I became the Purchased Wife Of The Lycan Prince

Chapter 69

Logan kissed Hope’s cheek tenderly, their fingers intertwined amidst the soapy bubbles. “Your glow is increasing with each passing day,” he remarked softly.

“Don't lie,” Hope replied with a hint of skepticism. She leaned her head against his shoulder, finding solace in his embrace. Absently, she played with his ring, her thoughts wandering. “We didn’t even have a wedding,” she mused aloud.

Logan heard her words, but he remained silent. Now fully accepting Hope as his wife, he made a silent vow to himself that they would indeed have a wedding, a celebration of their love and commitment to each other.

“ll start working tomorrow as an intern. I’m really excited about it. Since you made me join as your personal assistant, I'll handle all your meetings. That way, Paul will be less burdened with the majority of your work,” Hope explained with enthusiasm.

“Yeah. | have something in mind. | think I'll raise Paul's rank, Logan informed her. He added, “I need to talk to Grandpa about it,” as he gently caressed Hope’s arm.

“What position will he get?” Hope asked, curiosity evident in her voice.

“| think Managing Director of the Moore Industries,” Logan asserted.

“Wow!” Hope exclaimed in surprise, impressed by Logan’s decision.

“He has been with me for a long time, and | think he deserves a raise. He’s excellent at managing work and tasks,” Logan shared with her, his tone reflecting his appreciation for Paul’s dedication.

“That’s a good idea. Definitely, he should get a raise in his position,” Hope agreed wholeheartedly with his decision, recognizing Paul’s hard work and loyalty.

“| need to shower,” Hope said, stepping out of the bathtub and making her way to the shower room. Logan soon joined her there. As she heard the door close behind him, Hope turned to face him, her hands instinctively roaming over his body as the water rinsed the soapy bubbles off their skin.

“You have such an incredible body, Hope. Just looking at your curves makes me hungry for you,” Logan said huskily, his voice thick with desire as he closed the distance between them.

He ran his fingers through her hair, then stopped at her nape, pulling her up to kiss her fervently. As his other hand moved to the faucet, he closed the tap, the sound of the water gradually fading into the background.

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“| think I’m hard again,” Logan whispered against her lips, his desire evident in his husky tone. His lips trailed down to her neck and curves, while his hands remained on her thighs, drawing circles there.

Hope’s back pressed against the shower wall as she continued to let out sweet moans of pleasure. “You still haven’t confessed to me, Logan. I’m dying to hear the three magical words from your mouth... Ahhh...” Her words were interrupted by a cry of ecstasy as Logan nipped her skin, his hand moving to her breast, intensifying her pleasure..

“Soon, | will,” Logan assured her.

“You look ready for me, Logan murmured huskily as his fingers touched her nether region, eliciting a gasp from Hope.

Her mouth formed an ‘O’ as he began pleasuring her, her back arching in response to the sensation. Suddenly, Logan flipped her around, her front body pressed against the cold shower wall.

His lips trailed down her spine, causing her to cry out his name in pleasure. “Y-you- shouldn’t make me wait, Hope managed to say between gasps, feeling his desire building within her.

Their bodies moved in perfect rhythm, their passion igniting as Logan wrapped his strong hand around her throat and tilted her head back. Their mouths met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dueling for dominance as they cried out and groaned in pleasure.

Logan ran the tap again, the sound of water filling the shower as he washed her body thoroughly, and she reciprocated, helping him wash in return. They teased each other playfully, giggling and laughing together under the warm cascade of water.

Finally, after their shower, they stepped out, their bodies feeling refreshed. Logan made her wear the bathrobe and she headed out first, followed by him.

Hope was quick to change into her night clothes and rushed downstairs to help in dinner preparation.

Logan smiled thinking how his life had been changing. His love for Hope was strengthening every day. The only problem left was he was finding it hard to confess to her. The fear of losing had still lingered in his thoughts.

“You've accepted her from the heart. She has undergone the same pain as you. I’m given a chance to live my life once again,” Logan told himself while looking at the

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Anna was unable to understand what had happened to her daughter. “Roaxana, you never went to bed empty stomach. Is everything alright?” she asked with a worried

voice.

