I

Her heart went wild, and so with her wolf inside. But the gorgeous man just looked at her with cold eyes. There were no traces that he felt what she felt. Her mate's pull toward her seemed to be not working. Until she realized by sniffing at him that he is not just a wolf. He is something more!

“What are you doing in that tree at this hour?” his voice was colder than his eyes.

“Err, I am sorry,” confused and rattled, she said. She will not of course admit to the man that she was trying to escape.

He was looking at him intently. The light post nearby made her see how gorgeous the man could be. She had seen handsome werewolf men, but this one is far above them. His aura creates an illusion for someone who will see him that a Greek God just came down from the sky.

“You better return to your room. Escaping is useless,” he said after a while, which brought scarlet color to Gerthel’s face. He easily sensed her plan of escaping, which has been a failure. Thanks to that tree and to him.

Just nodding, she immediately ran toward the main door and head straight to her bedroom.

The man followed her running frame with his squinting golden orbs before he moved, walking around the premises of the mansion, as if he was a night guard, roaming around.

Inside her room, Gerthel could still hear her erratic breathing. She placed her hands on her chest as she tried to pacify her emotion. “Moon Goddess, I was just rejected by my mate, but here you are again, giving me a second chance mate, who is as cold as an iceberg,” she said whining. She dropped her body lazily on the bed and hugged the pillow beside her. Her plan of escaping was useless. She sighed as the image of the man who caught her escaping but save her at the same time from being crippled if her body hits the ground, suddenly flashed in her mind.

“Mate! He is ours!” her wolf shouted inside her mind, making her sigh once more.

"Hey, we were just rejected, stopped claiming that man now. I cannot accept another rejection, you know?" she retorted to her wolf, who introduced herself as Thella.

She closed her eyes and the last thing that was in her vision before she dreamily drifted into her dark zone was the gorgeous man with golden eyes looking at her intently.

Outside, the man with golden eyes looked up into the window near the big tree and chuckled. He walked to the main door of the mansion and decided to retire for the night seeing that everything on the premises seemed to be completely alright.

II

On the second night, Gerthel was informed that she was already arranged to please the Boss.

“Miss Gerthel, please be ready by eight o’clock in the evening. You will be brought to the Boss as his new bed warmer. Please let me know if you need help,” a different maid came, which Gerthel guessed to be the Chief Maid, told her. She was tongue-tied, even when the Chief Maid left her room.

After regaining her senses, she shook her head as if trying to forget about what the Chief Maid told her just a while ago. She sat on her bed thinking. She had already taken a bath and she will not repeat bathing for the sake of that man, they called Boss. “What if that Boss is a violent man? What if he will hurt me physically? What if he is an old evil Lord? Gosh, if I need to transform into my wolf form I will just so I can defend myself and my purity,” Gerthel thought while her fists clenched both in anger and nervousness.

She looked at the clock and noticed that it was already past seven o’clock in the evening. She only has less than an hour before she will be brought to the room of that evil man, they called Boss.

She stood up and opened the wardrobe cabinet, which according to the maid was for her. There inside the cabinet, she saw a lot of dresses, seductive nighties of different colors, pieces of underwear that mostly are thongs-type, brassieres, and others. She frowned seeing what type of clothes were inside the cabinet. They are all to be used to please or seduce the Boss, and she wanted to puke by just thinking of having s*x with an old evil man. She then grabbed the most decent dress that she could find inside the cabinet. It was a pair of tight-fitting jeans and a blue-green blouse, which made her frown too because of its low neckline, exposing almost half of her cleavage.

“Urgghh, these dresses are disgusting,” she whined as she threw the clothes she chose to wear on the bed and search again inside the cabinet, but alas, she cannot find any more decent clothing inside that dressing cabinet. “At least with tight-fitting jeans like this, it will be hard for that old evil man to remove it from my body. I will definitely kick his ass before he could even try to remove my tight-fitting jeans,” she thought with fierceness in her eyes.

She wore the tight-fitting jeans, that naturally showed off her curves and the low neckline blouse. She did not know how she could be able to cover her cleavage. Frowning, she opened the cabinet again and saw a white cotton spaghetti strap tight-fitting upper garment. She got it and wore it first before wearing the low neckline dress, thereby making her cleavage not visible anymore to those malicious eyes that would surely feast on looking at it if exposed.

While waiting for the eight o’clock time, she walked to the window and opened it, hoping to see again the man who caught and saved her from falling a night ago. Sadly, she could not see even a shadow of him, and worst, she could not even escape from this room now since she could not see a way out, except for that tree near the window, which she tried last night but failed.

When she heard knocks on her door, her heart suddenly palpitated out of nervousness. Trying to calm herself, she made a deep breath in repeated manners. When the door opened, she was already a bit calm and braver.

“Miss Gerthel, it is time to go to the Boss’ room. He is waiting for you already,” the same maid came to her room and guided her to the Boss’ room.

The Chief Maid knocked thrice first before opening the door, which seemed to be left unlocked. “Please get inside, Miss Gerthel,” the maid said.

