Chasing Ambition in Bay City

Chapter One

As night fell, the cold moon hung high in the sky. The bright moonlight fell on the ancient castle on the edge of the city, casting a mysterious silver veil around it. Emily stood on the balcony, looking at the forest in the distance, and felt a chill rising from the bottom of her heart. Since moving to this castle, her life has become bizarre and mysterious.
The cold wind in October swept across her bare shoulders, bringing a shudder. Emily subconsciously wrapped her woolen shawl tightly around her, but she couldn't feel any warmth. This castle seems to be always cold, just like its mysterious owner Lucas Black, exuding an inaccessible atmosphere.
"Miss Emily," suddenly, a low voice sounded behind her, "You'll catch a cold if you're still outside so late."
She turned around and saw Lucas standing at the balcony door. The moonlight outlined his tall figure. He was wearing a dark silk shirt, and the collar vaguely revealed his strong chest. The amber eyes flickered strangely in the darkness, as if they could see through her soul.
"Mr. Black," Emily whispered, trying to hide the trembling in her voice, "I'm just admiring the moonlight."
Lucas took a step forward, but suddenly stopped. Emily noticed that his body stiffened instantly, and his nostrils fluttered slightly, as if he was sniffing something. His expression became solemn, and a glimmer of wildness flashed in his eyes, but was quickly suppressed.
"Please go in," his voice was hoarser than usual, "It's not safe here."
Just then, a cold night breeze swept across the balcony, bringing a faint smell of rust. Emily saw that Lucas's fingers were almost pinched into the stone railing, and his knuckles were white. She couldn't help but take a step back, her heartbeat accelerated.
"I thought this castle was the safest place," she whispered, "after all, you are here."
Lucas let out an almost inaudible growl, "Some danger, Miss Emily, is much closer than you think." His eyes looked unusually sharp in the moonlight, "especially on a full moon night."
Suddenly, a wolf howl came from the distant forest, shrill and long. Emily was surprised to find that Lucas' pupils shrank in an instant and turned into vertical pupils like a beast, but the fleeting change made her wonder if it was just an illusion caused by the moonlight.
Just then, a cold breath passed by her from behind, accompanied by a chuckle. Emily turned around and saw only a dark shadow flashing in the corner of the balcony. When she looked back again, Lucas had come to her side, with a hand gently on her shoulder.
"I'll take you back to your room," he said, with an unquestionable commanding tone in his voice. Emily noticed that his palms were surprisingly hot, in sharp contrast to the chill of the castle.
Walking in the dark corridor of the castle, Emily could feel Lucas' presence, he walked behind her like a silent guardian. Moonlight poured in through the Gothic stained glass windows, casting mottled shadows on the floor.
"Good night, Miss Emily," Lucas whispered in front of her door, "Remember, no matter what sound you hear, don't leave the room tonight."
"Why?" Emily asked subconsciously.
Lucas was silent for a moment, his eyes looked deep and dangerous in the moonlight, "Because the moonlight tonight is too beautiful, it will always wake up something that shouldn't wake up."
When the door closed behind her, Emily leaned against the door, her heartbeat still alarmingly fast. She could hear Lucas's footsteps gradually fading away, but she seemed to hear the sound of wings flapping outside the window. She walked to the window and looked out through the glass.
In the moonlit courtyard, she saw a figure standing by the fountain. The man looked up at her window, and the moonlight illuminated his pale marble face - it was Draco, with a mysterious smile on his lips and a dangerous light in his eyes. When Emily blinked, his figure had disappeared, as if he had never appeared. Emily lay trembling on the bed, listening to the wolf howling outside the window. She knew that she had fallen into a world full of dangers, and this was just the beginning. On this moonlit night, her fate was closely linked to two mysterious and dangerous beings, and there was no turning back.

Chapter Two

In the dead of night, Emily lay in bed, the faces of Lucas and Draco appeared in her mind. She could not resist the deep attraction, but she also knew that she was caught in a dangerous vortex. She knew that the confrontation between the two men was a life-and-death hostility, and she was just a pawn in their war. A corner of her heart reminded her to escape, but the deeper desire pulled her to stay in this mysterious castle, looking forward to the unknown encounter.

        Just as she was about to fall asleep, a slight knock on the window interrupted the silence. Emily opened her eyes, and the moonlight poured into the room through the curtains, making the corners of the room particularly dark. She sat up subconsciously, trembling slightly and walked to the window. When she opened the curtains, a figure was standing in front of her, cold and elegant.