“Mom, I’ve eaten my dinner outside,” Roaxana said but even her sound seemed low. “I’m heading to bed. I’m exhausted.” Anna couldn't speak further, but she decided to ask Isaac about it. She wondered if their date didn’t go well, the reason why Roaxana was acting in such a way.

Returning to her bedroom, she called Isaac, who answered her call after a few rings.

“Good evening, Mrs. Anna, Isaac greeted first.

“Good evening. | hope the date went well. Roaxana doesn’t seem happy to me.” Anna didn’t beat around the bush and came to the point.

“Roaxana sounds low? She looked fine when she was with me,” Isaac stated and rose from the chaise. He wondered what could possibly happen with Roaxana that her mother had to call him. “Is she around? Can | talk to her?” He requested.

“Roaxana is in her room. She said she’s heading to bed,” Anna stated.

“Alright. I'll call her. Please don’t worry about her. She is such a brilliant woman. Perhaps she is tired from the work, Isaac stated while trying to calm Roaxana’s mother. Anna felt better talking to him and told him she had faith in him that he would keep his daughter happy.

“Thank you, Mrs. Moore,” Isaac said from the other side. The call was disconnected and he dialed Roaxana’s number right away. She didn’t answer any of his calls. “What has happened to her?” Isaac mumbled and picked his overcoat from the wardrobe. He wore it and drove to the Moore's house to check on Roaxana.

Since everyone had already gone to bed, the house butler told Isaac that he would wake up William and the others.

“No, please, don’t disturb anyone's sleep. I’m here to see Roaxana. Is she awake? Please take me to her room,” Isaac urged. The house butler nodded at him and asked Isaac to follow him upstairs. He knocked on Roaxana’s room’s door, telling her about Isaac’s visit.

Roaxana, who was crying under the sheets, immediately stopped weeping as she heard about Isaac's visit.

“Roaxana, will you open the door or should | barge in using the other way?” Isaac gave

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her the choice. He already had noticed that her room’s lights were on, which indicated she had not slept yet.

“You should leave, Sir. Good night,” Isaac humbly told the house butler. After he left, Isaac focused his attention on Roaxana, who had switched off the lights.

Isaac chuckled and said, “I will break into your room.”

And the door opened, followed by turning on of the lights. He saw Roaxana had worn big black goggles and he felt it was weird. “Why are you here? It’s already late, Roaxana said.

“Your mother was worried and called me. | thought to check on you,” Isaac said and took a step in. However, Roaxana stopped him from entering her room.

“You cannot enter in. It’s late at night and you should leave,” Roaxana asserted while crossing her arms across her chest.

“Did something happen with your eyes?” Isaac asked.

“Yes, an infection,” Roaxana lied.

Isaac chuckled to hear her response. “But, we Lycans are immune to the infections or any sickness,” he pronounced.

“| usually get infection,” Roaxana stated confidently this time.

“| don’t mind looking in your eyes,” Isaac said and attempted to take off the glasses from her eyes, but Roaxana was quick to dodge as she moved back.

“Isaac, we aren’t official yet. You aren’t allowed to come my home. So, please leave,” Roaxana sternly said this time. “I don’t wish others to wake up,” she proclaimed.

Isaac smiled at her. He entered her room and closed it from behind. Roaxana’s eyes widened as he didn’t listen to her.

The next second, the goggles were taken off her eyes and her swollen red eyes were

visible to him.

“Who did this?” Isaac’s jaw tightened as he felt someone was behind those tears.

“No one,” Roaxana answered.

“Speak another lie and I’m going to kill the person who made you cry,” Isaac warned her

this time.

“Don't intervene in my personal matters,” Roaxana said, her eyes welled up in tears. “I’m

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not yet married to you,” she affirmed.

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“You will soon be mine,” Isaac stated as he closed the distance between them and lifted her chin by gripping it. “Was it Ryan?” he then asked, making Roaxana to stop blinking.

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