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I felt so satisfied having said that to Mr. Chang. That shameless man didn't deserve anything from me or from my mother.

Only now that I'm with Mr. Khill, and he so easily claims me as his daughter? So where has he been all this time?

When my mother was pregnant, when she gave birth, and when she struggled desperately to raise me until now.

Mr. Khill squeezed my tiny fingers, almost crushing them. His strength truly surpassed that of a human, but now I felt so safe and proud with him.

I guess it doesn't matter whether he's human or werewolf. He's able to give me everything I want, my dreams, and my ambitions, and now he's able to protect me. So I guess he's not such a scary figure to me.

Yes, I owe him a lot.

"You heard what Stefani said, right? I think it's pointless for you to come here. Even crawling would still result in the same thing."

His distinctive deep voice, with a suppressed rasp, gave off a very cold and intimidating intonation. I saw Mr. Khill look at me with a faint smile, then he invited me to leave.

Seeing Mr. Chang and his disgusting mistress frozen in place filled me with satisfaction, even though I still felt like this time wasn't quite right.

Mr. Khill and I got into the car, and I swallowed hard to calm my nervousness towards him.

I squeezed my hands together, not even knowing what to say to him.

"Thank you," I said.

My breath caught in my throat, and I couldn't believe how all my fear had spread to this point.

Mr. Khill looked at me, his cold gaze turning warm. Then he took my reddened fingers and kissed them.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked.

I shook my head instinctively.

"No, not at all."

"You're human, even my touch must have hurt you," Mr. Khill said again.

I fell silent.

"I think I hurt you last night too, because your strength is certainly different from that of a werewolf woman."

The words felt like a slap. Was it because I hadn't satisfied him enough last night that made Mr. Khill say that?

"I... I'll do my best tonight," I stammered. "I won't disappoint you, Master." I continued.

Mr. Khill smiled faintly.

"Are you afraid I won't like you?" he guessed.

I swallowed again.

"You don't have to think like that, Stefani. Trust me, you're the strongest woman I've ever slept with."

A matter-of-fact sentence that was enough to silence me.

So, I was one of the women who had... served him?

My hands gripped the dress I was wearing, and for some reason, my heart felt strange.

I smiled wryly at that.

"You don't have to worry, Stefani. They were just distractions when I needed some entertainment, while you..." he paused, pulling my chin up so I could see Mr. Khill's face clearly. My heart was beating wildly; I hadn't expected him to do something like this. "From now on, you'll be my only one. I'll treat you very well as long as you obey the rules I've given you."

"What?" I asked stupidly.

Damn, I shouldn't have asked this, right?

"If you want to remain a top model in the world and achieve your current popularity, you just have to follow my wishes, Stefani. Spread your legs wherever and whenever I want."

I paused for a moment, then I began to nod my head slowly.

Was this the best decision?

Giving my entire life to a werewolf?

Wouldn't I be hurt by him?

Werewolves are terrible monsters, that's what my mother had always told me. But how could I now be ensnared by one?

"You don't need to be afraid of me, Stefani. As long as you obey me, I will remain your complete Mr. Khill."

I smiled awkwardly, and he pressed his lips against mine again, demanding that I satisfy him right then and there.