JONEAHunter? Why is he here? I panicked because Hunter tried to reach out to touch me.At the same time, Daran grabbed my waist with his muscular arms. He hugged me possessively and tried to keep me away from Hunter’s hands.“It’s dangerous,” Daran whispered.I saw Daran’s eyes staring coldly at Hunter. Daran’s expression this time was entirely beyond my expectations. I couldn’t translate the meaning of that look at all. Daran was so possessive, much more possessive than usual. As if there was danger threatening us.I turned to Hunter, who was standing stiffly behind me. He lowered his hands, and his face turned cold when he saw Daran hugging me. I felt uncomfortable and embarrassed. I tried to remove Daran’s hand from my waist.“Hunter, why are you here?” I asked nervously. The atmosphere suddenly turned tense. For some reason, I felt goosebumps when these two men looked at each other.They’re both... Both handsome.Damn, why am I still thinking about that? I pressed the tip of my t
DARAN“Oh my gosh, it almost killed me. It hurts so much,” muttered Jonea.“Jonea, you might get sick again if you meet that man. Are you okay?”I really want to forbid her from meeting that man. But if I do, I’m afraid it will only make Jonea hate me. Anyway, I can’t lose her now. Only after my goal is achieved.“Of course, I’m worried, too. But you’ve seen for yourself what he’s like, right? He even stroked my head in front of you without being awkward. There’s no point talking to a guy like him. He won’t listen. He is a typical person who will do as he pleases. It’s just like before.”“You... Have you known him for a long time?”Jonea suddenly looked away from me and became awkward. I knew she was hiding something.“I don’t mean that. I just couldn’t avoid him because we studied at the same campus. So, if you don’t mind, I’d like to meet with him to end all this.”I just kept quiet for a few moments. It was easy for me to get rid of that guy. But I respect Jonea’s decision.“I can’
MARILYNHe tried to carry Jonea into the big house. Suddenly, I came out from behind the tree and shouted loudly at him.“Hey, what are you going to do to my friend? Do you want to kidnap her?”Without thinking, I ran to hit him with full strength. The man looked surprised because I appeared suddenly. While carrying the unconscious Jonea, he tried to get away. There was a fight between us.“Let me go. Who are you? What do you think you’re doing?” shouted the man while trying to hold Jonea in his arms.“Bastard! You definitely intend to deceive Jonea. You even made her faint and want to do bad things to her? Let go of Jonea now, or I will scream that you are a criminal!”The handsome man grinned. “What? I’m a criminal?”“Yes, of course! Nowadays, even criminals have to have a handsome face and attractive appearance to cover up their crimes!”“What? Now you’re calling me handsome? Did you deliberately make a scene because you wanted my signature?”I could only gape and stare in disbelie
JONEAOwen’s expression was cold. “I’ll send her back to wherever she was before she came here! I will also erase her memories.”“What?”This is not the first time I have heard and seen how Daran and Owen erase the memory of someone who accidentally sees their presence or appearance. But hey, it’s Marilyn! Not other people. How can I accept all this?When I turned around to look at Marilyn, she had disappeared without a trace. I was flabbergasted. I looked back at Owen angrily and asked for an explanation.“You didn’t even ask for my opinion before sending Marilyn away. What if she has an accident because she was suddenly turned back onto the road while driving?”“Nothing like that will happen,” Owen replied casually. He got up from the sofa and was about to leave me.I can’t accept all this. I grabbed Owen’s arm and stopped him.“Maybe this isn’t a big deal to you. In fact, I’m sure you often do the same thing. Like you did before. At first, I didn’t really care either. But... This i
JONEA“Tell me, why are you crying? Is that asshole Hunter bothering you again? Let me teach him a lesson!” Marilyn went over and took her jacket, but I held her back.“No, not him. I don’t mean because of him. I’m just worried about you.”Marilyn raised her eyebrows in surprise. “Is this because of Teddy? Oh, Jonea, I’m fine. We broke up, and for some reason, recently, he came back to me and--”I hugged Marilyn again tightly. “Do you like him? That Teddy? As long as you’re happy, I no longer need to worry.”I’m confused about what to talk about. I just feel relieved that Marilyn is okay. That’s all I need. After ensuring nothing had changed about Marilyn, I went home.“Let me take you. You’ve come a long way here.”“No!” I replied quickly. “I’ll just take a taxi.”It was enough that the devil erased Marilyn’s memory once. I don’t want it to happen again if Marilyn finds out where I live now.When I was about to leave Marilyn’s room, I stopped. I felt uncomfortable if I had to go back
JONEA I stood in front of an old antique shop in the suburbs. I just stood there doing nothing for a while. And it's as if my reflection in the shop glass is teasing me. You're a loser, Jonea! Before coming here, I purposely dyed my hair bright red. I hoped this red color could disguise my pale skin from hiding in a cave in the forest for too long. This old antique shop is among other shops selling everyday items. After standing there, I now became doubtful. Without noticing, one of my feet stepped backward. "Is there anything I can help you with, Miss?" I turned my head. A man in his 60s with neatly combed gray hair stood behind me. I glanced at his hand, carrying a cup of hot coffee from the vending machine across the street. "Come in! You are free to visit my shop." The man smiled kindly at me and walked towards the shop. He opened the glass door, and the old brass bell that hung above the door jangled. I followed him into the shop. Strange, the feeling of doubt that appear
JONEA Arman took me to a particular room behind the stage. It's like a stage play or opera, although I'm not sure. "We will directly start the auction for you today. Because you're special." I stayed silent when Arman put iron shackles on my neck, hands, and feet. I am like a beast that must be secured by iron shackles interlocked by chains. Even though the shackles were very loose, I had some objections because they were made of iron. This is very inconvenient. "Do these shackles hurt you?" asked Arman patiently. I can't tell the truth. I can only show a flat, expressionless face and shake my head at him. "I'm fine." "Sorry, Jonea. I have to do this for you. These shackles are only a symbol and a requirement for the auction process. Think of it as showing potential buyers that you're safely sealed. I hope you understand what I mean." I just nodded grimly. Even though my wolf soul hasn't appeared yet, I'm still a beast everyone hates. Instantly I feel nauseous when I have to i
DARAN "Sir, just a suggestion. Horse-drawn carriages are too old-fashioned for today's era. You should replace it with a Maserati, Lambo or Porsche.” "What are you talking about, Loko?" I am annoyed. I am still determining the names of the things he mentioned. Is that a new stagecoach? "I mean, you haven't left the castle in 100 years. Of course, there's a lot of change going on out there. Stagecoaches are not very suitable for use on the streets of the cities and countries you will visit this time.” I looked at Loko. He was very nervous but still determined to speak his mind without hesitation. I showed him my sour face. Let him know the taste. "Nonsense," I said. "Who asked your opinion?" I'm really pissed off. I know it's been a century of not keeping up with the world. But who likes to be taught and shown their mistakes like that? He's an entirely insensitive servant. "I don't care about other people's judgements," I added before getting into the stagecoach. "After all, the