy has already gotten his bride himself."<br /> <br /> Lilliana was confused. "He has? But how? Sherlyn is still inside the house!"<br /> <br /> Tommy frowned. "Sherlyn? Ma'am, you must be mistaken. The woman whom Mister Jeremy intends to marry isn't named Sherlyn!" After that, he walked past Lilliana icily and led his men away without looking back.<br /> <br /> Lilliana was rooted to the spot, and her face was pale.<br /> <br /> She thought inwardly, 'What? I'm… mistaken?'<br /> <br /> All their relatives and friends began to speak in whispers.<br /> <br /> Everyone was trying to suck up to Marvin earlier, while now he was ridiculed by them. <br /> <br /> He felt so ashamed, and his expression was incredibly ugly.<br /> <br /> He turned around and lashed out at Lilliana for causing him to make a fool of himself. "What the hell is going on, Lilliana? Didn't you say that Mister Jeremy was going to marry Sherlyn?"<br /> <br /> Lilliana put on a helpless look and said, "I... I don't know how this happened! When the Holdens came to deliver the betrothal gifts to us that day, they said it was because they wanted to marry your daughter. They had all the gifts delivered to us! You saw that, didn't you, Marvin?"<br /> <br /> Marvin gave Lilliana a tight slap. "Our family has become the butt of jokes thanks to you! How could you make all these arrangements without confirming everything beforehand?"<br /> <br /> Sherlyn, who had been waiting for the groom to come and get her, heard her parents quarreling outside. She walked out of the room and asked, "Dad! Mom! What are the two of you doing?! Where's my groom? Where's Jeremy?"<br /> <br /> "Sherlyn, Mister Jeremy's people just said that there was a mistake. They've already left with the real bride!"<br /> <br /> Sherlyn turned pale in shock. "What? How could there be such a huge mistake, Mom? Wasn't Mister Jeremy going to marry me?"<br /> <br /> Lilliana covered the side of her face that had been slapped by Marvin. "Please don't blame me, Sherlyn. I'm confused, too..."<br /> <br /> The relatives who had long been fed up with Sherlyn’s and Lilliana's characters began to rub salt into the wound.<br /> <br /> "No point making a scene now that things ended this way, Sherlyn. When you think about it, it's pretty obvious that someone with Mister Jeremy's status would never want to marry a scandalous actress like you!"<br /> <br /> "Honestly, I was still trying to wrap my head around how you managed to establish a connection to a first-tier family like the Holdens. Turns out, it was all a mistake!"<br /> <br /> "You should just go back to being an actress, Sherlyn! After all, that's the only chance you get to marry a rich man! Hahaha!"<br /> <br /> Sherlyn could not bear the ridicule from all her relatives, so she gave Lilliana a resentful look before dashing off to hide in her room.<br /> <br /> Their snide remarks were infuriating, and she felt ashamed to face anyone ever again.<br /> <br /> One question remained unanswered: how could the mistake have happened?<br /> <br /> 'Didn't Mister Jeremy give me a ring?' She found it hard to accept reality, and she could not believe what was happening. 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1,366,804	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1376738}'	Yes	2024-04-22 23:24	active	582	991731219013956	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	What’s more embarrassing than a butt dial? Butt dialing your boss… And leaving a dirty voicemail when you’re uhh… “thinking” about them.<br /> Just had a sexual fantasy with my boss. I stand on legs that are just as shaky as he said they’d be. My throat hurts from moaning and I’m sore as all get-out. As I stand, my phone clatters to the floor.<br /> I reach down to pick it up—<br /> And freeze in horror.<br /> Ruslan’s name is lighting up my screen.<br /> And the call is active.<br /> For seven minutes and thirty-two seconds, I’ve been masturbating to the absolute filthiest fantasy I’ve ever had, starring Ruslan Oryolov.<br /> ————————<br /> Emma<br /> If anyone has a reason to cry, it’s me. My boss is an arrogant prick and my sister is dead and her husband is more of a burden than a help and I have three innocent kids I’m doing my best to raise right but I can’t seem to catch a break and I need sleep and food and more coffee and a vacation and a fresh start and—the list just goes on. One reason for each of my thousand tears.<br /> “Auntie Em! Auntie Em, wake up.”<br /> I come to with a start. The sun is slanting in through the blinds and I have absolutely no freaking idea what planet I’m on. I feel a sharp line of pain on my cheek. It takes me a long moment to realize that it’s because I have a shoelace plastered to my skin. I peel it off with a wince and look up to see Josh standing over me.<br /> “Auntie Em, it’s 7:45. We’re late for school.”<br /> The next fifteen minutes are a blur. I get the girls up and dressed in the least coordinated outfits in the history of terrible parenting. I hurl random food into their lunchboxes with no regard for nutritional value. And then we’re all sprinting out the door.<br /> Ben, needless to say, doesn’t so much as lift a finger to help.<br /> I get the evil eye from the receptionist at the kids’ school when I drop them off well into first period. I just pop a peck on each of their foreheads and then turn to Bane.<br /> I get another evil eye from the lobby receptionist there, too, but I don’t quite realize why until I’m in the elevator up to the thirtieth floor and I catch sight of my reflection in the polished bronze.<br /> I look like an absolute shitshow. My hair is a rat’s nest on my head and my blouse is on backwards. The fashionable one-shoulder cutout is framing my frayed bra strap instead of a tasteful slice of arm.<br /> Wet street dogs are more put-together than I am.<br /> It’s way too late to go back now, though. I can already imagine Ruslan’s eyebrow. It’s probably halfway up his scalp by now. His voice is going to be absolutely frigid when he hears me come stumbling in. Something like:<br /> “You have got to be kidding me.”<br /> Wait. That wasn’t my imagination. That was actually his voice.<br /> I open my eyes and turn around to realize that the elevator doors have opened—and who should be standing there but my beloved, benevolent boss?<br /> Sure enough, his eyebrow is locked and loaded and that cruelly sharp jaw of his clenched so tight that I wonder idly if he has a good dentist on speed dial.<br /> I open my mouth to defend myself, but what is there even to say? “I’m sorry,” I blurt. “I fell asleep after—It was a long night and—I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.”<br /> He doesn’t so much as blink. “I expect you to dress appropriately for your job, Ms. Carson,” he growls. “Not do the walk of shame through my building.”<br /> I frown. “The walk of—? Hold on. No, that’s not what this is. I didn’t—”<br /> “You’re wearing yesterday’s skirt and flaunting your undergarments like you think you can seduce your way out of being—” He checks his watch. “—two and a half hours late. I’m not sure if you think I’m stupid or easy. I’m also not sure which of those two would offend me more.”<br /> One word snags my attention. “Seduce?” I parrot stupidly.<br /> Out of nowhere, thoughts of what it would look like to seduce Ruslan Oryolov come prancing through my head.<br /> Wrapping his tie around my fist and bringing that smirking snarl down to my lips for a taste.<br /> Lying back on his desk, pencil skirt hiked above my hips, while he shoves my panties to the side and devours me like his last meal.<br /> On my knees on his office carpet as he stands over me and—<br /> “Ms. Carson, I’m not interested in your explanations. Go do your job. Before I find someone else to do it for you.”<br /> With that, he brushes past me and gets on the elevator. I turn and look dumbly at him as the doors close on his face. The last thing I see is the arrogant slant of his mouth.<br /> Then that, too, disappears.<br /> My cheeks are burning red for the rest of the day. Luckily, I have an extra cardigan at my desk, so I’m able to cover up the worst of my wardrobe malfunction.<br /> But my phone keeps pinging all day long with messages from Ruslan. Do this. Send that. Fax this. Email that. He’s as unbearable as ever. Everything from the expiration date on his coffee creamer to the status of the conference room chairs he’s so anal about merits yet another scathing comment from him. And after yesterday’s nightmare, I’m running on fumes.<br /> My only saving grace is that he has a gala tonight, so he’s scheduled to leave the office at 5:00 P.M. sharp. I’m counting down the last ten seconds until the clock strikes five like I’m a Times Square partier on New Year’s Eve.<br /> “Seven… Six… Five… Four… Three… Two… One…”<br /> Ping. Another text. I moan and look down to see the devil’s name pop up on my phone.<br /> RUSLAN: My office. Now.<br /> Goddammit. I was so close.<br /> Sighing, I get up and slink inside.<br /> “Shut the door,” he orders. It’s dark in here. The curtains are sealed tight and the temperature is Arctic. He’s a mass of shadows behind his desk, huge and fragrant. The only thing I can see is the sharp light of his amber eyes.<br /> “Sit.” A shadowy hand points at the chair across from his desk.<br /> I perch at the edge of the seat in question. My nerves are buzzing and frayed. I’m so, so tired. But I can’t show him that. Matter of fact, I refuse to show him that.<br /> I won’t give the smug prick the satisfaction of thinking he’s outlasted me.<br /> “I asked you yesterday if I had your full attention,” he begins. “I’m not so sure I do. So let me say this: if your priorities lie anywhere other than this company, then I will find a new assistant. I’m not a nice man, Ms. Carson. So believe me when I tell you that this is not the kind of place where you get three strikes before something bad happens. You mess up once—you’re gone. Am I making myself clear?”<br /> I swallow. “Yes, sir.”<br /> He nods. “Good. Be here on time tomorrow. Dress like you intend to keep your job. Now, if you’ll excuse me… there’s the door.”<br /> He looks down at his phone and poof, it’s like I don’t exist anymore.