The Architect's Son

The Architect's Son

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"I need you. I mean, I just need you to knock me up!" I said. "Knock you- - - What?" Shock is written all through out his face. "Why? Why do I badly needed to reproduce this instant?" Zach turned his back. "What the hell. Why me?" He asked. I just looked at him. Then it hit me. Why him? "Well, because I know you're not the type to easily get attached? And I'm sure, you won't be interested in anything about me." "Really, huh? How can you be so sure about that-interesting-issue? And, it could possibly affect my career growth." He paused. "Do you really know what you're asking, Ellaine? "I knew exactly what I'm asking. And I promise you, I would never go after you if that's what you're afraid of. This will only take one shot. If I didn't get pregnant, then it's okay. I will not try to barge in here anymore. Please, Zach." "I don't really understand all these shit! Why should you do such- - -" "I told you. I just want to help my friend, Nikki. And I can't afford to lose her baby, just like that." I stopped him mid-sentence. He eyed me. "You're going to sacrifice your life?" Zach snorted. "Just because of her? What about your career?" "Zach, she's my best friend and more than that. She's a sister to me, since forever. So, yes! I'm willing to do a little sacrifice, half of my life, because I know it's worth it. And I love her so much." I didn't notice my tears dripped until I felt the back of his palm across my cheeks. And the next thing I knew, he's kissing me. I didn't know where did I got the urge to kiss him back. All I think is that, I should never let this opportunity go. **AUTHOR'S NOTE••• This story is merely a product of my wide imagination. Any similarities or resemblance of characters and events are purely coincidence. Please do not copy. Plagiarism is a crime. 😊 ••• Photos are not mine. It's credited to the owner. [P.S. English is not my mother tongue, so.. that's why ..' 😬😬 Oh please be noted of some grammatical errors.
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"Zachary." I snickered. He growled playfully as I laughed, dodging his attempt to grab me and took off running in a random direction. I ran with Zac right on my heels, until I turned a corner and ran into a hard chest. I prepared myself for a hard fall, when two muscular arms shot out, wrapping around my waist and crushing my body against theirs. "Hello, beautiful." The person said. I looked up to see a handsome boy, probably around seventeen also. His face looked oddly familiar and while trying to figure out why, I froze. His face was inching closer and closer to mine. I could feel his breath wash over my face as his lips was parted, only inches away from my face, eyes closing slightly, when suddenly a fierce growl shot out through the silence, that had my body tingling. In a flash I was out of the mysterious boy's hold and my hand instantly reached out to steady myself. I looked up to see Zac, pinning the boy by his throat, on a nearby wall. "Keep your filthy hands to yourself, she's MINE!!!!"He growled possessively. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My name is Jessica Matthews, i'm 17 and i'm a werewolf..not only that but the alpha's daughter.My life was perfect, i had an amazing family which consisted of my parents, my older brother Jared and I, I had a wonderful bestfriend, Stacey and, even though he wasn't my mate, a perfect boyfriend, Dylan, or at least i thought so, until one night he does something unforgivable and my mate waltzes in as my knight in shining armor. But what happens when Dylan won't let me go so easily and insists that i'm his. It also does nothing to help the fact that my mate is possessive and won't let anyone have what's his. Follow me on this journey of love, lust, hurt and betrayal...and hopefully...A HAPPILY EVER AFTER!!!

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