Eleanor's POV"It seems that you are still a virgin." The man grabbed my hair and forced me to look at him, making me scared.My name was Eleanor Hazel. I was an employee of a foreign trade company. That day, I was attacked on the way to the underground parking lot after work. The strange man dragged me to the corner of the parking lot, tore off my suit and skirt, and took off my underwear. Then without any foreplay, he directly invaded my body. He hit me violently as if venting his hatred and anger.It felt excruciating. Because of his action, my back kept hitting and rubbing the rough wall. I didn't even know if there was bleeding. I could only reach out to push him, bite him with my teeth, and keep asking him, "Please stop. It hurts, please. I can give you whatever you want, but please let me go."The man wearing a dark blue hat pocket coat kept kissing and biting my body. His breath was getting heavier and heavier. It was a kind of breath that I couldn't describe. It seemed that t

Lawrence POVMy name was Lawrence Willow, the Alpha of the werewolves.Since I was a child, I had been dependent on my sister Stella, who was also an Alpha. But unfortunately, Stella fell in love with a Beta. The man's name was Logan, and he was a betrayer.I only learned about Logan and Eleanor at that time. Logan had another woman outside and forced Stella to divorce, making my sister feel pain. To teach Logan and that woman a lesson, I came to the company where they worked and taught that woman a lesson.But something was really weird-Why did I smell the scent of my mate on her body? I clearly heard that she said she's a human. And from her strength, I made sure that she couldn't be a werewolf. Because of that scent, I couldn't help being close and touching her. What happened between us?When I was about to leave, I smelled my sister's scent. So, I returned to Logan's company and saw my sister enter his office. Her face was covered with tears, and her hair was messy. She should ha

Lawrence POVI felt that my body was burning as if it was melting by magma. My unconscious thoughts made it difficult for me to judge and know where I was. I just relied on my physical instinct and followed my favourite taste to find there.I hugged and kissed the woman in my arms. I was still thinking about these days. I met Stella before I came to the apartment to look for Eleanor.Since Stella made things worse, Logan was furious, resolutely divorced her, and moved out of their home.When I went to find Stella, Stella had been sitting at the door waiting for several days. His husband didn't come back and wouldn't answer the phone, but she still waited stubbornly. The nearby neighbours were worried about her condition, so they tried to contact me.Seeing me, Stella went a little crazy, "Lawrence, will you help me get Logan back? Logan was taken away by that woman again. You should bring him back to me as soon as possible."Stella's hair was in a mess. She didn't rest for a few days,

Eleanor's POVI was stabbed by the light, closed my eyes, and looked at the door again. Logan stood there and looked at us in shock.I thought I should be ugly at that time Logan saw me. Just imagine that this man took my clothes off. He could only pull the blanket next to me to cover his upper body. He still rode on me. When he saw Logan coming in, he smiled indifferently, and even greeted him as if no one else was there, "Logan, you're finally here."Logan looked at me, and I found his eyes red. 'What does Logan think of me now?'Anyone who saw us now would know what had happened.Logan asked, "Lawrence, why are you here?"He walked around the room, close to us, but his breath was dangerous. I knew he was holding back his anger and waiting for an opportunity to attack.'Lawrence? Is that the man's name?' It was ridiculous that I didn't know that name until that moment.Lawrence got up from the sofa. I also took the opportunity to push him away, walk in the direction of the table wra

Lawrence POVIt was two o'clock in the Vatican. I was injured and decided to come back home.I lived on the top floor of a luxurious building. There was a very wide balcony with sofas, tables, and some expensive furniture. I often liked to sit there and watch the rising sun and sunset and the busy people under the building. I didn't have to rush for life like those people because I had enough money.I sat on the sofa to deal with the wound. Logan's sharp claws made a terrible blood mark on my arm, but I didn't need to worry because werewolves were born with the ability to self-healing. I believed everything would be perfect in a few days.While dealing with the injury, I noticed a shallow scratch on my arm the woman named Eleanor left. The woman's cry, begging, and fear came to my mind. I thought of my experience in the underground parking lot. It seemed to be the first time for that woman, but I was a little rough.I felt a bit uneasy. I found the woman to teach her a lesson and ta