<br /> But I. Am. Pissed.<br /> He doesn’t know what I’m going through. He doesn’t know Ben is snoring and farting in my living room, or that three little kids are waiting on me to pick them up from after-school care. He doesn’t know that I buried my sister or that I’m barely keeping my head above water. He doesn’t know anything.<br /> “No.” I blurt it before I can think better of it. “No. No. I’m not some little worm under your shoe, Mr. Oryolov. I’m a—I mean, screw you, I’m a person! I have a life and hobbies and people who depend on me. I’m real! So I’d appreciate it very much if you’d pull your smug head out of your smug prick and treat me with some respect for once.”<br /> Ruslan blinks.<br /> Blinks.<br /> Blinks.<br /> “Is there something else, Ms. Carson?”<br /> That’s when I realize that my whole little tirade took place entirely in my head. It wasn’t real. All imagined. Just a pleasant little detour to a fantasy land where I give him my two cents and then some.<br /> I swallow past the nasty taste in my throat and stand. “No, sir,” I say quietly. “Nothing at all.”<br /> -<br /> I ended the call with my best friend, Phoebe.<br /> Then a face pops up on the black screen of my mind’s eye.<br /> It’s Ruslan because, like I told Pheebs, he haunts me even when I’m off the clock. He’s smiling that smile she described. That come-to-bed-and-let-me-show-you-what-I-can-do-to-you smile. The camera of my imagination pulls back and floats down.<br /> Imaginary Ruslan is wearing an ivory white button-down shirt with the top two buttons undone. Enough to see a dusting of dark chest hair and the edge of a tattoo I can’t quite make out. He flexes his forearms in front of him. Those knuckles crack, louder than I expected, and I let out a surprised little gasp.<br /> I like when you make that noise, he croons. Shall I see if I can make you do it again?<br /> I’m nodding before I’m even realizing what I’m doing. “Make me moan,” I plead.<br /> I’m also touching the inside of my knee before I realize what I’m doing. But it’s not my hands that are doing it—or at least, it doesn’t feel like it’s my hands. It’s Ruslan’s hands, huge and powerful, palming my thigh and drifting up under the edge of my pencil skirt.<br /> You’ve been a naughty assistant, he growls, breath minty in my face where it mingles with the woodsy spice of his cologne. There’s a faint laugh on the edge of his voice, like he knows that this whole thing is crazy but he’s just going with it because it’s hotter than it is ridiculous. You’ve been so very, very bad. Step into my office and shut the door.<br /> The rest of the world disappears like I just followed his orders. Gone is my messy apartment and the lingering smell of burrito cheese. Ruslan is all I smell now.<br /> That cologne.<br /> That breath.<br /> Beneath it, that musk that sets my nerve endings on fire.<br /> “Are you going to punish me, Ruslan?” I whisper.<br /> I’m on the literal edge of my seat, grinding and bucking against my fingers. Imaginary Ruslan has me eating out of the palm of his hand. I’d do anything for him. Say anything. Be anything.<br /> Imaginary Ruslan is every bit the cruel prick that real Ruslan is. He said he’d keep my orgasms to himself, but I feel like I stole this one from him. The euphoria of it rips through me in one endless lightning bolt after the next, until finally, what feels like an hour later, I come back to something like normal consciousness with drool on my lips and my fingers wet and sticky with my own desire.<br /> I stand on legs that are just as shaky as he said they’d be. My throat hurts from moaning and I’m sore as all get-out. As I stand, my phone clatters to the floor.<br /> I reach down to pick it up—<br /> And freeze in horror.<br /> Ruslan’s name is lighting up my screen.<br /> And the call is active.<br /> The reality of what is happening clicks in my gut immediately, but it takes a few delayed moments before my head comes to terms with it.<br /> For seven minutes and thirty-two seconds, I’ve been on a call with Ruslan Oryolov.<br /> For seven minutes and thirty-two seconds, I’ve been masturbating to the absolute filthiest fantasy I’ve ever had, starring Ruslan Oryolov.<br /> For seven minutes and thirty-two seconds, my phone has been recording every last moan and gasp and breath and twitch I made while I begged for his mercy and pleaded for him to make me come.<br /> Did Ruslan hear the whole thing?<br /> -<br /> “It’s over. My life as I know it is over. R.I.P. to me.”<br /> “I’m sorry, who is this?”<br /> “Pheebs!”<br /> She chuckles while I stare at my reflection in the mirror and try not to throw up. My phone is lying on the bathroom counter on speakerphone, mostly because my palms have been sweating since I saw the meeting invite in my calendar for today.<br /> 9:00 A.M. – 09:07:32 A.M.: Emma Carson 1-on-1 with Ruslan Oryolov.<br /> “Sorry. Couldn’t resist. Anyway, rewind, take a deep breath, then tell me what’s going on in your big girl voice. Unburden yourself. Take all the time you need. Just make it quick because I have a 9 o’clock appointment.”<br /> I’m bouncing on the balls of my feet now, the same way that Reagan does when she needs to pee really bad. “Yeah, so do I. With him.”<br /> “Ah. Oh, wait—oh.”<br /> I first called Phoebe last night right after realizing what I’d done. Her reaction was a dizzying mixture of pride and horror. I believe her exact words were, “Sure, it’s mortifying, but I’m glad you got your rocks off. Knew you had it in you.”<br /> She’s a little more reassuring now that things are escalating out of control. “That doesn’t necessarily mean he heard the voicemail, Em. Maybe this is just a standard, no-big-deal, super-boring-business-stuff Thursday morning meeting.”<br /> “It’s scheduled for seven minutes and thirty-two seconds. Precisely.”<br /> “Hm.” There’s a beat of silence. “Doesn’t look good, does it?”<br /> “Seriously? That’s all you’ve got for me? I’m gonna lose my job, Phoebe!”<br /> “You don’t know that for sure. Just take a deep breath and go in there, see what he wants. Play it cool, y’know?”<br /> “And what if what he wants is to kick my arse to the curb with a recommendation letter that claims I’m a dirty bimbo?”<br /> “I mean, there’s probably a market for that.” I moan as Phoebe’s laughter fades into a serious tone. “Listen, boo: whatever happens, you’re a strong, smart, confident woman and you’re gonna land on your feet. And until you do, I’ve got your back.”<br /> Her words mean everything to me, but I know that Phoebe doesn’t have much margin for error in her life, either. She struggles just as hard as I do. If she is able to help, it still wouldn’t put a dent in all the bills and loans looming over me.<br /> “Thanks for the pep talk. I’ve gotta go to my doom now.”<br /> “Keep your pecker up!”<br /> I blink. “Huh?”<br /> “Oklahoma talk. It means, like, ‘break a leg,’ but for Midwesterners.”<br /> If I weren’t worried about losing my job and ending up homeless on the street with three kids, I’d laugh. Instead, I say one more miserable goodbye, then spend a solid three minutes dry-heaving into one of the empty bathroom stalls.<br /> Once I’ve sufficiently bruised my stomach lining, I slink out of the bathroom and waste the remaining two minutes before the meeting standing outside of Ruslan’s door, watching the clock steal my life away one second at a time.<br /> “You okay, Emma?” asks Katie Miller, another of the executive assistants on this floor, as she passes by.<br /> “Dandy,” I mumble. “Just waiting for the noose.”<br /> “What was that?”<br /> “Nothing. I like your earrings. Have a good day.”<br /> She raises her brow a smidge. I’m not usually so dismissive, but I can’t concentrate on small talk right now. Not when I’m T-minus thirty seconds away from the end of my career.<br /> Dear God, I know I don’t pray to you often. Or, well, ever. But please help me out today and I’ll definitely consider starting on a more semi-regular basis.<br /> Great. Now, I’m bargaining with God. New low, Emma. New low.<br /> I take a deep breath and walk into his office. The shades are tight, snuffing out all the light of the Manhattan morning beyond. It’s like a bear cave in here—and the grizzly in question is sitting at his desk, scrolling through his phone. He doesn’t acknowledge me until I’m standing in front of his desk.<br /> “Sit.”<br /> The moment my rear end is parked, he puts his phone down and looks at me. Just looks at me.<br /> In the eighteen months that I’ve worked for him, he’s never once given me the benefit of his full attention. Even during our morning meetings, he’s either on his phone, flipping through files, or typing away on his laptop. I used to be annoyed about it. I’m only now realizing I should have been grateful.<br /> Should I say something?<br /> Maybe he wants me to break the silence. Maybe I’m supposed to give him an explanation, an apology, something. But the more the silence stretches on, the less I’m capable of breaking it.<br /> I decide once again that those amber eyes of his should be outlawed.<br /> “I heard the voicemail,” he says at last.<br /> I can’t place his tone. Amusement? Anger? Disbelief?<br /> “Do you have anything to say, Ms. Carson?”<br /> I launch into the apology I spent most of last night practicing in the mirror. “I can’t tell you how sorry I am, Mr. Oryolov. I have no idea what I was thinking. The whole thing was an accident; I didn’t realize I’d dialed you. I was so tired and out of it and… I can assure you that it will never happen again. I swear.”<br /> My cheeks are flushed with embarrassment, but I try to keep my voice steady. I can’t sound too desperate, although that’s exactly what I am.<br /> “Tell me, Ms. Carson: what would you do in my place?”<br /> “I would give the plucky, hard-working assistant another chance, maybe?” It’s a long shot, but I figure, what the heck? I just wish I’d asked it without my voice rising to an Alvin and the Chipmunks pipsqueak at the end.<br /> His mouth twitches with the promise of a smile, but it’s gone as quick as it came. “I know what you sound like when you climax, Emma. Is that the soundtrack you want running through all our interactions from now on?”