Gerthel swallowed hard her saliva as she could feel her throat starting to dry up before her feet moved to get inside the room.

The room was dimly lighted and all Gerthel could see was the back of a tall frame near the closed window. She kept her silence. “I hope you will not face me, it will be much better, I can run now, going out of this room,” she thought frantically. However, it seemed like the Moon Goddess did not hear her prayer.

The man slowly moved his body until he faced her.

“You?!” To her shock, she even pointed her finger at the man, while her eyes were wide as the full moon.

"Yes, it is me. What is so surprising?" the man's eyes squinted as he made a few regal steps until he was almost an inch away from Gerthel.

I

With his penetrating eyes, the Boss looked at Gerthel from head to foot and then he smirked. “You looked so conservative, huh,” he said with a lifted eyebrow. His hand reached for her chin and forced her to look at him.

Swallowing her saliva, Gerthel looked into his eyes and try not to bat. “Indeed, I am a conservative woman. Is it not obvious?” she retorted with bravery. She could not bear not to answer him back. If she can prolong the time in order for the Boss to forget about the real agenda why he called her to be in his room, it will be much better. There was mixed emotion in her, excitement and fear unlike her wolf inside who seemed to be purely excited to meet again their second chance mate.

“I can guess that you did not prepare in coming to me tonight.” It was a statement rather than a question which the Boss let out in a disappointed tone. His eyes never left her.

“My apologies. I was dragged in here without my consent. You see, Sir, I was a free woman, I have my own home when robust men forcefully brought me to that prostitution den, and then here comes your trusted man, buying me off from them just like a bag of fruit,” she said not hesitating to let out what was in her mind. “Let this egotistic Boss know that not all women come to his room to please him,” she thought while trying to never still bat an eye.

His eyes narrowed while looking at her as he let loose his fingers on her chin. “So, you mean, you were just forced to be here?”

“Yes!”

“A lot of women use that alibi to pretend to be hard to get. Your cost was not simply commensurate to a bag of fruit. You are definitely expensive for Ten Thousand Dollars.” His voice has that sarcasm that made Gerthel flare up.

She removed his fingers from her chin and with fiery eyes, looked at him. “I am not pretending. I can return your Ten Thousand Dollars if you will just allow me to go home now,” she said with confidence. “I can definitely pay you that little amount,” she further stated with her chin up.

His laughter filled the four walls of the room. “If you are not ready yet tonight, alright, I will let you go for now. But remember, you cannot use alibis the next time. Get out of here before I change my mind,” he sneered at her, his haunting eyes pierced into her like she was easy prey.

Gerthel practically ran out of his room, when he motioned for her to go. It was a chance that she will never let go without grabbing. She locked her door the moment she entered it, for fear that he might change his mind and follow her inside her room.

She was gasping for breath as she sat on her bed. “Until when could I get away from him?” she thought with a feeling of hopelessness.

II

For around two days, Gerthel felt relaxed. She did not notice the Boss, straying around his mansion.

“Hmm, Mr. Gab, where is the Boss?” she simply asked the Boss’ right-hand man, who looked at her with a malicious grin.

“Why are you asking, Ms. Gerthel? Do you miss him so soon?” he asked with such a malicious grin on his face, unfading.

Gerthel rolled her eyes and gave the man a quick shake of her head. “I just asked, nothing more.”

“Ohh, he is out of the country. He might be back tomorrow or maybe the next day.”

“Really?” she asked while a sigh let out from her mouth. She then smiled at the Boss’ right-hand man and let out a sigh again.

With a raised eyebrow now, Mr. Gab eyed her seriously. “Do not let the Boss ever feel that you are happy that he is not around. Do not let him feel that you do not like him or wanted him. Do we understand each other, Miss Gerthel?”

“Err, alright. My apologies,” she said, as she automatically erased the smile flashing on her face. She excused herself from Mr. Gab and walked fast to her room.

Knowing that the Boss was not around, Gerthel decided to succumb to the inviting water in the swimming pool after a few minutes of having her light dinner. She grabbed the two-piece swimming suit inside her wardrobe cabinet, wore them, and covered her body with a white bathrobe. But then, she opened the cabinet again and got the white shorts she saw, which she put on over her sexy bikini swimsuit. She then walked toward the recreation area quickly, not wanting the guards around to look at her while she was just in her bathrobe.

She sat on the lounge chair first nearby the pool and watched the rounded moon shining upon her. She remembered her best friend Karla, her Aunt Laura, and Uncle Tony and she was not able to control the falling of tears from her eyes. She suddenly missed Karla and her parents, the people she considered her only family. Now, no one is left with her. She is alone and worst, being held captive inside this place. She wiped her tears and stood up slowly from the lounge chair.

“So, I will be having a companion here?” Gerthel’s silence has been broken by such a male voice, which was so familiar now to her.

Gerthel immediately turned around, surprised. In a panic, she hastily covered her eyes with her hands, to the laughter of the Boss, whom she never thought would be arriving so soon. He even came closer to her and hold her hands covering her eyes, then removed them therefrom. She outrightly closed her eyes not wanting to see his almost naked body.