        It was Draco.

        "Sorry, I scared you, Emily." His low voice was frivolous and indifferent, as if every word revealed his unfathomable darkness. His eyes were like two flames in the abyss, locking onto her with an irresistible force.

        "How... are you here?" Emily's heartbeat quickened, and her hands unconsciously clenched a corner of the curtain. She knew she should be scared at this moment, but Draco's unique charm made it hard for her to resist.

        Draco did not answer her question, but slowly approached, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "You know why I'm here, Emily. You've never really been afraid of me, right?"

        The moment he approached, she smelled the cold breath on him, as if it came from the night a thousand years ago. Her breathing gradually became rapid, but she did not retreat, but was locked by his eyes, as if her soul was also attracted to him.

        "Draco... we can't do this." Her voice was weak, but she did not retreat at all, as if even she herself was struggling with contradictions.

        "You don't belong here at all, Emily. Staying here will only put you in deeper danger." Draco gently lifted her chin, with a smile on the corner of his cold mouth, that smile was both gentle and dangerous, "But if you want to know the real darkness, then come. I will take you to see everything."

        At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Lucas' figure appeared at the door like a shadow. His face was gloomy, and his eyes were burning with anger. It was his possessiveness and anger that he could not hide. He walked towards Draco step by step, his hands clenched, his muscles tensed, as if he was going to pounce on and tear the enemy in front of him in the next second.

        "Draco, let her go." Lucas' voice was low and threatening, like an enraged beast. It was the first time Emily saw him so out of control, his eyes were like a ball of unextinguishable fire, revealing uncontrollable anger and possessiveness.

        Draco smiled slightly, released Emily's chin, and looked at Lucas provocatively. "Don't you understand yet? She doesn't belong to you. The savagery of the wolf tribe is nothing but a bondage to her, and I can give her true freedom."

        "The 'freedom' you mentioned will only make her fall into darkness. You don't understand what true protection is." Lucas sneered, his eyes as sharp as an eagle. He slowly stepped forward, blocked Emily, and protected her behind him. That was his attitude as the wolf king, firm and unshakable.

        Emily was sandwiched between the two, feeling her heartbeat speed up, as if breathing became difficult. These two completely different forces intertwined and collided in front of her, making it impossible for her to decide which side to choose.

        Draco raised the corners of his mouth and slowly took a step back, his eyes still on Emily. "Emily, one day you will find that he can't satisfy the desire in your heart. And I am your true home."

        As soon as the voice fell, Draco's figure disappeared into the night, as if he had never appeared.

        Lucas looked at the empty room, his fists gradually loosened, but the anger and worry in his eyes remained. He turned around and looked at Emily softly, but his eyes still flashed with contradictions and forbearance.

        "Are you okay?" He asked in a low voice, with a trace of undisguised concern in his voice.

        Emily nodded, but her heart was in turmoil and it was difficult to calm down. She knew that she had fallen too deep. She could not let go of these two men easily, nor could she easily resist them. A complex emotion surged in her heart, which was a dangerous and fatal attraction.

        "Lucas, I..." She wanted to say something, but lost her words when she met his eyes.

        "Don't get close to him." Lucas' voice was low, with a hint of pleading and warning, "I know you feel confused, but Draco is not what you think. He will only drag you into the darkness, and I won't let him hurt you."

        Emily just looked at him silently, and a touch of uncertainty gradually rose in her heart. She knew that this was not just a war, but a contest of feelings and desires. In this dangerous triangle relationship, she has gone too far and can never turn back.

Chapter Three

Emily stayed awake all night. The wind outside the window blew through the woods, making a low moan, as if the whole castle was whispering in her ear. She curled up in bed, recalling Draco's cold smile and Lucas's deep eyes. Two completely different attractions stirred in her heart, making her lost on the edge of danger and desire.

        When the sky was slightly bright, she made a decision. She had to figure out what she wanted, the wildness and protection of the wolf tribe, or the mystery and temptation of the vampire. She got up and walked out of the room, walked through the deserted corridor, and came to the door of Lucas's study.

        The door of the study was slightly open, and a whisper came from inside. Emily stood outside the door and pricked up her ears to listen.

        "She is innocent, Lucas." A low and gentle female voice came from Lucas's sister, Leila. Emily had heard rumors about her. Leila was the wisest prophet in the wolf tribe and could always see fragments of the future.