<br /> Flushing the brightest of reds, I shake my head. “If we could maybe just forget this whole thing—”<br /> “The way I see it, there are only two options here.”<br /> I hold my breath.<br /> “One, I fire you.”<br /> There it is. I knew it. I’m done for. I’m going to need to call the welfare office and see what—<br /> “Or two… I give you exactly what you want.”<br /> I almost choke on my own saliva. What little is left in my gaping mouth. “W-what?”<br /> Silently, Ruslan offers me the blue folder lying in front of him. I pick it up with shaky hands and open the cover. It takes me a few long moments to figure out what on earth I’m looking at.<br /> A… contract?<br /> I read through the first page, feeling a strange sensation bubble up in my chest.Then, since I’m clearly misunderstanding something, I read through the first page again. And again. And again.<br /> Only then do I look up. “Is this a joke?”<br /> He doesn’t blink. “I never joke.”<br /> “It’s just that, it seems like, from what I read, um—”<br /> “I will offer you money and security in exchange for live encores of the little performance you sent me last night. In addition to meeting my other needs.”<br /> “And by ‘needs,’ you mean…intercourse?”<br /> He tilts his chin down and regards me solemnly. “How explicit would you like me to be, Ms. Carson?”<br /> What.<br /> “So this—” I raise the blue folder in my hand. “—is a sugar daddy contract?”<br /> His brow furrows. “I’d prefer to call it a ‘Friend With Benefits’ contract.”<br /> “But we’re not friends.”<br /> He smirks. “Fair enough. No, we’re not.”<br /> There’s a throbbing in my head that reminds me of the first time I got drunk. Sienna and I had snuck into Dad’s study the eve of my sixteenth birthday and stolen a 1984 Chateau Latour. We passed it back and forth, taking turns sipping from the bottle like it was cheap bagged drink until the whole thing was gone.<br /> For a moment, I think about what Sienna would say if she were here. Would she be outraged or intrigued? Would she slap the smug prick and storm out?<br /> Or would she grin and say, Double the price and I’m in.<br /> What would you do, Si?<br /> And then it hits me, a bolt of lightning straight to the chest, almost like she’s speaking to me herself. I miss her so much, it hurts. But she left little bits of herself behind, in all three of her children. The same kids I’m working off to protect.<br /> That right there is the answer.<br /> Sienna would have done whatever was best for her children.<br /> So I don’t slap him. I don’t storm out. 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1,367,167	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1366472}'	Yes	2024-04-22 23:24	active	582	1848830445637922	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	"You won't need to bear with me for much longer."<br /> She picked the envelope up from the trash can and continued, "I've drawn up a divorce agreement. Let's go get the divorce settled before City Hall closes for the day."<br /> "I called and messaged you, but you never answered or replied. That's why I came to the company." Sage handed the envelope to him.<br /> Ian didn't accept it. He sneered. "Is this all that you've come up with after laying low for a few days? Is this some new trick?"<br /> Sage's smile remained in place. "You won't believe me no matter what I say, anyway. The best way to prove my innocence is for us to go to City Hall right now."<br /> Ian's brows furrowed even tighter when he saw her faint smile and emotionless gaze. He'd never seen her like this before.<br /> —<br /> "Since you're in such a hurry to die, why don't you just stab yourself and end it? Why go to the trouble of jumping off a building and causing a scene?" A man's voice rang out. It was filled with contempt.<br /> "I wanted to stab—" Suddenly, Sage Joyner found that something was wrong with what Ian Holcomb had said. When had she jumped off a building?<br /> "You're finally awake, Mrs. Holcomb." The housekeeper, Wanda May, came over with a glass of water and some pills. "Does your head hurt? The doctor said you have minor symptoms of a concussion and prescribed some medication for you. Do you want to take it now?"<br /> Sage didn't answer. She found that she was lying on a bed in a spacious bedroom. From the furnishings, it seemed to be the master bedroom at the Holcomb residence.<br /> She hadn't seen the inside of this place since being sent to a mental institution two years ago. Could Ian have suddenly brought her home?<br /> No, something was wrong.<br /> Sage was certain she'd stabbed herself in the heart. Even if she'd made it out alive, there was no way she hadn't undergone surgery.<br /> She looked down at herself. There weren't any injuries on her chest! Instead, her head and wrist had been wrapped in gauze.<br /> Ian frowned at her, taking in her expression as it morphed from suffering to shock. His patience ran out. "Find yourself a taller place next time if you still wanna jump off buildings. Throwing yourself off the second floor isn't gonna kill you!"<br /> With that, he strode out of the room.<br /> Sage couldn't be bothered about him. She continued to check the rest of her body. After spending two years at the mental institution, she'd become gaunt and haggard. But now, her skin was flawless, smooth, and supple.<br /> Her arms and body were also free from the wounds and bruises the carers and patients at the mental institution had inflicted on her.<br /> "Mrs. Holcomb, Mr. Holcomb was only saying that because he was angry." Wanda thought she was saddened by Ian's words and tried to console her. "Couples don't bear grudges against each other. As long as you talk to him properly, Mr. Holcomb—"<br /> "What day is it today, Wanda?" Sage interrupted urgently. She was still reeling from what had happened.<br /> Wanda gave her a confused look. "It's Ms. Shekdotter's birthday. You heard about Mr. Holcomb celebrating her birthday for her, so you called him to come home ..."<br /> Sage didn't have time to explain despite knowing Wanda had misunderstood her. She quickly glanced around and grabbed her phone from the bedside table. The date was three years ago!<br /> Suddenly, she recalled something. She shot out of bed and ran to the conservatory. As expected, it was a mess. There'd been all sorts of expensive flowers inside, but now, all that was left of them were bald stems.<br /> Three years ago, Sage had been enraged upon hearing that Ian wanted to celebrate Ivy Shekdotter's birthday with her. And when she'd heard about him buying flowers for Ivy, she'd trashed the conservatory in a fit of rage.<br /> The shards of ceramic had cut her on the wrist. She'd ignored the pain and jumped from the second-floor balcony. Though the bushes beneath had cushioned her fall and prevented her from breaking any limbs, she'd still knocked her head against the bricks around the bushes and had fainted on the spot.<br /> So ... she'd gone back three years in time?<br /> "Why are you in the conservatory again, Mrs. Holcomb? There are ceramic shards everywhere; please, don't do anything rash again!"<br /> Wanda was afraid of Sage kicking up a fuss again and followed her, wanting to talk some sense into her. "Mr. Holcomb cares about you. That's why he returned after hearing that you were injured ... Mr. Holcomb!"<br /> Sage looked up when Wanda's tone turned nervous. Ian wasn't the only one walking toward them. Ivy, dressed demurely, was with him. They stood shoulder to shoulder before her, looking like a match made in heaven.<br /> Sage could still remember how Ivy had also followed Ian home in her previous life. She'd given her the same explanation. But at the time, they'd been in the bedroom.<br /> Sage had listened to Ivy's explanation but had been enraged to see them looking so perfect standing side by side. In a fit of rage, she'd screamed at Ivy to get lost and had grabbed a vase from the bedside table and flung it at Ivy.<br /> The vase had hit Ivy in the head, making her bleed and faint. Ian had been furious. He'd immediately lifted Ivy into his arms and taken her to the hospital. Then, he'd stayed there to take care of her for a few days.<br /> From that day onward, they grew closer to each other ...<br /> The words that had enraged Sage in her previous life no longer affected her in this life. She even smiled nonchalantly. "Thanks for explaining everything to me, Ms. Shekdotter. I'm not mad. Your father wanted to have a meal with Ian, right? You guys should get going. Don't keep him waiting!"<br /> Ivy was taken aback, obviously not expecting Sage to react like that.<br /> Even Ian frowned. What was she playing at now? She wasn't kicking up a fuss despite him reprimanding her. She was even telling him and Ivy to go have a meal together. Just two hours earlier, she'd jumped off the balcony because she'd failed to force him to return home.<br /> Did she think she could win his heart by pretending to back down?<br /> Now that Ian understood what Sage was up to, he sneered. Then, he turned to Ivy and said, "Since she's given the green light, let's go."<br /> With that, he turned and left without another look back. Ivy hesitated, told Sage to rest well, and ran after Ian.<br /> Wanda was worried when she saw this. "Mrs. Holcomb, you can't let Mr. Holcomb leave with Ms. Shekdotter no matter how mad you are ..."<br /> "I'm not," Sage said calmly. Now that she was sure she'd traveled three years back in time, she wouldn't make the same mistakes anymore. She wouldn't remain madly in love with Ian, nor would she wait for him to respond to her.<br /> He could do whatever he wanted and be with whoever he wanted. It no longer had anything to do with her. From now on, she only wanted to live for herself and her family!<br /> "I'm starving, Wanda. Could you make me something good to eat?" Sage said.<br /> Throughout her time in the mental institution, she'd only been given a watery bowl of oats daily alongside her medication. It had resulted in her getting stomach cancer. Now, she wanted a delicious meal to compensate herself for everything she'd gone through.<br /> Wanda was surprised. "... Of course. I'll get on it right now."<br /> "I'll go with you!" Sage followed Wanda to the kitchen.