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The Alpha Prince's Forbidden Love

As my eyes remained locked into Jordan's, a sudden rush of memories flooded my mind, transporting me back to our innocent childhood days to the day Jordan told me that he would be the first and only man I would ever mate. Overcome with emotion, tears of both happiness and pain trickled down my ear as I held Jordan's head firmly. "Sweetheart, you know I love you, right?" Jordan whispered, his voice deep and sensual, breaking the cold silence that had enveloped the room. "I know and I love you more," I responded in a broken whisper. "I have fantasized about this moment for years. A moment you would look me in the eyes and tell me how much you love me as you deflower me," I said as tears continued streaming down my ear. I had always fantasized about a sweet moment with Jordan. A moment that was free of pain. I never knew it would be the sweetest and most painful experience I had ever experienced in my life. "My heart beats solely for you," Jordan's sensual voice lured me into a relaxed mood as he continued trying to penetrate me.  ________________ Jordan, the Alpha Prince, fell in love with Thalia, a common maid and a human who served in his wealthy family. What seemed like childhood affection blossomed into an unbreakable bond. The more the werewolf community tries to stop them, the more they uncover lots of buried secrets that make them realize that Thalia is not actually who they think she is. [Warning: Mature Content]

Kelsey_ · 现代言情
分數不夠
114 Chs

The Third Obstacle

"What's that?" I asked Gerald, who seemed a bit afraid. Perhaps it was because of the secret that Kayla threatened to expose to his boss.

His eyes were fixed on the sink in front of him, but I could tell that his mind was elsewhere. Just as I was about to inquire about his problems, my husband entered the kitchen dressed in a long immaculate white Bahrain Thawb that ended on his feet.

A few buttons on the Thwab were left open, revealing his sexy physique. The silk dress was perfectly ironed, making it mirror-like.

He looked around the kitchen and his eyes locked with mine as he observed my expression. The air in the kitchen suddenly changed and became thick with an unspoken tension, causing a chill to travel down my spine. With each passing moment, the feeling of vulnerability grew, stealthily creeping through every fiber of my being. I lowered my gaze and Jordan moved his attention to Gerald.

"Good morning, Your Grace," Gerald greeted with a bow.