        "I know, Leila." Lucas' voice was hoarse, as if he had struggled all night, "but I can't control myself, I can't suppress my desire for her. I'm afraid that if she stays with me, she will only be swallowed by my darkness."

        Emily's heart trembled, and she raised her hand to push open the door.

        "Lucas." Her voice was abrupt and firm in the silent room.

        The two turned around and saw her standing at the door with a hint of determination in her eyes. She walked slowly towards Lucas, looked up at him, with a hint of determination and inquiry in her eyes.

        "I know you protect me, but I'm not a fragile child." Her voice was calm and firm, "I need to know the truth. Why are you always so hesitant? And why is Draco so persistent in approaching me?"

        Lucas' expression froze for a moment, his eyes wandering on her face, as if he was weighing whether to tell her everything. Finally, he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

        "Emily, the fate of our werewolves is usually determined at birth. The wolf tribe has a unique ability to perceive its partner. When we find that person, we will feel an attraction that cannot be ignored... and you are my destined partner." Lucas spoke in a low voice, with pain and desire flashing in his eyes.

        Emily's heartbeat accelerated, and thousands of emotions surged in her mind, both shocked and confused. She never thought that she would become his destined partner, and his possessiveness and protectiveness of her turned out to come from this ancient bond.

        She asked softly: "What about Draco? Why is he so obsessed with me?"

        Lucas's eyes became more gloomy, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes. "Draco's tribe never believed in fate. They prefer to dominate their own future. And he believes that as long as he possesses you, he can destroy me and the traditional beliefs of the wolf tribe. So, he is not sincere to you, but to weaken my power."

        Emily's heart suddenly tightened, and a hint of anger and loss surged in her eyes. However, she also felt a little unwilling, as if she was just a tool in this struggle, being fought over and torn by the two, and she had no right to control herself.

        "So, Lucas, are you sincere? Is it just fate for me?" There was a hint of disappointment in her voice, and her eyes became cold.

        Lucas was stunned, as if he was hurt by her question. He was silent for a moment before speaking: "Emily, I can't deny the existence of fate, but I can't ignore my feelings for you." He gently held her hand, his eyes full of affection and desire, "Whether it is fate or something else, I am willing to give up everything for you."

        Just then, a slight sound came from outside the window. Emily turned back suddenly and saw a pair of dark red eyes flashing outside the window, like a flame in the dark, and the familiar cold breath startled her heart.

        It was Draco.

        He stood outside the window, sneering at them, as if everything was under his control. He knocked on the window lightly, his voice cold and full of provocation: "I don't think it's possible to talk about 'betraying' everything here, Lucas. You can't protect her because she will eventually come to me."

        Lucas' eyes immediately became cold and dangerous. He stood in front of Emily, glared at Draco outside the window, and growled in a low voice: "Stay away from her, Draco. You can't force her to choose darkness."

        Draco smiled slightly, his eyes full of evil confidence. He raised his eyebrows at Emily, as if everything was under his control. "Dear Emily, you will find that the bright world cannot satisfy your desire. And darkness - is your destination." After he finished speaking, his figure instantly disappeared into the night.

        The room returned to silence, but the air was filled with tension and uneasiness. Emily looked at the empty darkness outside the window, feeling both fear and desire in her heart. She could no longer deny Draco's attraction to her, and the danger and mystery made her heart beat faster.

        Lucas noticed her hesitation, and a trace of pain and uneasiness flashed in his eyes. He gently held her hand and whispered, "Emily, don't get close to him. His darkness will devour you and make you lost in the endless night."

        She didn't respond, but just looked at him silently, her heart full of complicated emotions. She knew that she could no longer simply withdraw from the two of them. Her fate had been drawn into an uncontrollable vortex, and the only thing she could do was to follow her heart and touch the unknown darkness.

Chapter Four

As autumn deepened, the forest surrounding the castle donned a cloak of gold and crimson. Yet Emily felt none of the season's warmth. Since that night's revelation, her mind had been in constant turmoil, with Lucas's truth and Draco's temptation intertwining like two serpents in her thoughts, leaving her breathless.

        That evening, Emily found herself alone in the castle's library, searching through ancient tomes for any mention of werewolves and vampires. As she focused on a yellowed manuscript, the air suddenly turned cold. Looking up, she found Draco standing across from her, his appearance as silent as shadow.