<br /> Neither of them noticed Ian standing not too far away. He'd turned back and was watching them with a deep frown. He thought he'd catch Sage throwing a crazed fit upon suddenly turning back. He'd even thought about how he was going to teach her a lesson.<br /> Yet when he returned, he found that Sage wasn't throwing a tantrum at all. She'd even asked Wanda to cook her something!<br /> Why was she suddenly acting so out of character? This had to be a new scheme of hers!<br /> The thought irritated Ian to no end. He turned and left again.<br /> Sage spent the next three days recuperating at home. The wounds she'd gotten from jumping off the balcony had pretty much healed completely, and she had a steady mental state.<br /> Ian hadn't shown up since leaving with Ivy three days ago. Surprisingly enough, he'd still stay away from home in this life despite Ivy not getting hurt.<br /> Not that Sage cared. She'd already decided to cut Ian out of her life and put an end to this awful marriage. Once everything was taken care of, they would take their respective paths and live their respective lives.<br /> Sage dug out Ian's phone number and called him. It rang for ages, but no one answered. Then, it hit her. She'd almost forgotten about how Ian almost never answered her calls because he didn't want her to bother him.<br /> And so, she texted him. "Are you free now? Bring your identification and the necessary documents so we can head to City Hall and get divorced."<br /> Ian didn't reply to her message. Sage thought he hadn't read it, so she sent it again. Just like before, it went unanswered.<br /> She thought about it and decided to seek him out at Holcomb Corporation. The receptionist recognized her.<br /> After all, after marrying Ian, Sage had made a point of announcing their marriage at the company to ward off any women who were interested in him.<br /> Now, when the receptionist saw Sage, she couldn't help smiling with a hint of mockery. "Sorry, but you'll have to make an appointment if you want to see Mr. Holcomb."<br /> Everyone knew Ian couldn't care less about her and even despised her. Sage didn't let the receptionist's attitude bother her. Instead, she pulled out an envelope. "Please pass this to Ian, then."<br /> With that, she turned to leave. She'd only taken a few steps when she heard the receptionist say mockingly, "I bet it's yet another disgusting love letter. God, she doesn't even know how embarrassing she is!"<br /> Then, she threw the envelope into the trash can.<br /> Sage glared at the receptionist. "Regardless of whether Ian looks at the things I bring, you still don't have the right to throw them away. Now, pick the envelope up!"<br /> The receptionist curled her lip, saying scornfully, "Fine. What's the point of pretending to be the president's wife when you're just clinging to him like the sorry woman you are?"<br /> "You—"<br /> "What's going on here?"<br /> Sage was about to make the receptionist apologize when a man's stern voice rang out. She turned to see it was Ian's assistant, Terry Zane. And beside him was Ian, who wore a black tailor-made suit.<br /> He was handsome, and his complexion was flawless. Even with an icy expression, he was charismatic. In the past, Sage's heart would always race, and she would blush when she saw him. She would speak to him shyly and tenderly. Now, she didn't even want to say a word to him.<br /> "Mrs. Holcomb," Terry greeted her politely.<br /> Sage didn't respond to him gleefully as she'd done in the past. From beginning to end, Ian had never acknowledged her as his wife. The fact that Terry had addressed her as "Mrs. Holcomb" was only him being polite.<br /> "What's happened here?" Terry didn't know what Sage was thinking. He repeated his question.<br /> The receptionist glanced at Ian and said in grievance, "Mr. Holcomb instructed us not to accept anything that Mrs. Holcomb brought, but she kept forcing me to deliver an envelope to him. I didn't dare to go against her, so ..."<br /> At that, Ian scowled. He turned to Sage and snarled, "Who gave you the right to boss people around like this?"<br /> Sage said truthfully, "I did nothing of the sort, and I didn't force her to do anything. She threw my things away, so I—"<br /> "That's enough!" Ian interrupted her impatiently. "You're the one in the wrong, yet you keep trying to shift the blame. You're beyond rescue, Sage!"<br /> He hadn't even bothered to find out the whole truth before deciding that she was in the wrong. It was no wonder the receptionist had the nerve to frame her. She supposed that in Ian's eyes, she had and always would be a horrendous person.<br /> Sage couldn't be bothered to explain any further. She smiled faintly. "You won't need to bear with me for much longer."<br /> She picked the envelope up from the trash can and continued, "I've drawn up a divorce agreement. Let's go get the divorce settled before City Hall closes for the day."<br /> When Terry heard this, he surreptitiously waved the receptionist away and backed away from them.<br /> "I called and messaged you, but you never answered or replied. That's why I came to the company." Sage handed the envelope to him.<br /> Ian didn't accept it. He sneered. "Is this all that you've come up with after laying low for a few days? Is this some new trick?"<br /> Sage's smile remained in place. "You won't believe me no matter what I say, anyway. The best way to prove my innocence is for us to go to City Hall right now."<br /> Ian's brows furrowed even tighter when he saw her faint smile and emotionless gaze. He'd never seen her like this before.<br /> Sage had shamelessly chased after him for years. She'd pulled all sorts of tricks to marry him. Now, she was demanding a divorce? It was the biggest joke of the century! He bet this was yet another way to attract his attention.<br /> "Since you're in such a rush to head to City Hall, you must have something else lying in wait there for me," Ian said coldly. "Don't you have anything to do other than clinging to me and harassing me?"<br /> To Ian, all of Sage's love and care was nothing more than harassment and trouble. Once again, Sage was glad that she'd woken up from her dream. She pulled the divorce agreement out of the envelope. "Look, you can sign the divorce papers now. At least that'll prove that I'm not harassing you."<br /> Ian's patience ran out as he looked at the divorce agreement. Since Sage wanted to throw a tantrum by demanding a divorce, he would make her wish come true!<br /> "Get me a pen!" Ian barked.<br /> "Mr. Holcomb, Mr. Jones and the others are still waiting for you to sign the contract. It's almost time." Just then, Terry walked over to remind Ian in a low voice.<br /> This was regarding an important business deal Holcomb Corporation had been negotiating for a while. Sage's sudden appearance was causing them to almost be late.<br /> Ian immediately forgot about Sage. He and Terry hurried out of the building.<br /> "Ian!" Sage ran after him.<br /> "Drag her away!" On Ian's orders, a few security guards surrounded Sage.<br /> She knew he was a workaholic; it seemed like there wouldn't be time for them to get the divorce over with today. Sage had no choice but to shout, "I'll see you at City Hall at 9:00 am tomorrow!"<br /> Ian got into the waiting car with a poker face, then sped off without a word.<br /> Did this mean he would bethere or not? Sage bet he would. He couldn't wait to be free of her, after all. She relaxed.<br /> When Sage returned to the villa, she logged in to her email account, which she'd abandoned for some time. There were a few job offers from some investment firms. Instead of deleting them like she normally did, she opened them one by one and read them.<br /> All of the offers had already expired. Some of them were from renowned investment firms that many elites in the finance industry would die to get into. She couldn't believe she'd missed out on these opportunities for the sake of a scumbag like Ian!<br /> The mere thought of it made her realize how much she'd lost. In this life, she had to plan her life properly. She couldn't ruin it by losing her mind over a man anymore.<br /> After emailing her résumé out to a few companies, Sage thought about her and Ian's impending divorce. This time tomorrow, they'd be done. She couldn't help feeling relaxed.<br /> She turned the computer off and started packing her stuff. That way, once she had the divorce certificate, she could leave immediately.<br /> Sage was energetically packing her things when Wanda walked into the room. "Why are you packing your things, Mrs. Holcomb? Are you going on a trip somewhere?"<br /> Wanda was a temporary housekeeper that Ian had hired. To prevent the household staff from spying on them and passing messages to Linda, he'd refused to have household staff from Holcomb Manor work for them.<br /> In her previous life, Sage had been bad-tempered and had constantly caused trouble. Wanda had still treated her relatively well, though. It was just that her best friend had told her Ivy had bought Wanda over. She'd believed it and had made life hard for Wanda on several occasions.<br /> "I'm moving out tomorrow, Wanda," Sage said. She added apologetically, "You've had to bear with my temper while caring for me. I hope you won't take it to heart."<br /> Wanda was surprised. Sage had always been filled with resentment and was quick to fly into a rage. Why was she apologizing so calmly all of a sudden? She couldn't help feeling like Sage had changed a lot since waking up from her jumping stunt.<br /> "You're being too kind, Mrs. Holcomb. I haven't taken anything to heart. But why are you suddenly moving out?" she asked.<br /> Sage said truthfully, "Ian and I are getting divorced. We're gonna get it settled tomorrow morning."<br /> Wanda was stunned. She'd spent less than a year caring for Sage, but she knew very well how Sage felt about Ian. Every day, Sage would rack her brains, thinking of ways to please Ian.<br /> Since Ian liked paintings, Sage had filled the house with famous paintings. And since Ian liked to read, Sage had placed books everywhere in the house, even in the garden. Everything she ate, wore, and used was tailored to suit Ian's tastes. Yet now, Sage was telling her they were getting divorced?