Eleanor's POVThe Vatican always went dark quickly in the summer. It was clearly a little brighter ten minutes ago, but soon it was swallowed up by darkness and silence. It was a full moon, and it wasn't until I realized that things seemed a bit ominous. Because Logan once told me that the werewolves' sexual desire reached its peak every full moon.My clothes had been completely taken off by Lawrence, torn into rags by him and casually thrown on the floor, but this seemed like nothing to worry about because soon, his body was over mine. Through the fabric of my clothes, I could feel that his body was very hot, and I was getting burned by his body heat.Lawrence was so fit that he could perfectly envelop me in his arms, and I thought that even if someone saw us, they wouldn't see me. But that didn't make me feel an ounce of relief. "No, please..." I kept resisting and begging, hoping he would stop, even if it were back home. No, even in the car we were originally in, it was better than

Eleanor's POVI sat on the floor of my room as the sound of Lawrence swimming came from outside.God, he still wouldn't go to sleep, seemingly because he had too much energy to sleep. Meanwhile, I was so worried that he would get out of the pool later and come back to me, or even do that to me, that I had been afraid to sleep.My body was very sore because Lawrence's previous rough behavior had left some bruises on my body, and my skin was covered with Lawrence's smell. I could even feel that very sticky touch being left on my panties, but I didn't dare to take a shower. I was afraid that I would see Lawrence waiting for me when I came out of the bathroom.I clutched my body tightly, still couldn't stop shivering. He was a devil. I should have stayed away from him long ago and should not have agreed to marry him.Since moving here, Lawrence's behavior seemed to have become gentle, so I had gradually relaxed my guard against him. But what happened that day told me that things were not

Eleanor's POVThe next day, Lawrence left for work early because his company in the Vatican was just established. There was a lot of work he needed to take care of. However, I couldn't come to work because I was still injured, so he decided to let me rest at home.I sat on the couch in the living room, and although I had stayed over one night, I was still scared. I wasn't sure if Lawrence would ever do that to me again. Yet, my gut told me that werewolves were scary, and that wasn't something I should go near as a human. So, I had to get out of here as soon as possible, to get away from Lawrence forever. I wanted to kill him, but that plan obviously wouldn't work, and I had to think of other ideas.When Lawrence threatened to marry me with the video of us in the underground parking lot, I had no choice but to marry him. So, maybe I could find the video and destroy it at the moment. Therefore, Lawrence would never be able to force me again. That day might be a good opportunity since I

Eleanor's POVI took Lawrence to the hospital. His injuries were so severe that the doctor said he needed surgery.Then, I stood in the hospital corridor, waiting for Lawrence to come out with trembling fingers.My clothes were stained with Lawrence's blood, which seemed to carry his scent. Surprisingly, at such a time, it could give me some comfort.'Is Lawrence going to die? I don't think so.'I had heard Madison once said that werewolves were very strong and had the ability to heal themselves. Harley had not attacked his vitals.However, I could see that Lawrence's wound was very deep. Even though he was a werewolf, he still needed to be hospitalized for a few days to recover. By the look of him now, he should be in great pain.I didn't know how things got to this point, but at the same time, I noticed a problem- It seemed that I worried more about Lawrence's well-being now than just letting him die.Why was that? Could it be that I didn't hate him anymore and even wanted nothing b

I tried to leave when I saw Lawrence had woken up, but he stopped me. Calmly, he spoke, "You are my wife in the legal sense. Now that I am injured and hospitalized, you should take care of me."Lawrence was seriously injured this time. Even if he was a werewolf, he needed to recover with the help of medical treatment, and needed to be hospitalized for a few days. Yet, spending time with Lawrence did not seem very convenient. After all, Logan and Stella might appear in the hospital. If they saw me, that would be a big problem.Lawrence noticed my concern and told me, "Don't worry, Stella doesn't know I'm hurt."I could see that Lawrence loved Stella so much that he refused to see her get hurt. However, did he really not tell Stella anything about his injury? To be honest, I was envious of Stella for having a brother who would do anything for her. On the other hand, I only had myself. Even if I was humiliated, threatened, and stayed with a temperamental man every day, I could only rely