        "Seeking truth, my dear Emily?" Draco leaned elegantly against the bookshelf, wearing a deep purple silk shirt that made his skin appear even paler. "But you know, written accounts are often one-sided."

        Emily instinctively stepped back. "Why do you always appear like this? It's unsettling."

        Draco chuckled softly, moving toward her with fluid grace. "Because I enjoy seeing you startled. It makes you even more enticing." His fingers traced her cheek, the cold touch making her shiver. "Lucas told you I'm merely using you, but did he mention that his fate is actually a chain binding him?"

        Emily froze. "What do you mean?"

        "The werewolves' so-called destined mates are nothing but constraints in their bloodline," Draco's voice carried a hypnotic power. "They're forced to love someone, forced to protect them. Isn't that tragic? While I..." his gaze deepened, "I choose you because I'm truly drawn to you."

        A low growl suddenly echoed from the doorway. Lucas stood there, his eyes now golden, filled with rage. "Step away from her, Draco!" His voice carried an unmistakable threat.

        Instead of retreating, Draco pulled Emily closer. "Why so angry, Lucas? Is it because I spoke the truth, or because you fear she might choose me?"

        The tension in the air grew thick enough to cut. Emily could feel the energy between the two men threatening to tear the room apart. Lucas's body trembled as he fought to control the beast within.

        "Enough!" Emily suddenly shouted, "What am I to both of you? Some trophy to be won?" Her voice carried both anger and hurt.

        Both men froze. Pain flashed across Lucas's eyes, while Draco's expression turned contemplative.

        Emily pushed away from Draco and walked toward the door, but paused beside Lucas. "You say I'm your destiny, but have you considered my feelings?" Her voice was soft but accusatory. "And you, Draco, if you truly cared for me, you wouldn't use me as a weapon against him."

        She hurried from the library, and only when she reached the corridor did her tears finally fall. She didn't know whom to trust - Lucas, chosen by fate, or Draco, who chose her himself? More importantly, she began to question whether she truly understood her own heart.

        As night fell, Emily stood on her balcony. Wolves howled in the distant forest, while somewhere in the castle, she thought she heard the flutter of bat wings. Everything reminded her that she stood at the crossroads between two worlds, and she had to make a choice.

        Then she noticed items on the balcony railing: a rose as black as night with a blood-red sheen - Draco's mark. Beside it lay a wolf fang necklace, a werewolf protection charm, obviously left by Lucas.

        Emily gently touched both items, her internal conflict growing stronger. She knew that choosing either would alter her destiny forever. But more importantly, she needed to understand what her heart truly desired.

        As moonlight bathed the castle grounds, Emily realized that her decision wouldn't just be about choosing between two men - it was about choosing what kind of life she wanted, and more importantly, who she wanted to become.

Chapter Five

The following days in the castle were filled with an unbearable tension. Emily found herself constantly caught between shadows and silence, between warmth and cold. Every corner seemed to hold either Lucas's protective presence or Draco's seductive whispers. The weight of their attention was becoming increasingly suffocating.

        One particularly cold morning, Emily discovered a mysterious leather-bound book in the library's restricted section. Its pages contained ancient prophecies about the eternal conflict between werewolves and vampires. As she read, her hands trembling, she found something that made her blood run cold.

        'When the moon bleeds red and the night grows teeth, a choice will be made that breaks the ancient cycle. A mortal's heart shall tip the balance, bringing either eternal darkness or salvation to both races.'

        "Interesting reading material," Leila's voice suddenly came from behind. Lucas's sister moved like a ghost, her silver eyes holding centuries of wisdom. "I've been waiting for you to find this."

        Emily closed the book carefully. "Is this... about me?"

        Leila's expression remained enigmatic. "The prophecy speaks of a mortal who stands between our worlds. But prophecies, dear Emily, are like rivers - they show the destination, but the path taken is always your choice."

        "What happens if I choose wrong?" Emily's voice wavered.

        "There is no wrong choice, only consequences," Leila replied, her voice gentle but firm. "But I must warn you - the blood moon approaches, and with it, a moment of truth that will change everything."

        Before Emily could ask more questions, a commotion erupted from the castle grounds. They rushed to the window to see Lucas and Draco facing each other in the courtyard, their postures tense with barely contained violence.

        "You've crossed the line, Draco," Lucas's voice carried up to them, filled with fury. "You dare to mark our territory?"