<br /> "You love Mr. Holcomb deeply, don't you, Mrs. Holcomb? Why are you suddenly getting a divorce?" Wanda couldn't understand it.<br /> Sage chuckled lowly. "I don't have the energy to love him anymore. That's why I've chosen to let us both off the hook."<br /> Wanda was still baffled by the whole thing. She was about to try to persuade Sage to change her mind when she saw Ian standing in the corridor outside. "Mr. Holcomb, you're back. Have you eaten? I'll whip you up something right now."<br /> Ian said mildly, "No, it's fine. I only came back to collect some documents."<br /> With that, he turned to head to the study. Sage called out to him. "Wait a minute."<br /> Wanda hurriedly said, "Mr. Holcomb, Mrs. Holcomb, I should get to work. I'll leave you two to it."<br /> Once she was gone, Ian looked at Sage coldly and said, "I'm busy, so you'd better have something serious to talk about."<br /> "Don't worry, I'm not exactly free either. I don't have the time to talk about rubbish with you." Sage dug out the divorce agreement from under a pile of things on the table.<br /> She walked over to Ian with it. "I'm gonna have to take up a minute of your time—sign this. This way, we can get the divorce certificate first thing tomorrow morning."<br /> Ian glanced at her. Earlier, when coming upstairs, he'd overheard Wanda asking Sage why she wanted a divorce. Right from the beginning, he hadn't believed for a second that Sage was serious. But when Sage had answered Wanda, her tone had been relaxed. It hadn't seemed like an act.<br /> Even now, as she held the divorce agreement out, her delicate face wasn’t with makeup, and her clothes were loose and casual. It was completely different from her usual perfectly put-together image.<br /> Had she really come to her senses?<br /> Ian took the divorce agreement doubtfully. Its contents were simple—basically, Sage didn't want anything. She would leave the marriage without a penny to her name. She'd already signed the agreement.<br /> She urged, "Hurry up and sign it if you don't have any objections."<br /> Ian glanced at her again. "Are you really willing to get divorced?"<br /> "Of course. The faster, the better! Do you have a pen? I can get you one!"<br /> Ian didn't nod or shake his head. Instead, he handed the divorce agreement back to her.<br /> "What's this supposed to mean? Is there something wrong?" Sage asked.	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1,366,628	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1367039}'	No	2024-04-22 23:24	active	582	837444011734002	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	"I, Damien Carius, Alpha of The New Dawn Pack, reject you Marissa Gilbert as my mate and Luna."<br /> "I accept your rejection." The last cord of the bond snaps like an elastic band.<br /> The room spins as I feel something warm trickle down my legs. Looking down, I see blood.<br /> "I'm sorry, my baby…" I whisper, holding my lower abdomen.<br /> "Why didn't you tell me?" His hands lift me up as he screams for a doctor. Carrying me away as the world around me turns black.<br /> ————————<br /> Marissa POV.<br /> My fated mate Alpha Damien hates me and only uses me for two things, my blood being one and my body the other.<br /> "Why do you treat me like that? We are mates. We should love each other!"<br /> "I'll never love you or think of you as my mate. But you'll do your duties to me physically, well, not until Jessica returns. You are nothing compared to Jessica!"<br /> The one person who is supposed to love me unconditionally only looks at me with disdain. It feels like he rips my heart out of my chest and then stamps on it. I am not the one he holds in his heart and I never will be. The one who he holds in his heart is his childhood sweetheart, Jessica Morgan. I knew then, like I know now.<br /> My name is Marissa Gilbert. I come from a long line of healers who have precious blood, worth as much as gold dust, though it is not golden. Even with this magical blood that has the capabilities to heal any condition and injury, one would think I would be treated as a queen, sadly that is not the case. I'm looked down upon in the pack all because of what and who my parents are. They were traitors as they went rogue, leaving me to my grandfather without a word. No one is permitted to mention their names within the New Dawn Pack because they are traitors. As for what they did to be labelled as such, the story changes with who you ask.<br /> Growing up, I've been subjected to all kinds of humiliations. While the most favoured girl in the pack, Jessica, always had her brother Beta Jake and Alpha Damien tightly wrapped around her little finger. She was to be Damien's chosen mate and Luna, but that all changed the night before their official engagement announcement.<br /> The night I became of age and we discovered I am Alpha Damien's fated mate. A fated bond is stronger than a chosen one for werewolves. Jessica was enraged and fled the pack after they had an argument. As mate bond is irresistible for werewolves, Damien married me in secret with the promise that if I helped his pack members with my blood, he would mark me and make me his Luna. However, he has never fulfilled his promise. I know he's been waiting for Jessica.<br /> If I was a vindictive person, I would want them to all go off! But I don't have it in me. Shaking my head at how my life has turned out, I stand on shaking legs as I head back to the emergency department. I am exhausted. They have used my blood more frequently over the past week because of a building collapsing. No one cares if it kills me as long as I heal their loved ones. It is enough to make me bitter, but I always try not to be.<br /> Walking past members of the pack and colleagues, they all look at me with hatred and whisper behind my back, which is pointless. We are wolves and our hearing is exceptional. They may as well say it to my face.<br /> "Pull yourself together Marissa." I tell myself I won't let them see that their words and actions get to me. It won't do any good.<br /> Increasing my pace, my stomach rolls, I jog towards the bathroom. I vomit what little I had for lunch. Flushing the toilet and opening the cubicle door as I stagger towards the sink to rinse my mouth and wash my face. I have been vomiting frequently. What is wrong with me?<br /> It dawns on me that I haven't had my cycle. My eyes widen at the realisation, tears streaming down my face. No this, this isn't happening, it can't happen. He always made sure I took the morning-after pill because he doesn't want me to be the mother of his heir.<br /> There is only one way to be certain. After I have composed myself, I head to Dr Brendan's office. Dr Brendan was a close friend of my grandfather's and dare I say he is my friend as well.<br /> I explained what was happening and blood tests were taken and sent to the laboratory for urgent testing. Other tests were performed as we waited for the results. Maybe it is just because my blood hasn't replenished or the fact I am exhausted. After a short while, a ding sounds and the printer starts up.<br /> Dr Brendan looks at the screen, then to me and back to the screen. I shift uncomfortably in the chilling metallic seat. It must be terrible for him to be looking like he has seen a ghost.<br /> "Marissa, I will not ask how this has happened. I know the mechanics of the body." I furrow my eyebrows. What does he mean? He hands me the report as I read he continues.<br /> "You're pregnant. But your energy level is life-threateningly low, which is risky for both you and your baby." I am stunned to speak. But I still can't help myself weeping when staring at the foetus' picture, wondering if the arrival of this new life would make him have a soft place for me?<br /> "Please, Dr Brendan. What should I do?" my head snaps up as tears leave my eyes.<br /> "You will have to be admitted and placed under observation. But we need the confirmation of the baby's father too." he asks, sighing as he adjusts his glasses.<br /> I lift my teary gaze to him and shake my head. To be pregnant is already a death sentence to me. Revealing our relationship is nothing short of killing the last hope of keeping the baby. I fold the report and put it in my bag.<br /> "I'm sorry. I can't divulge that information. Please keep this between us until I decide what to do." I stand up and walk out of the office and, in turn, leave the hospital.<br /> Walking towards my car, the weather matches my mood. The wind has a chill to it as it whips around my legs like a serpent wrapping me up in its icy clutches. The drizzle becomes heavy; it matches my tears. Unlocking my car, I climb in, slamming the door. I sob as I place my head on the steering wheel.<br /> "I'm sorry baby. I won't subject us to whatever that's gonna take you away. Momma's got you." I wipe my face and head back to the pack house.<br /> After some time, I pull up, and exit the car. I hurry towards the familiar pack house as it rains more heavily.<br /> Walking inside, I remove my coat and bag before I make my way to the kitchen to make myself some food. I used to put too much attention on Damien's diet while neglecting myself. But now my baby is the priority and I must take good care of us. I approach the fridge and instinctively remove ingredients, only realising the dish I've made after it's prepared. Spaghetti Bolognaise. I scoff. This is Damien's favourite dish.<br /> As I am washing the dishes and placing them in the dishwasher, a spooky figure comes out of nowhere. It's Lydia, one of the Omega maids in the Pack House, who hates me just like everyone else in this wretched place.<br /> "You're pathetic and pregnant! I have seen the shadow of a man entering your room. You are nothing but a bimbo!" She chuckles with my report in her hand.<br /> "Did you snoop through my bag? !" I raise an eyebrow at her and clench my fists to my sides. She seems to have it out for me, and won't spare any chance to create trouble in my direction. This moment is definitely one she'll seize.<br /> Any other day, I would ignore her and never retaliate, but not anymore. I will not be a pushover anymore, not when I need to protect my pup.