I'll Find Another OneElara's POV:The drive to my house was filled with lively conversation, creating an atmosphere of camaraderie. After helping me again, I realized it would be rude of me not to do something to thank Arthur for his constant kindness."Thank you for constantly running to me in my time of trouble; you've helped me so much that I can't count. I'd like to invite you to dinner," I said, biting my lower lip as I anticipated his response, which never came. I took the courage to speak further, "Anytime you're free would be fine.""Tomorrow night...?" Arthur suggested, more like a question. A wide grin adorned my face as I echoed, "Tomorrow night.""I'll come then," Arthur said. He got out of the car and came to my side, opening it like a proper gentleman."Elara, if you ever need my help, don't hesitate to call me. Tomorrow, Elias will get you a better job. How much are you looking to earn? $5000? Or-"I quickly interrupted him. "Don't worry, I'll find another one soon. Ev

RescueElara's POV:As expected of Harden, the dutiful son-in-law of the Dawn pack, he chose to save Caitlin.After the phone was cut off, I bowed my head in regret, wondering what my whole life would've looked like if I had come from a better family, one who could protect me from harm. One with so much influence that I didn't have to worry about my circle. One with so much power that I would have gotten married to my fated mate without him denying me to choose another."Fredrick, in two hours, gets the girl ready," said the one who I had come to notice was the boss around here because of all the commands he had been giving."Both of them?""No, the razored-tongue. This one has no one to come for her, poor girl," he tsked with a pitiful expression, walking up to me, he stretched his hand forward to stroke my hair while I made every effort to get away from him, trying my best not to anger the beast in him. My body trembled as I shifted with a small wince escaping my lips.All my life,

I Don't Need You(Warning: Chapter contains mature content.)"Baby, can you touch me?" Caitlin asked again. Her eyes flicked downward, and her lips curved ever so slightly. This time, she took the initiative to act first; her hands skillfully went down to unbutton my shirt as she spoke, "I was so scared back there, and I could only think about you, Harden. I'm thankful that you came."My thoughts were scattered all over the place, and it agitated me to have her hands—anyone's other than Elara's—run over my body. I grabbed her hands and held them up, wanting to get her away from me. However, the look on her face was pitiful. She looked clueless, confused, and had no idea why I did that. Maybe I shouldn't punish her for something she knows nothing about. She just got out of the kidnapper's clutches and must be traumatized, which is why she needs me.I held both her wrists with one hand; my other hand aggressively brought her face to meet mine, and I kissed her violently, licking and suc

He Can't Hurt You AnymoreElara's POV:I could bet my life on it: Caitlin wanted me gone, even if it meant I wouldn't be freed from those gangs. I continued to ponder many things during Arthur's dismissal.In less than an hour, Arthur returned with an abundance of food, a feast fit for a celebration. I wondered if someone was joining us, and just like he read my thoughts, he responded, telling me it was because I had refused to eat the previous day.Seeing so much tasty and fresh food which I couldn't resist, my stomach grumbled, giving me away, and I grinned at Arthur embarrassingly.I could almost hear him taunting me in his thoughts for denying myself food.He opened all the dishes, from the main course to the side dishes, placing them on the tray, and then brought it in front of me. I couldn't help but wet my lips."I'll feed you. Don't object," Arthur insisted, more like an order.I didn't object; I just did as told by opening my mouth to receive spoonfuls. He was so careful and

Knight In Shining Armor"You don't have to be sorry," I murmured. My mind flashed back to the first time he kissed me in his car, where he said it didn't mean a thing because it usually happens with adults. We'd been having more moments after that one, and it just kept on getting better. Were they the same as the first one, which didn't mean a thing? I sought to ask him but waved off the thoughts. It's an embarrassing topic anyway.The room turned silent for a while with Arthur scrolling down his phone while I fidgeted with my fingers, swinging my feet, and staring closely at him, my eyes almost boring holes if they could."Do you have something to say? I can feel your eyes on me," he said without losing focus on his phone."Why did you ever agree to help me with my father's case?" I asked."Me?" he asked as he withdrew his attention from the phone, an almost confused look on his face, "When did I ever agree to help you?" He denied."You didn't help me directly, but you went through t