billionaire werewolf

Condtions and Forcing

(Alyssa's P.O.V)

My mind was scattered somewhere in the wind as his canines moved along my neck threaten to pierce it and mark it. I pushed him away and he fell against the bed as I moved towards him." Talk remember not anything else until we talk" I sneer.

He finally nods and stands up, "Okay what are they".

"First off I will be travelling a lot I inherited a huge company from my parents so I am always managing it. Second I don't want you to be over possessive or protective it irritates me. Third I really want to try this so do not mess it up."I glare at him. He simply nods.

(1 week later)

I and Katie have grown really close, but I still haven't told anybody about me being a lycan or a demon and the fact that I am 700 years old. I will but it is still taking time, Ethan is actually listening to what I am saying asks me for help if he ever needs which was only once. His big ego and pride don't accept help easily. I really need to go to LA to buy some clothes, I miss being in the office but understand and work from home.

Katie made some awesome mac and cheese since I was craving it, Ethan slowly walks down the stairs and stops when I say, "I need to go to LA", he growls at me. "Listen I want to buy some new clothes and in the end buy some baby stuff." For about five minutes he growls at me and I glare at him, raising my eyebrows. Katie laughs at him forced by his mate, he then turns his glare towards her.

He finally gives in and drags me out to the garage after changing into jeans and a shirt.

(Ethan's P.O.V)

I take the car I usually use to impress girls, my matte black Aston Martin Vulcan. We get into the car and I drive out to LA, I notice her admiring the condition of the car." Nice car, lovely colour" she says, "What car do you drive?"

"You will see", she simply says.

We drive to Beverly Hills and stop in front of a huge mansion and waits, she then presses a button near the door and says " Matt open the gate. i***t", she growls.

"Okay, Okay", a voice placates from the other side.

She then directs me to a garage, as the garage slowly opens I see a car collection, it was beautiful and glorious. There was a silver Lamborghini Veneno, black Limited Edition Bugatti Veyron, a rose gold Bugatti Chiron, a couple of Ferrari's and a red Aston Martin Valkyrie. But sitting, in the end, was a 13 million dollar navy blue Rolls-Royce Sweptail. I know my cars and those are not easy to acquire which makes me wonder how rich my mate really is?