<br /> "I would suggest you keep your mouth shut. We wouldn't want you to lose your tongue now, would we?" I growl out as I shoulder barges past her out of the kitchen. Little does she know the man she has seen is her Alpha and my mate, but it's none of my business.<br /> "I can't wait to tell the Alpha. You will be thrown out of here like the garbage you are!" She lashes out behind me.<br /> I smirk. Snitches get stitches, but who cares. I head to my room to wait for Damien. I am still debating if I should tell Damien. If I do, he would potentially kill me; but I don't, what if he might at least show mercy to his own pup?<br /> However, Damien doesn't come back as usual. I tell myself that being an Alpha has various duties to perform. If he had marked me like he promised I would be able to mind link him, but here we are. I never know where he is or whom he is with. I suppose it's a comfort that he hasn't marked me. No doubt I would have felt his betrayal.<br /> As the night grows late, I pick up my phone and dial the familiar number. I can't wait any more, I must know his decision on this baby.<br /> The phone rings for a good amount of time before the weird running and heavy breathing breaks forth from the other end of the phone.<br /> "Hello Alpha, will you come back today? " I bite my lower lip in silence.<br /> "Damien, my love, save me." my eyes go wide and my ego crashes. I hear the voice that has plagued my dreams and caused me this amount of pain. It's Jessica, she has returned.<br /> "Jessica, I'm here. I will save you. Hold on baby, please. I love you." I don't say anything and I know it's wrong to eavesdrop, but I need to know. I can hear the metal sound under the force. I clench my other fist, my nails digging into the flesh on my palm as I feel my blood trickle.<br /> "Marissa, are you there? Are you okay?" I scoff at his fake concern.<br /> "Oh, yes. When will you be home?" I pretend to be as nonchalant as possible. I know what he is going to say.<br /> "I need you to get to the hospital, there is an emergency. A pack member needs your help. She was wounded." I laugh inwardly at him, also at myself. He is audacious to ask this of me. Me the one who has lived up to our deal yet he hasn't. He must think I'm a fool. Well the joke is on him. I need to leave, for my baby. I will not risk the life of my pup to save that god awful woman.<br /> Disappointed, I hang up the phone and start ripping my belongings into my suitcase. How stupid have I been? To think that she would never return. I need to leave; I need to get away, and fast.<br /> Closing the zip on my luggage, my door bursts open and a dishevelled-looking Damien stands there, panting, his hands covered in blood. His gaze locked on me and mine on him. His eyes shift to the luggage.<br /> "Going somewhere?"<br /> "I said, where are you going?" He snarls at me as he stalks closer. My heart is pounding against my ribcage. I will not be subjected to this any longer. I know why he is here and I will have no part in it.<br /> "I don't see what concern it is of yours, where I am going. After all, I'm nothing to you now that your precious Jessica is back." I spit my venom at him. It's stupid of me to show my defiance to him, but right now I need to leave. To leave this wretched place for the good of my unborn pup. A pup that he will never know about.<br /> "Yes, she is back, but you are a healer, Marissa. It is your duty to heal those in need and right now, you will fulfil your duty. Or did you forget our agreement?" He frowns, circling me like prey as I clench my fists firmly to my side. The nerve of him to mention the agreement.<br /> "Ha, so you remember the agreement then? Well, I'm sorry to tell you Damien. You never stuck to your end of the agreement, so I have no obligation to stick to mine. You will have your wish. I'm leaving. Give my regards to your beloved." I scoff as I walk towards the door when I'm aggressively ripped back by my arm. I stagger backwards at the force when he snarls in my face, his wolf on the surface.<br /> "You have two options. You either go to the hospital willingly or I drag you by your hair kicking and screaming. It's your call." My lip quivers because I know he will drag me if I don't submit.<br /> I smirk up at him. I will not go without a fight. He has hurt me for the last time. This game of tug and war with him is not worth it. He will always win in the end. He is the Alpha and, regrettably, my mate. A mate I loathe, a mate I want to be rid of.<br /> "The hard way it is then, Don't blame me for showing you no mercy, Marissa." I can't believe such cold words are uttered by his 37 celsius degree mouth. He drags me by my arm, out of my bedroom and down the stairs.<br /> "Let go of me." My emotions are getting the better of me as my head feels dizzy from the anger and pain in my chest. A bitter reminder that I'm only a walking blood bank for him. It will never be me he holds in his heart.<br /> Passing Lydia on the stairs, she smirks at me. How I wish I could tear her apart. Lydia stands there like she is the lady of this house. Her arms folded across her chest. Her chin high, she is arrogant and one day I would love nothing more than to knock her off her perch.<br /> "Alpha, there is something I need to tell you…" Damien stops in his tracks, his grip on me bruising my delicate flash, the flesh pinches under his grip as he faces her.<br /> "Can it wait?" he interrupts her and I pin an icy glare on her.<br /> "I'm afraid not Alpha. Miss Gilbert has broken the law, sir." She says out loud in smug self-satisfaction.<br /> "What law?" He snaps as I struggle to free myself from his iron grip.<br /> "The law that she isn't to mate or bear a pup. I have seen the shadow of a man enter her room, Alpha. She deserves to be punished." I roll my eyes at her as I mockingly scoff, oh Lydia, how stupid can you be?<br /> He snarls and turns dark eyes to me. I don't look away, praying he will believe her and loosen his grip; once he does, I'm gone. But I have no such luck.<br /> "Is this true?" He frowns at me. A ghost of a smirk curls on my lips. Of course, he knows it's true because the man in question is him. He looks at me with emotion in his eyes. Is it betrayal? Sadness? Heartache? Whatever it is. It's quite amusing to see.<br /> "What do you think?" I spit back, not looking from his eyes when it dawns on him. His gaze darkens at my words, he hasn't realised that it is him she has seen. I will not correct this. I can't without Lydia knowing who I am.<br /> "You are so shameless to admit it to our Alpha. You're nothing but a bimbo. Death is the punishment you deserve." Lydia added.<br /> I smile at her, baring my teeth, my gaze cold as he raises his hand and slaps me across my face. My head snaps to the side and I taste blood on my tongue. He actually believed her, her a cunning bimbo. How stupid is he? He would never believe me anyway.<br /> "How dare you betray me? I'll get even with you when we come back from the hospital." Damien whispers to my ears, in a voice that only I can hear.<br /> Dizziness takes hold as I stagger. If he wasn't holding me up, I would have fallen. He drags me to the front door and takes my coat and bag before dragging me out into the cold, wet night. The rain is torrential; each drop burns my skin with its icy coldness, a sense of dread washes over me. I am reminded that I will not be able to leave. Not unless I'm dead.<br /> Damien fiercely rips the car door open and shoves me inside. I slide over to the far side of the back seat and pull my legs up to my chest.<br /> "Are you ok Luna?" Beta Jake sheds his crocodile tears. I don't look at him. He is the only one who knows of our fake marriage and doesn't care at all. Like his Alpha he only cares about her, his sister Jessica.<br /> I keep my eyes glued to the window. When Damien enters the car and instructs him to drive. My warm breath forms on the interior of the car window. Condensation forms in contrast to the cold storm outside. The storm outside matches the storm within me. I know I could lose my pup if I go through with this. I can't let that happen. I see myself in the reflection of the window. I'm soaked by the rain and my seaweed-like long hair is plastered to my body. I look grey, sickly even. This is done to me by him. My mate.<br /> "Luna? Are you ok?" again I ignore his words when I feel the burning gaze at the back of my head. His cold eyes burning deep, marrying my flesh with his glare.<br /> "What's wrong with you Marissa?" He snarls out as I don't turn to him. I solely watch the street lights whizz past the car as the sound of the rain streams down the window.<br /> "I'm exhausted. I need to rest." Is all I say in acknowledgement. My fate is now sealed. I should have run sooner. I should have left years ago. I was stupid to think he would ever love me. He only holds Jessica in his heart and no-one else.<br /> "Get some rest. We will be there soon and Marissa, you will do this or I will bleed you myself." Alpha Damien shows his care in a way as if he didn't show at all.<br /> I don't respond. I just wipe the tear that has escaped my eyes. Closing my eyes, I try to build up as much of my strength as possible, but I know it's futile. I will no doubt lose my life tonight. I replay what my grandfather said to me. He always said that being a healer is an honour, even though I would not be allowed to create life. I will always be allowed to save lives. You need to hold your composure and not be too emotional. If you are too emotional your healing ability will waiver.<br /> But who will help me when I need it? The answer is simple. Nobody, I'm all alone. Well there was one, his name is Robert. Robert was laying nearly dead when I discovered him by the pack border. He had lost so much blood that the ground was saturated in it. Grandfather had been teaching me in secret the magical effects of our blood. So I couldn't let an innocent child die when I knew my blood could save him. I watched with fascination as his wounds healed, leaving no trace of injury. He woke up, and told me with a straight face that he would repay me. I gave him an uneasy titter, that was the first time people had expressed gratitude to me. Since then, Robert became my only childhood friend. He would stand up for me and protect me when the triplet bullied me.