Still holding her hands, he whispered near her right ear. “Open your eyes, and look at me,” he said, his warm breath tickling her.

Slowly, Gerthel opened her eyes and looked at his face. She dared not to look down. “Why haven’t you put on your bathrobe at least while wandering around? You know, the wind is cold, you might catch some colds,” she said in an almost shaking voice.

“So, you care for me eh? Don’t worry even if I am naked in front of you the whole day, I won’t catch a cold,” he said while looking at her with mischief that made Gerthel’s heart spin rapidly.

I

“Ahmm, no, I mean, of course. I don’t want you to get sick,” she shakingly replied, remembering what Mr. Gab had just told her a while ago.

He seemed to have appreciated her reply as his usual cold face suddenly smiled warmly. “Now, let me help you remove your bathrobe, because of course, you will not soak in the pool wearing that, right?” he said with a hint of naughtiness on his tone, again.

“Oh, I can manage,” she said in resistance but his hands already moved and in just a millisecond her robe was already down the nearby lounge chair. He looked at her from her head down and then frowned when he saw her white shorts covering her bikini swimming attire.

“Really conservative, huh?” He chuckled.

“I … I just don’t want the guards to …” she was not able to finish her words because the Boss already captured her lips and kissed her with such passion that made her melt in his arms. She did not know how to kiss back, this is actually her first kiss, and oh, she did not expect that kissing is such a wonderful thing!

He deepened his kiss when he felt her not resisting. He let his tongue wander around her mouth until it caught hers. He gave her a torrid kiss as a finale.

After such passionate and torrid kissing, the Boss looked at her with that unwavering mischief in his eyes. “Let us go down to the pool and swim,” he suggested, and before she could protest, he already scooped her swiftly, to her surprise, and carried her down the swimming pool.

“Are you ready to swim?” he asked her while still carrying her. He did not put her down yet in the water.

“Yes, please put me down now,” she said feeling embarrassed. She knew that there are a few guards nearby.

“In a while, you seemed to be feeling not ready to dip in the water yet.” He continued to hold her in his arms.

“Oh, no need to carry me. I am fine, I am not cold, and I can swim now.” She stammered again and she wanted to reprimand herself, so with her wolf, Thella, who seemed to be doing a jumping jack in delight.

Without thinking twice, the Boss put her down in the water but wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. “You think you can still avoid me now?” he murmured as he let his hands slide down her buttocks and pulled her much closer to him.

II

Gerthel gasped some air as her eyes grow wide. She felt his hardening manhood on her stomach as he is much taller than her. “Boss, let us swim,” she whispered with a shaking voice while trying to detach her body from him.

However, instead of letting her go, he lifted her up and cupped her rounded buttocks with his big hands. “Wrapped your legs around my hips, now,” he then murmured in an ordering tone but Gerthel did not move her legs.

“That was your Boss’ order, do it now!” he murmured again as he started kissing her neck.

Gerthel’s breathing became frantic as she tried to think wisely. “Hmm, Boss, let us save the best for last. Please do not take me now, not here, wait for a few more times then I would be the one who will offer myself to you voluntarily and gladly,” she murmured to him while cupping his face and looking at him with such eyes seeking patience and understanding. If she needs to use her charm in this way to persuade him to agree to her request, she will do so, with much more acting.

“Gaddamit. I will be going crazy, woman!” he hissed. The frustration was evident on his face.

Gerthel did not just easily give up. She looked at him, pleadingly, “I beg you, please? Is it not be more exciting if I will gladly surrender to you? Please spare me first today and I promise you, you will not regret it when our first time happens,” she said gently, still cupping his face with her hands, hoping that she could be able to convince him.

He stood there unmoving while his eyes were focused on her. He was looking at her with lust and some other emotions lingering in his eyes, that Gerthel could not comprehend completely. After a while, he sighed and nodded, “Alright, let us just swim now. I will be looking forward to that promise of yours, woman,” he said softly looking at her with squinting eyes. He patted her butt and motioned for her to swim.

Gerthel was able to breathe with relief. “Thank you, Boss. Come on, let us swim,” she said smilingly as she swam away from him. He followed her and after a few minutes, they were already enjoying the water, with the Boss taking some stolen kisses and touches on her, which she could not do anything but accept.

After more than half an hour in the water, Gerthel could feel the wind's coldness overwhelming her whole body already. “Enough for this swim, Boss. Let us dry ourselves now?” she said while she could feel that she was already starting to shiver.

Seeing that, she was getting cold already, the Boss nodded. "Come, let me help you up," he said as he offered his hand. Not thinking anymore, Gerthel took his hand and let him guide her out of the pool.

He then grabbed her white bathrobe from the lounge chair and put it on her. "Go to your room, and get a shower now. Then meet me at the balcony on the second floor, we will have some tea," he said and motioned for her to go.

"Thank you. If you will excuse me now," she said and then walked away from him.

He followed her back with his eyes, with his expression unfathomable. Then he got the big towel he threw on the other lounge chair a while ago and followed Gerthel.