        Draco's laugh was cold and mocking. "Territory? This stopped being about territory the moment she arrived. Or are you afraid she's already choosing me?"

        Emily watched in horror as Lucas's form began to shift, his muscles rippling beneath his clothes. The morning sun caught his golden eyes, now burning with primal rage. Draco's own transformation was more subtle - his pale skin taking on an otherworldly sheen, his movements becoming impossibly fluid.

        "Stop!" Emily's voice rang out across the courtyard. Both men froze, their attention snapping to her window. "This has to end!"

        She turned to rush downstairs, but Leila caught her arm. "Be careful, Emily. The blood moon is three days away. Under its light, both races lose control of their darker natures. And you..." she paused meaningfully, "you will be at your most vulnerable."

        When Emily reached the courtyard, the tension was thick enough to choke on. Lucas immediately moved to her side, his protective instinct evident in every motion. But it was Draco who spoke first.

        "My apologies for the disturbance, dear Emily," his voice was silk over steel. "But perhaps it's time you understood the full scope of what you're involved in." He pulled an ancient medallion from his coat. "This belongs to your grandmother. She wasn't just any woman - she was a guardian, keeper of the balance between our races."

        Emily's world tilted. "My grandmother? But she died when I was young..."

        "She was murdered," Lucas cut in, his voice heavy with old pain. "By those who wanted to destroy the peace between our kinds. And now, as her descendant, you inherit her role - and her enemies."

        The revelation hit Emily like a physical blow. Suddenly, everything made more sense - the mysterious circumstances that led her to the castle, both men's intense interest in her, the prophecy. She wasn't just caught between two supernatural beings; she was part of an ancient legacy.

        "The blood moon comes," Draco said softly, his eyes locked on Emily. "And with it, powers long dormant will awaken. You'll need to choose not just between us, Emily, but between two paths for both our races."

        As if in response to his words, clouds gathered overhead, casting strange shadows across the courtyard. Emily felt something stir within her, something old and powerful, like a sleeping giant finally beginning to wake.

        Lucas moved closer, his warmth a stark contrast to the chill air. "Whatever you choose, Emily, know that my protection isn't just about fate or duty anymore. It's about-"

        But before he could finish, a piercing scream cut through the air. All three turned to see Leila collapsed at the castle entrance, her silver eyes wide with terror as she pointed at the sky.

        "It's coming," she gasped. "The blood moon... it's coming early. And with it, they're returning - the ones who killed your grandmother. They're coming for Emily."

        In that moment, as Emily looked between Lucas and Draco, she realized that her choice might not be about love at all - it might be about survival.

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He took out the keys of his BMW 5 series from his pants pocket, and the headlights of the black BMW 530 parked next to him suddenly lit up.
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A look of panic spreads across Liam's face and he slides down unconsciously, as if the co-pilot has suddenly lost someone.
As the Maybach drove by, Ethan felt that today's encounter was too bizarre, and his sunny image was ruined.
Pulling out of the underground garage and onto the street, Liam asked seriously, "Ethan, Sophia didn't do anything to you, did she?"