<br /> "I'm sorry, baby." Inwardly I apologise to my pup. I'm a failure. A failure like everyone says I am. Some mother I am, I can't even protect my pup.<br /> Pulling up to the hospital. I'm snapped out of my daze as the door is ripped open and Damien grabs me out. He drags me towards the emergency department. I stumble but manage to pull myself up. The automatic doors open and the scent of disinfectant hits my nose. My stomach rolls and I fight the urge to vomit as I'm dragged through the department to the emergency room. The halls are eerily quiet; the only sound is my heels against the cold tile.<br /> Dr Brendan comes out as he looks at me and to Damien. Dr Brendan is a general surgeon, he is tasked with many different roles within the hospital. He has experience in many different subjects. I dare say my grandfather was the best in our world and Dr Brendan was next after him.<br /> "Alpha, unfortunately, Miss Morgan has a rare blood group. We don't have that blood here and by the time we get it sent from another pack, I'm afraid it would be too late." Dr Brendan looks at me with sadness, knowing I am going to be sacrificed to save her.<br /> "Use Marissa. You know her blood can heal anything right. Use her blood to save Jessica." He pushes me towards Dr Brendan. I stumble as Jake catches my arm to steady me. I nod my thanks to him and see he holds my coat and bag. The bag that holds my blood results, the blood results that confirm my pregnancy.<br /> "Alpha, I cannot use Marissa. She is in no condition." My eyes widen at him and I say a silent plea for him not to tell him.<br /> "You will do as I ask. She is a healer. It is her job to heal. Marissa is only tired. She can rest after this." I close my eyes, praying to the Goddess to save me just this once.	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1,367,085	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1378123}'	Yes	2024-04-22 23:24	active	582	1474112386820624	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	“HOW DARE YOU, YOU FUCKING BASTARD?” Brooke shouted, knowing people in the wedding hall could very well hear her.<br /> “Brooke…” Greg scrambled to get away from Ariana, pulling his pants back up.<br /> “I trusted you. HOW COULD YOU?”<br /> “Brooke...hush. Not so loud. My folks are sitting out there. Not to mention the entire town. I’ve got a reputation to maintain.” <br /> “Your reputation? YOUR REPUTATION? You asshole, you cheated on me and you’re giving me lessons on reputation?”<br /> This time Ariana interrupted, “Brooke, come on. It was just a fun goodbye. One last time before you get married, you know.”<br /> “ONE LAST TIME? How many times was it, huh? Tell me how long this has been going on!”<br /> “Umm...let me think…” Ariana answered smugly. <br /> Brooke moved so fast, she herself didn’t know when she charged at Ariana, punching her in the face. <br /> “Shut the hell up. You...you are the culprit.” <br /> ————————<br /> <br /> Brooke stood in front of the mirror as she looked at herself in her wedding gown. It was a silk gown, with an open boatneck and short sleeves. The gown was embroidered with small beautiful flowers studded with stones. Complementing the gown, she wore her mother’s diamond necklace with long earrings. Her tiara was a traditional one, gifted to her by her mother-in-law. Brooke admired herself in the mirror for a while. She couldn't believe that she was about to get married to the man of her dreams. Greg Wilson, the owner of Baxter Auto Pvt. Ltd., the biggest factory in her town.<br /> “You look great, sister mine,” Meredith Johnson ,her sister, gushed from behind her. “Greg is the luckiest man alive to have landed you as his partner.”<br /> “Shut it, Maddy,” Brooke muttered, fixing her hair once again.<br /> “Oh please, you know Greg worships the very land you walk on. He’s a goner.”<br /> “Ugh...you’re exaggerating. Besides, we haven’t even…” Brooke blushed as she thought about it.<br /> “Oh sweet lord, please tell me you’ve had sx,” Meredith exclaimed, and Brooke blushed a deep shade of red. She never knew what to say to her sister’s very outward observations. Maddy never knew when to shut up.<br /> “Of course I’ve had sx…” Brooke glared at her sister, offended at the accusation, even though she had never gone for full-on penetrative sx, yet. Well, don’t blame her, she was waiting for her one and only; her special someone. And apparently, that one and only was Greg Wilson. Tonight, the dry spell was going to end.<br /> “But…” Meredith prompted, waving her hand in a gesture so as to encourage Brooke to continue.<br /> “I’ve never … you know,” Brooke replied, making an awkward gesture by hand to imply she was still untouched in many ways.<br /> “Holy !” Meredith exclaimed.<br /> “Hey, I was waiting for…”<br /> “Your True Mate.” Meredith completed his sentence, still pretty much stunned by her sister’s revelation. She knew her sister was a hopeless romantic and a stubborn bimbo, but she didn’t know she held the idea of “Mates for life” so seriously. It was kind of cute though. “Man...I have to commend Greg’s patience.”<br /> “Maddy..” Brooke gritted out, questioning her sanity as to why she was having this conversation with her sister.<br /> “Three years, Brooke. For three years you’ve held back and the man never complained. To top it off, he asked you to marry him. Wow. “<br /> “Hey, it’s not like I’ve never done anything. We have been...intimate.”<br /> “Intimate...wow, you really sound like a fourteen-year-old teenage girl. “<br /> “Ugh...why do you always harass me? Why can’t it be Neil helping me?” Brooke whined.<br /> “Oh, cool it with the whining. Don’t worry. When he gets a serious girlfriend I’ll have the same talk with him, too,” Meredith answered gleefully and headed off towards the hall.<br /> Brooke was pacing the small room, killing time before she had to show up at the altar.<br /> “Hey, Brooke, let's get going,” Neil, her big brother, said, as he dragged Brooke by her arm. He wasn't quite the patient one.<br /> “Wait...I gotta…”<br /> “Brooke, it’s okay to be nervous. Remember, the guy loves you. You love him. He’s not going anywhere.” Neil reminded her.<br /> “I know, but,” Brooke looked thoughtful as she chewed on his lower lip. “I gotta fix my gown..” She dashed from there towards the private restroom that was to the left of the hall. All day she had felt restless like something was missing or something was falling apart. She couldn’t exactly explain what was going on in her mind but she was uneasy. She didn’t know why but there was a twisted feeling in her gut that something was going to go wrong. She couldn't put a finger on it. Just as she was about to open the door, she heard voices from inside. Brooke leaned in and carefully listened.<br /> Someone was grunting and...shouting?<br /> Brooke was confused. Why would someone while they were in restroom? She was about to knock on the door when she heard someone yelling from inside. Afraid that something might have happened, she hastily opened the door and was shocked to her core. One of Greg’s assistants, Ariana Hawkins, was undressed and was kis sing her fiance, while the said fiance was buried deep inside the woman. Greg had Ariana perched atop the counter in between the basin and the wall. Brooke couldn’t believe her eyes. She stood frozen on the spot. She blinked and shook her head trying to deny whatever was happening in front of her. But no matter how much she tried, the scene remained the same. She wasn’t dreaming then, it dawned on her, no matter how much she wanted. Her heart stuttered and her breathing was erratic. This was reality. Her boyfriend of three years, Greg Wilson, to whom she was about to get married, was having sx with his assistant, Ariana Hawkins!<br /> “HOW DARE YOU, YOU ?” Brooke shouted, knowing people in the hall could very well hear her.<br /> Greg and Ariana looked at her like deer caught in the headlights.<br /> “Brooke…” Greg scrambled to get away from Ariana, pulling his pants back up.<br /> “I trusted you. HOW COULD YOU?” Brooke stepped inside, yelling at the top of her voice, unable to take in the betrayal.<br /> “Brooke...hush. Not so loud. My folks are sitting out there. Not to mention the entire town. I’ve got a reputation to maintain.” Greg gritted his teeth as she talked to her in a hushed tone.<br /> Brooke couldn’t believe the nerve of this man. “Your reputation? YOUR REPUTATION? You prick, you cheated on me and you’re giving me lessons on reputation?”<br /> “Brooke…”<br /> “Don’t Brooke me you liar. You’re just another scum who can’t keep his shaft in his pants, instead of parading it all over town.”<br /> This time Ariana interrupted, “Brooke, come on. It was just a fun goodbye. One last time before you get married, you know.” She smirked, not giving a second thought to the fact that she was standing undressed in the restroom with her boss and his soon to be wife.<br /> Brooke’s eyebrows hit her hairline, she couldn’t believe this. Her mouth went dry. “ONE LAST TIME? How many times was it, huh? Tell me how long this has been going on!”<br /> “Umm...let me think…” Ariana answered smugly. She never liked Brooke and she always wondered what Greg found in this woman.<br /> Brooke moved so fast, she herself didn’t know when she charged at Ariana, punching her in the face. “Shut the up. You...you are the culprit.” Ariana was knocked down on the floor, shouting in pain, hands covering her nose. Brooke was about to punch the woman again when Greg held her by her arm.<br /> “That’s enough Brooke,” Greg yelled, trying to keep Brooke from attacking again.<br /> “Don’t you touch me, you piece of .” Brooke pulled her arm back. “You prick, how could you?” She demanded. She had trusted this man with her great. To see him betrayed that trust was like a punch to the gut.<br /> “It’s all your fault, Brooke. A man can only wait for so long. I had enough patience all these years. But…”<br /> “Oh, so you’re saying you went behind my back and cheated on me just because I didn’t put out for you?” Brooke questioned, unable to fathom the faulty logic.