Mated To Her Enemy: Refusing His Rejection.
uding her relationship with the Golden moon Pack and her educational backgrou
er arms around her knees and curled up. A
fear. "She's dead!" A braver female prisoner ran up to her and put her finger under Eloise's nose. After a while, she felt El
d her, which would drive her crazy
lastic bag in her hand. She kept a few dollars and her ID card in that bag.
wasn't just about the world outside the lob-man prison, she had changed too. Where could she go? She didn't belon
ehind the counter said impatiently. "Eloise," she replied in a hoarse and unpleasant voice. Her voice frightened the beautiful woman who was holding a pen in her hand. The woman almost dropped the pen. "What's wrong with your voice?" she asked Eloise in an unpleasant tone. After three years of terrible prison life, Eloise learned to be obedient. Although the woman asked so abruptly, she still managed to answer in a
o work as a cleaner." However, Eloise calmly said, "I'd love to be an escort girl if I'm qualified. But I know what I look like. At least, I can still do some cleaning work." She thought, "I was sent to prison as a murderer. Now I'm released, and dignity means nothing to me anymore."Eloise laughed at herself inwardly. The beautiful woman was surprised and looked Eloise up and down again. She returned to her desk, picked up the pen, and filled out the form. "You're hired." She paused for a moment. Then, she looked up and warned Eloise, "Do you know why I made an exception and hired you?" The woman didn't expect a response from Eloise and continued, "Eloise, I agree with you. Accept your fate and d
d by other employees. The imprisoned werewolves told her that everything she had suffered was ordered by Alpha
torture, and insults tamed her. Eloise's wolf was weakening, and the connection between them was w
there was no wolf aura about her. Without a wolf, she was no longer a
was always quiet and would do as she was told. She wouldn't talk back even if others bullied her. Every person in Club Scarlet Heart knew this. If someone was in a bad mood, they would bully Eloise to vent. So, Eloise agreed without trying to defend herself. Her appearance made the waitress look down on her even more. Eloise lowered her gaze and followed the waitress into the elevator, but was suddenly push
ator silently. When the elevator door clos
heir relative spaciousness, the decoration was simple. The
man was hugging a curvy woman; they were hugging each other
ightly. Eloise had worked at Club Scarlet Heart for a few months, and she was clear about the meaning of the situation. She could see the woman's back, as well as the man's profil