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Emmet asked, “Valeria, when were you planning to tell us about Lucien and you breaking up?”
I gasped, “How did you know….of course you were with Lu when he was drinking. Right?”
“That is not important. The main thing is that you did not believe Elliot and I were worthy enough to share this.”
“No, that is not true. I just didn’t want to make a fuss, so I left the job.”
“Be prepared because we’re telling Dad once we return.”
I didn’t want to talk about Lucien, “The visions you guys were having about me, it actually happened?”
“What happened to you?”
I sighed, “My new boss, Kai Parker, is my fated mate and at first he ignored our connection and then when I pushed him too hard today he rejected me as his mate. So the dark visions showed my rejection. He also has the same power to hide his identity. He told me that his kind is rare.”
“Kai Parker from Parker Tower?”
“Yes.”
Emmet and Elliot both were shocked to know that Kai Parker was actually a werewolf. They had met him before but had never recognized him as a werewolf. Then they cursed Luke and ended the call as I heard the sound of him retching in the background. I put my phone aside and closed my eyes. After hours of restlessly twisting and turning I finally drifted off.
The next day in the office was uneventful. I refrained from annoying Kai and he maintained his distance. Except for professional conversation, we didn’t even look at each other. I also avoided talking to Oliver. When the day came to an end I was about to leave but Margot invited me to go for drinks with everyone before enjoying the weekend. I organized my desk and went with them.
I danced and drank a lot. I sought refuge in the music's rhythmic beat and the numbing effects of the alcohol. Each sip of my drink appeared to ease the ache I had buried deep within my heart. The vivid energy of the club, the flashing lights, and the careless laughter of strangers provided a brief break from my inner struggle.
I danced with the crowd, feeling a deep thud in my chest and letting the rhythm lead me. For those few hours, I almost forgot about the agony that was quickly becoming my daily companion.
When the club started to empty and the once-crowded dance floor thinned away I knew it was time to leave. I bid goodbye to everyone. Stepping outside in the crisp night air brought a sobering realization.
I was tipsy, but not so drunk that I couldn't defend myself against human hooligans. I was standing waiting for a cab when a group of men arrived unexpectedly. Their aggressive actions indicated their intentions. I fought back, punching them hard, driven by adrenaline and the residue of my previous drinks.
The struggle was intense. I felt a burst of excitement when I struck a particularly powerful punch, but it was brief. A stinging pain erupted in the back of my head when one of them struck me. My vision dimmed, and the world around me spun wildly. I stumbled as my strength faded.
Among the chaos, I heard the hooligans' screams of pain. My senses were fading away but I could pick out a new presence: someone strong and determined. A set of hands picked me up and held me gently. I tried to concentrate to see who my rescuer was, but it was too late. As darkness closed in I lost consciousness and surrendered to the emptiness.
CHAPTER 7
KAI
I
spent the night on a couch next to a bed where Valeria was passed out. I had no other option than to bring her to my mansion. When I woke up, I looked at the bed but there was no sign of Valeria. I immediately jumped to my feet and followed the sound of running water. When I flung open the bathroom door Valeria jolted. Her hands were buried in her hair. She was rinsing off shampoo and standing in the shower. We stared at each other for a few seconds. I thought she would cover her beautiful plump globes with her arms or at least cover herself with the towel hanging close by
I couldn’t take my eyes off the mesmerizing view. Her shocked expression turned into something wild and she closed her eyes and threw her head back. Water poured over her face and lather flowed down her hair. I stood riveted as I watched it flow to her neck and then move down her breasts the water droplets making flowing down her skin and disappearing in her p***y before re-emerging on her thighs and then traveling to her knees and toes until they fell on the floor.
I could feel my heart racing, its beat matched the wild rhythm of the storm raging inside me. I could feel the adrenaline starting to surge through my veins, a powerful rush that made my skin tingle and my breath quicken. I felt as though every nerve in my body had suddenly awakened, alive and thrumming with an energy I hadn't known I possessed.
I was fascinated by the way she moved her hands around her breasts. She looked at me and started playing with herself teasing me. She was a vision of uncontrolled torture for me. She buried her hand between her legs and simultaneously squeezed her breasts. I was mesmerized by her naked body dripping in water. It was as if the world around me had disappeared and she and I were alone in my own private paradise.
My d**k started to throb inside my pants, I could feel the surge of desire building up within me. I longed to wrap my arms around her.
I took a step towards the door, I could no longer resist. Her eyes lit up in surprise and delight. Our eyes locked, and at that moment, without uttering a single word, I bridged the gap between us. My arms instinctively wrapped around her, drawing her near. I felt a strong bond as our bodies seamlessly aligned.
The water kept pouring down, drenching my 3 piece suit. I could feel her heartbeat pressed against my chest, a steady rhythm in synch with my own. I leaned down and kissed her passionately. Valeria didn't hesitate to return the kiss, and there under the running water, we were completely consumed by each other. We became completely lost in the moment until we both found ourselves breathless.
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