Although Violette never speaks against Nash before, her action from their first meeting makes Nash think she is wild and bold. As a slave, Nash expected her to bow and be scared of him. But, in this chapter, Violette doesn't only look at him straight but also talks back. Please help this new author by leaving beautiful gems and reviews. Thank you. Moonamore.
NOAH.The first thing I saw when I woke up was the emptiness in my room. Violette wasn’t with me. That fact made me sit straight in an alert. I didn’t know how long I had been unconscious, but feeling the tension of my muscle, I could guess I was sleeping long enough.I was about to scream Violette’s name when the door cracked open, showing my annoying brother with his beautiful Luna. They appeared shocked to see me. Perhaps they thought I’d be lying helplessly on my deathbed.“Noah!” Nash said with fake excitement. “It’s been three days. I’m glad you are awake now.”Three days, he said. Three fucking days from an attack I thought wouldn’t give me much effect.“How are you today?” Olivia asked. “Does anywhere hurt? I can call the doctor for you.”“It’s okay. I’m as good as new.” I replied to my sister-in-law.“It’s good to know that you returned without missing anything. Flora Barlow’s condition, however, saddened me.” Nash began. “You shall visit her and show your gratitude. I heard f
VIOLETTE.My eyes snapped open slowly after feeling my back being kissed numerous times. My mind was still in a haze as I took in my surrounding.No more wooden and old wall, the bed was soft, my body was covered with a warm and comfortable blanket, and most importantly, someone was showering me with many kisses. That alone proved I wasn’t in the slave quarters anymore.Rubbing my eyes, my head jerked to the right, and I found Noah smiling at me. My pupils grew larger. No. Not because of his insanely handsome figure but because he flaunted his bare chest to me. That was a great way to start my morning.“Morning.” Noah stroked my hair. “Feeling better?”I put my face on the pillow, covering my heated cheeks.“Wear your clothes, Noah,” I ordered, still not wanting to look straight at him.“What for? I will take a bath later, so there is no need for clothes.”“At least cover your body with something. It’s too early, and you are already dirtying my eyes.”“Your eyes or mind, my dear?”Not
NOAH.“You’ve been acting weird for two days. Are you having a fight with Violette?” Varg asked as we sat on a double stone near the ring.“There is nothing like that.”Varg rolled his eyes. “Don’t take me for a fool. If you are okay with her, you won’t be spending your time chatting with me.”Right. After the accident two days ago, I avoided Violette like the plague. I woke up at dawn and trained with Varg. Then I’d return when she was already sleeping. We weren’t fighting, by the way. I was just embarrassed after what I did to her.Not only that, I was afraid if I were to stay too close to her, I’d lose my control again. These days, my wolf had been a little uneasy. The coming Red Moon must have made an effect. Usually, a few months before it happened, our desire got the better of us.I was terrified if my control would suddenly snap, and I pounced on Violette without getting her permission. Lust could be that wild.“You have that kind of face, Noah. I pity you.”“What are you talki
VIOLETTE.“This is your last chance to back away, Noah,” I told him after taking the equipment.“Do it.”I guess this is it. He had set his mind on getting a brand. I wouldn’t have a problem if Emil did it for him, but he especially asked me to do it. I was afraid I’d end up hurting him. Not only that, but it also felt too personal if I branded him.As he stated, it would mean he belonged to me. From my perspective, it sounded like a tie that would bond us forever. The thought of having him as my mate still scares me sometimes. Having a brand together almost seems like we claiming each other.“Are you sure?” I asked again, hoping he could sense my hesitancy.Noah smiled warmly. “Brand me.” He said with determination.That’s it. He wouldn’t change his mind even if I somersaulted before his face. My hands trembled as I reached for the pen and brought it close to his skin. I couldn’t help but gaze at his gray eyes that were staring at me lovingly.Noah’s chest shook as he held his laugh.
VIOLETTE.“Don’t be nervous. Pretend like you really want to accept Olivia’s offer, but don’t be too excited. Be cautious as usual.” Noah told me.Behind this very door was a servant Olivia sent to take me to meet her. I was still anxious about my role in Noah’s plan, especially after knowing a witch was on their side. I fear the witch might help Olivia ensure I wouldn’t mess around.Noah tapped my cheeks gently after he lifted my chin with his finger. “You are going to be okay. Just be yourself. I’ll be here when you are done.”I couldn’t form a word to reply, so I nodded.“You can tell her everything she wants to know. As for today, I don’t have many things to do except meet Varg at the training ground. Tell her that if she asks you.”“Okay.”“Good. Now, go.” Noah pushed me and opened the door for me.The maid scrutinizing gaze fell on us. Her face was void of emotion as she looked at me from head to toe.“I’ll be going, Master,” I told Noah politely, then curtsied.“Excuse us, My Lo
OLIVIA.I ran excitedly toward Nash’s study. I couldn’t wait to see his reaction after I told him about Violette’s decision. He’d be happy to know about it. And Nash’s happiness equals mine. I could do anything to make him satisfied.“Goddess! Harder, My King.”My hand stilled. I couldn’t knock on the door anymore. The sound behind this very door made me take two steps back.“Good. Take it all, Nat.”Nash’s voice was hoarse, and I knew too well that he was nearing his climax. Ignoring my pained heart that begged to be licked, I push the door without bothering to knock anymore. I didn’t know what I expected, but the sight before me broke me again.Nash was still fucking the same woman for over a week. It was Natalie, the one he got from his coronation anniversary. It was weird enough for him to fuck the same woman more than three times, but now. I saw him kiss her. They kissed each other hungrily as their bodies moved in sync.Tears streamed down my face like a waterfall. I wouldn’t be
NOAH.Violette’s mouth was agape the moment we stepped into Barlow’s manor. I could understand her reaction. Their residence was not much different from mine, which meant the Barlows had lots of money to build this huge place.She tiptoed and whispered carefully, “I feel like this place is more luxurious than your place.”“That’s what you got if you side with Nash.”“Perhaps I should change lanes?” She asked so innocently that it made me want nothing but to kiss her.“And leaves your handsome and sexy mate? Nah. You must be crazy if you ever think that, even for a second.”“Nash is handsome, though.”I glared at her, making her grin, and pinched my stomach playfully.“I never realize you are a jealous type.”“I’m possessive of you, my dear. I don’t take it lightly if you compliment another man, especially if the man is my enemy.” I said the words while gritting my teeth. I didn’t like the idea of Nash being a handsome figure in her head. I wanted her mind to be filled by me so that she
Noah.It took me a few moments before I could push Flora away, making her fall hard on the floor. She didn’t get angry but laughed instead. I paid little to no attention to her because my eyes were busy looking around for Violette, hoping she wasn’t anywhere near this room to witness my embarrassing moment.“You look like a man who’s scared after your partner found that you are cheating,” Flora said, standing gracefully while brushing the front of her skirt. “I’m impressed. I didn’t expect you’d be this invested with your little slave.”“Refrain from touching me like that, Lady Barlow. I’m not fond of getting touched without my permission.” I replied.“Ah, putting a wall, aren’t you? Haha. Should I call you Lord Noah now? But you are just a bastard. I can’t give you the honor of being addressed like a nobleman.”“You are missing the point here, Lady Barlow. I’m stating what I dislike for you to remember in the future. I don’t care how you address me. Lord is fine, and so is bastard.”