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
Lawrence POVI went into the bathroom and cleaned myself. Thinking back to what had just happened, I knew that I had lost my control once again. I gradually realized that I could never control my emotions when confronted with Eleanor, as I had just that time. It was a feeling of anger and jealousy that I found unbelievable. Why would I feel this way just because I saw Eleanor talking to that man and smiling at him? What was I thinking at that moment?When I saw Eleanor, I wanted to greet her, but instead, I saw her talking to a young man, smiling at him. But in front of me, Eleanor always looked scared, and her body was always shaking, begging me constantly, and she never smiled at me. So, when I realized the situation, I felt so angry that I rushed forward and forcefully took Eleanor away.I kept telling myself in my mind that it wasn't jealousy. I liked Stella, not Eleanor, so how could I be jealous because of her? Right, that night was the night of the full moon, when werewolf sex
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
There was another knock on the door outside, which made me very scared. Why was Lawrence coming to see me again? Wasn't what he had done to me in the park enough? I heard him stand at the door and call out to me, "Eleanor."I was so scared that I hid my body behind the curtain, but I noticed that Lawrence's voice seemed much softer now. It was no longer the same vicious, hateful anger that had torn me apart.I carefully got up and walked behind the door to my room, suppressing my apprehension and telling him, "I want to sleep." I tried to sound weak and tired.The energy of a werewolf was different from an ordinary human, and I almost thought I was going to die by Lawrence in the park. At that moment, my body was in so much pain that I couldn't lift a bit of strength.Lawrence stood at the door and said, "Tomorrow you shouldn't go to work, rest at home for a day. I have asked for leave for you."When I heard this, I started questioning in my heart, 'Why did Lawrence ask for leave for
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 POV.I walked down the stairs and into the living room of the cottage. Then I saw that a breakfast he had bought for me was on the dining table. Lawrence didn't seem to know my tastes, so he had brought a lot of breakfast with all kinds of dishes. Yet, I didn't have much of an appetite. This was ridiculous. Last night, he went crazy and hurt me. Then the next morning, he suddenly put on a gentlemanly look to care for me.I sat down at the table and just poured myself a glass of water, it was confusing. At that moment, there was a familiar shout from outside, "Excuse me, does Eleanor live here?"I frowned, recognizing it as Harley's voice. Oh my, why would he come looking for me? To be more precise, how did he know I lived here? When I walked out of the room, Harley was already in the garden, looking towards the inside of the cottage. When he saw me coming out, Harley looked very happy. "Eleanor, do you really live here? Great!"I didn't understand, and at the same time, I w
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
Eleanor's POVLawrence's hug made me feel scared. The scent of his body instinctively reminded me of every time I came in contact with him. Those unpleasant, humiliating past had turned into my nightmare.I shivered all over and pleaded to him, "Let go, Lawrence."I tried to push Lawrence away, but he didn't let go and continued to hold me. He seemed to crave the smell of my body and kept kissing me as he embraced me. It reminded me of the memory in the park as if the next moment, Lawrence was going to hold me down in some hidden place, and he would violate me again.I continued to push his hand. "No, don't touch me.""Lawrence, please, it hurts."He sensed my fear. He hesitated for a moment and finally let go of me. Then, I turned to look at him and met Lawrence's eyes.Lawrence frowned as he reached out to touch my face. "Eleanor, are you crying?"I instinctively took a step back while staring at Lawrence with the same fear in my eyes. Lawrence held my face as he lowered his head an