<br /> “Brooke…” Greg spoke, quite exasperated, but wasn’t able to complete his sentence as Brooke interrupted him.<br /> “Shut the up. I can’t believe I was going to marry you,” Brooke said, her voice breaking a bit. She couldn’t even look at the man. Just the thought of standing near the man made her nauseous. She was disgusted with him. She walked out of the bathroom and straight into the hall when she heard Greg yelling after her.<br /> “That’s just it, isn’t it? Throw a fit like the bimbo that you are and walk out. That’s exactly your style.” Greg rushed after her.<br /> “How dare you?” Brooke yelled back. She could feel everyone looking at them.<br /> “How dare me? How dare you? How dare you deny me? Me? I’m Greg Wilson and I always get what I want.” Greg shouted and for the first time in their relationship, Brooke saw the arrogance and sense of entitlement oozing out of the man. She questioned herself as to how she never saw this.<br /> “You know what, pretty boy? You are right. You always get what you want. Just like you got to sleep with that secretary of yours because you could no longer keep it in your pants. Which means you got a booty at your beck and call and you once again are going to be the talk of the town. You got what you wanted. And guess what else? The wedding is off. Don’t you dare show me your face ever again, you lying, cheating .” Saying this, Brooke walked out of the hall. There were people around whispering.She could see her family and friends gathering around her. Her brother Neil was angry, she could tell. There was sadness in her mother’s eyes and her sister looked furious. She wanted to run to them and cry her heart out in the safety of their arms. But at the moment, she couldn’t. She felt humiliated in front of everyone. She couldn’t stop here for another second and listen to anyone trying to give her false assurances. She rushed to her car and drove away towards her apartment, trying to keep the tears at bay. She couldn’t believe this was her fate. She had loved the man with everything she had and lost him just because Greg would rather sleep with his bimbo of a secretary than getting married to Brooke.<br /> All Greg had to do was ask him, explain his needs, and Brooke would have given him what he desired. Instead, her fiance, well ex-fiance, thought it appropriate to have sx with someone else. A single tear rolled down her cheek. Until today Brooke was at her happiest. She had her own firm, she earned well and had a great family. She was in love. She had a loving fiance and she was about to get married to the love of her life. She was going to finally settle down, have a great married life, have kids, maybe adopt a dog and live happily ever after. It was everything she ever wanted for herself.<br /> And now she had lost everything. Brooke angrily wiped at her eyes and decided that right now she didn’t want to think about anything. She didn’t want to meet anyone, didn’t want to hear the pity in her friend’s or her family’s voice when they consoled her. Her only plans for the moment were getting hammered, eating junk food, and passing out.<br /> That was exactly what she did once she reached her apartment, in that exact order.<br /> <br /> The next week Brooke got up early and went about her morning routine. She went for a jog, which was a bit awkward as everyone at the park seemed to be giving her looks and talking about her in hushed tones. She gathered it was bound to happen after the whole 'wedding gone wrong' debacle. She didn’t pay too much attention to the gossip-mongering and focused on herself. When she came back home, she headed for a shower. She had eggs, toast, and fruit for breakfast. The first thing she decided to do was call her friends and family. She called Beth and Steve first, starting with an apology for not opening up the door that day and for being rude. They both forgave him quickly, but Beth threatened him that if Brooke ever did that again, she’d barge in by breaking down the door and kicking her hip. They talked for a while and made a plan to meet up at the cafe sometime soon. Next up, she called his family, assuring her mother that everything was okay and that she was getting better. She promised her father he’d see them soon. Brooke truly felt lucky to have such a loving and caring family and friends around him.<br /> Initially, Brooke didn’t want to go out of the house. But she was renewed with hope that maybe things would be better one day and she’d stop hurting. So, she got dressed and headed for her office. Donald, her secretary, was sitting at his desk when she entered. The moment she entered, Donald went into panic mode.<br /> “Ma’am...I...I didn’t know you were coming in today,” Donald said, coming around his desk, clearly taken aback by Brooke’s presence.<br /> “Why? You didn’t think I had retired, did you?” Brooke teased him, trying to ease the tension.<br /> Brooke had hired Donald when she'd met the man at Wilson’s office as he was trying to get a job. Brooke had been there to meet Greg and had seen Donald hurriedly exiting the office where the interviews were being held. Intrigued, she had followed him and found him desperately fighting his tears. She had calmed him down and asked her what the problem was. Turned out, he was a PA at the firm, and then eventually the firm had closed down. Faced with sudden unemployment, his parents had asked her to come back and seek a job here in Twin Peaks. Unfortunately, it had been six months and she had yet to get a job. His father was suffering from heart issues and because they were tight on money, they couldn’t afford the medication. He badly needed a job and he’d had no luck so far. Looking at his portfolio, Brooke was impressed, and her previous secretary, Stacy had just gotten married and left the job. Brooke took the opportunity to give him a chance. The next day she called him for an interview and ever since he’d been managing Brooke’s contacts.<br /> “N-no, nothing of that sort.” Donald hurried to explain. “It’s just…I’ve been trying to get hold of you…” He trailed off, not knowing how he should let Brookeknow just how much trouble they were in.<br /> “Donny, calm down. What happened?”<br /> “Umm...two days after the wedding, I got a call from Morris. They have hired an Austin-based firm and have dropped us as their architects. Then a day later, the Ultra Machine’s executive, Ms. Kennedy called and they canceled their contract with us. Even Carl Gregson called and they said they’re forced to drop us. Madam, we’re only left with two clients now, and I’m really worried they might turn us down, too,” Donald said, her voice trembling.<br /> Brooke was beyond shocked. Her mouth was dry. She was out of the office just a little over a week and most of his contracts were gone. “Why...why didn’t you say something sooner? Why didn’t you call me?”<br /> “I tried, but your phone was switched off. I even came to your house but no one opened the door. I didn’t know what to do. I’m so sorry.” Donald explain, looking sad as if it was all her fault.<br /> “Hey...it’s alright.” Now more than ever, he was regretting staying at home. “Di...did any of them give us a reason for suddenly terminating their contracts?”<br /> Donald looked up at him. There was something akin to pity in her expression which Brooke couldn’t understand the reason behind, “They said they cannot work with you because...because….”<br /> “Because?”<br /> “Because you canceled the wedding with Mr. Wilson,” Donald whispered, afraid of her reaction. He felt bad for her. She was a good person and a great boss. To see this happening to her was really sad.<br /> “What?”<br /> “There’s talk in town that Mr. Wilson has asked everyone to cut off any kind of relationship they had with you…” Donald trailed off.<br /> “Say no more.” It dawned on Brooke what was going on. “Thank you, Donald.” She said and headed straight into her office. She was enraged. How dare Greg do that to her? But more than that she was furious with her clients. They’d known her for a long time. Some of them had known him since she was a child. And yet they had bowed down to the pressure. The first thing she did was call Morris.<br /> “Hey, Charles, this is Brooke. What the ? How can you terminate the contract with my firm without proper intimation?” Brooke<br /> “Brooke, I’m sorry son. I didn’t want to pull out, but you know Greg. The Wilson’s lent me money so I could afford my son’s higher education. I owe them. They forced me to cancel the deal with you or else face the consequences.”<br /> Brooke gasped at the information. Never in her life would he have thought Greg would be so cruel as to threaten people. But it seemed Brooke never knew the evil Greg that was hidden behind the mask of a supposedly decent, charming, young man.<br /> “You can’t give in. You know he cheated on me.”<br /> “I know, Brooke. I know. But he says he’s going to make sure you come back to him crying and begging. I’m so sorry, my dear.”<br /> Not in the mood to hear anything else, Brooke hung up. She felt betrayed and enraged. She’d worked so hard to establish this firm and it was going to be over just because she declined to marry Greg! She called Greg, furious with white-hot rage. “You idiot,” Brooke yelled when the call was picked up.<br /> “Hello to you too, honey.” Greg’s voice penetrated his ears and Brooke could tell he was mocking her.<br /> “How dare you? You cheated on me and now you think you’ll turn my clients away with threats? “<br /> “I don’t think, sugar. I did.”<br /> “You smug , what do you want? Why don’t you leave me alone?”<br /> “Oh sweetie, after the stunt you pulled in front of everyone in town that day, I think you deserve this. And you’ll slowly come to understand that your place is with me, by my side and you’ll come back running to me.”<br /> “Oh my God, how did I ever think that you were a good man? I cannot believe I couldn’t see beyond that mask and found out just how cruel and evil you are.”<br /> “Oh sweetheart, come on. It was just a fling. You forget you are mine. And I’ll see to it that I get you back.”<br /> “In your dreams. 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