Chapter 1 First Night

Barenbu City, with cold wind blowing at night, the leaves rustling. Presidential suite of the hotel. In the dimly lit room, the curtains reflected the entangled figures of a man and a woman. "Let go of me..." Eliana Lucian trembled in fear, her body shaking. The man's eyes suddenly became hot, not hiding his evil intentions at all. His hand kept moving downward, covering her chest, and squeezing forcefully. "Ah... it hurts." Eliana screamed in pain as tears rolled down her cheeks, whimpering in agony. Until she was almost suffocated, the man finally let her go, smirking, his dark eyes thick with desire. "So painful, is it your first time?" Eliana trembled with fear, her legs weak, nodding her head vigorously. "Tastes good." The man withdrew his hand, looking at the wetness between his fingers, licked it a few times. "Pervert," Eliana silently cursed in her heart, but still couldn't help feeling ashamed. The man forcefully grabbed her chin, turning her face towards him, as if unsatisfied with just tormenting her, his strong arm wrapped around her waist, pulling forcefully. Eliana screamed loudly, unable to distinguish whether she was in pain or pleasure, begging and shaking violently... In the middle of the night, faintly, there was the sound of "tick-tock." Eliana slowly opened her eyes, finding darkness all around her. She was slightly puzzled, got up, her body aching, reminding her of the madness of last night, stumbling into the bathroom to freshen up. Looking at the scattered kiss marks all over her body, she let the hot water wash over her, scrubbing herself vigorously with the loofah. After the shower, she wrapped herself in a towel and suddenly heard a wolf howl. Eliana was startled, her delicate body trembling, the walls illuminated by the surrounding light, a white fur wolf suddenly appeared in front of her, its green eyes emitting a strange light. Alone, tall and majestic, he approached closer and closer. Her steps involuntarily retreated, her eyes fixed on the silhouette on the wall. It must be an illusion. But wherever she looked, the wolf's figure stood. He seemed almost human, moving slowly, like the end of a horror movie, emerging from the wall. Eliana could clearly sense the chilling aura emanating from the wolf, bone-chilling cold. His mouth opened, terrifying fangs exposed. Tears streamed down Eliana's face, trembling uncontrollably, resignedly closing her eyes, the heat from the wolf's breath sending shivers down her spine. Suddenly, the wolf in front of her changed, his body turning into that of a human. Eliana rubbed her eyes, her jaw dropping. "Nicholom, is it you?" Just four days ago, they had met for the first time. Inside the Bluenight bar. "Eliana, this is thirty thousand. Finish all the drinks on the table, and the money is yours." A man in a flowery shirt, slightly overweight, with yellow teeth and a bald head, threw a stack of money on the table, his eyes full of undisguised greed. Eliana looked at the stack of money, then glanced at the bottles of liquor on the table, her stomach aching. With her family's company bankrupt, her father died of a sudden heart attack, and her mother fell into a coma due to a stroke. For quick money, she had no choice but to sell alcohol at the bar. Once a young lady of the Lucian family, now reduced to being trampled upon by anyone she met. Facing the men around her, she took a deep breath, straightened her back, and clenched her fists: "I'll do it, it's a deal." Eliana gathered her courage, grabbed a bottle, and forcefully poured it into her mouth, the alcohol causing her stomach to churn, almost making her vomit. The men at the table immediately cheered. After finishing a bottle of liquor, Eliana reached out to take the money, but was quickly stopped by the man opposite her. "Don't leave yet, it's just getting started. Follow me, and you'll wear gold and silver in the future!" The man grinned arrogantly, reaching out to grab Eliana's delicate hand. Eliana's body stiffened, her hands subconsciously clutching her clothes, a figure blocking her in front. Her gaze fell on the person in front of her, dressed in a neatly tailored suit, a simple yet elegant shirt underneath. His jawline was sharp and cold, his brows and eyes sharp, his demeanor aloof and unapproachable. The man was now furious, seeing his good fortune interrupted, cursing: "Where did you come from, dare to ruin my good fortune?" Nicholom glanced at him lightly, not saying a word, but his powerful aura and dominant presence made the man instinctively swallow back the words he was about to say, his chubby face trembling with anger. "Disperse, all of you!" At this moment, the manager, who had heard the commotion, came out with a smiling face, bowing to Nicholom and asking, "Mr. Lom, what are you doing here?" "Mr. Lom? Who's Mr. Lom?" The manager's legs went weak, cautiously saying, "Who in Barenbu City dares to call themselves Mr. Lom?" Now, the man finally regained his senses, his face pale, "Mr. L... Mr. Lom, I was blind, forgive me!" Nicholom remained silent, just calmly adjusting his cuff, his eyes cold as iron, his gaze chillingly terrifying. It seemed he was quite dissatisfied. The manager trembled with fear, cautiously suggesting, "Apologize to the lady!" The man then bowed repeatedly to Eliana, "I was wrong, forgive me, please don't hold it against me." Eliana watched his current humble appearance, completely different from before, knowing it was just human nature to seek advantage and avoid harm. She paid no attention, just looked at Nicholom beside her, silently grateful to him. Seeing no one speaking, the man, thinking of Nicholom's methods, suddenly grabbed a bottle of alcohol from the table and drank, "Just now, I was being stupid. Please accept this as my apology." Nicholom glanced at Eliana, then gestured for the man to leave. Eliana opened her mouth, "Thank you for helping me just now." Nicholom turned around, his gaze falling on Eliana, dressed in a milky white long dress, her slightly curly hair cascading down, her fair skin glowing under the lights, exuding a gentle temperament. But with just one glance, he looked away, his expression indifferent, "A small favor." Eliana remembered the unpleasant events of today, preparing to leave when her phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw the caller ID, her voice trembling, tears streaming down her face. Hospital. "Please, save my mother." Eliana weakly waited anxiously in the emergency corridor. The long wait, the pungent smell of disinfectant stinging her nose, the door of the emergency room opened. The nurse pushed someone out. Eliana hurried over, "Doctor, how is my mother?" "The patient has passed the critical period, but there are no signs of awakening. It may take a long time for her to recover. You need to be mentally prepared." The next day. Eliana walked out of the bank gate in frustration, intending to apply for a loan to treat her mother, but the bank refused, citing lack of assets. Just as she was about to cross the street, a Bentley stopped in front of her. She instinctively took a step back, and at that moment, the rear window of the Bentley slowly lowered. "Get in." Nicholom's expressionless voice spit out two words, without even looking at Eliana. "You, you..." Eliana hesitated to get in the car, surprised to meet him again. "Get in, I won't repeat myself." Nicholom's eyes glanced at Eliana, his gaze ambiguous, leaving Eliana unable to discern his emotions. She had no choice but to obey, getting into the car, not daring to get too close to him, her whole body tense. "Are you afraid of me?" Nicholom suddenly leaned closer, a dangerous male aura surrounding Eliana. She became even more panicked, unsure of what to do. Nicholom's lips curled up, seemingly satisfied with Eliana's reaction. Eliana quickly raised her eyes, staring directly into his eyes, trying to catch any hint of information. "Marry me, and I'll help you cover all the expenses for your mother." Nicholom suddenly spoke up, and the atmosphere in the car instantly changed. Eliana was momentarily stunned and confused, thinking she must have misheard. "You, what did you say?" "You didn't hear wrong. I know your situation, I need to get married, it's a mutually beneficial arrangement." Nicholom leaned closer to her lips as he spoke, causing her to almost forget to breathe, unsure if she was scared or tempted. Eliana resisted the discomfort, "Why me?" She didn't believe in love at first sight, and she certainly didn't believe in sudden good fortune. "What qualifications do you have to question me?" Nicholom raised his eyebrows, his tone even colder.