"Asked for a name, guess I'm transferring to the backwoods tomorrow."
Liam Johnson frowned, "Ethan, it's all my fault. As a token of my apology, I'll go back tonight and give you the fifty tons of seed I've been holding onto for years."
"How very brotherly."
LiLadm ,consXolreGd, "'I've pZutp Cyour tYhfrotugFha aA QlLoBtR,z soP ixfH &y^ocu'Ure pgoi.ngÉ tob Uthe ibaKckéwqoodwsj,! Uyou'lhl éh^aAve, Lto. wbwe KmehntaAlllCy vreTamssuGre!dJ."
Ethan Harper sighed helplessly, "......"
He had planned to go to an internet cafe to jerk off, but now he didn't feel like it.
Southgate Apartments in Bay City belongs to the second tier of neighborhoods, the price is not as expensive as the top neighborhoods, but it is still 80,000 to 90,000 a square foot.
"Ethans, I'ÉlAl gTo vbac$k gfBirsótU,D I,'lvlT tFrfeat ygonu ht(ou aI laItze xnig$ht Qsnacks.A"l
"Tomorrow."
"MD, if you get sent out Ethan, I'm coming with you." Liam patted his chest, proudly, thinking he'd just lose weight.
Ethan Harper rolled his eyes, "Don't play dumb, your dad went through a lot of trouble to get you in here, and if you mess with it, I'll cut your meat off."
"EMtdhAaun,h Zyou'hrreA a rgDoo!d muacnj."
"Fuck off." Ethan turned the car keys and walked into the next elevator, while Liam entered the other side.
The two had lived in the neighborhood for a couple of years now, having met through a mutual interest on the basketball court.
Pressing the combination lock and opening the door, the car keys were sitting next to the shoe cabinet, "I'm home."
Ad ymanP wwniRtFh ra couPntrFyL hfmaceZ sand aH buésÉhy cZheekfsH sai*tésB on !thIe VcFovucNhp bwra*trchiings ntChe ÉfCinancrialI _news, E^thxadnx'Ds (f(aJtLherZ, RMiPc(h_aLrd rHBarLpnerH,H AanÉdz téhen be,aJu'tyiSfóul womaFn^ c!oSoking* in tGhe kiOtFchen isI hics mowtjher,b GLbikngdav HarpeXrA.z
"Dodo, go wash your hands for dinner, there's good news later." Linda exclaimed excitedly from the kitchen.
Ethan wanted to tell them that I had just messed with the general manager of the group.
The three dishes and one soup on the table were very standard, Richard sat down and asked, "I heard that the new leader of your company is here, how is it going?"
WelQl, *whBatY caYnq DI sfaRy?r YOoYur fsoÉni moul*estted^ héeBri aBndO l^oMsbtf bhimselsfr.
Linda tsked, and took out her cell phone, "What's the point of talking about work over dinner? Dodo, mom prayed for your marriage this morning, saying that you've been having a bad luck with people lately, and then in the afternoon your Aunt Strong called, and there's a 98 year old girl with a bachelor's degree and a height of 165 centimeters working for a foreign company, and look at the picture."
Ethan took a look, yo, feel good, melon face, big eyes, smile is very sweet, simply and Sophia contrast.
"Not bad." Ethan nodded secretly.
"JI FknePw y'ouH'd, BliSkye uirt,l tsqoj vIf majde ab UdaYteP tou VmseOektu tUoBmo_rrRowk cnÉigbhtV Sfor RdiPnKnbewr.",
Richard said in all seriousness, "Whitey, take advantage of the opportunity, your mom wants grandchildren."
"Don't worry, I'm Ethan Harper, there's nothing I can't handle."
"You're just bluffing. Bring home a girl if you can." Richard said, "I don't think he's going to be able to take a girl home to see her.
Linda phut 'aVwTay h*erj ceQll phFonde,N smerv)eId )Etkhéanl ÉtThe sewaawleed Éaind 'emggX soupf, andk s^mFilecd prwoquFdlyf, L"TóotdWagyQ at the Zmvabrrina(ge Ntemplle, tJhelre Dwer(e a$ loSt$ ,obfM ÉphaBrgeCntxsp psjeezkisngL XmarrmiBageó,n aMnLdm wheBnT MthdeUyc helardb étMhant my RsYonN woGrkVs) mf$oér tlhe GraNhavm Grqo$upp,u wtiheyk weWre all eóag.e,r, étoh ble 'intrWodSucWedÉ.C"
Ethan couldn't help but roll his eyes, if he had confessed, his mom would have lifted the table.
Don't look at Linda's gentle and virtuous demeanor, but even Dad can't stop her when she gets mad, so we have to be careful not to tell Linda when she's happy.
After dinner, the family was sitting on the sofa eating fruit when Sophia Graham suddenly appeared on the TV news.
"_T^odRaPyP, dGwrnahCaqm xGrdoupN (inh Ba&y Cityq BurWancMhN AStHuacrtc gFegnveWraDlf VmkaHnja^gexr* a&pypearged iqnF vBaWy CiBtyI, let* mjanwy^ Mp^eiovpfley FdXid not ePxBpLec'tO, Abbuut la' xyouXng CanGd Tb.eua(utKivféulj lgatdyF,O CGPrkaIhwaXm,Y ynou ha$rAez sOoK yoxuynrg t,oH taéke Ioin thUiÉsK qimpBorTtaCnRt tqaYsky, éwWilmlf nYowtd lbec Yundder Fpr$eIs*sure, wGrsa)hWabm^ $genGeZrral.I..Y ..V. x.j.z.pnleIaUsPe ,sIa,y Ta) éfxe.w( 'woUrvds.ó"U
Sophia on the TV didn't give a damn, her face as beautiful as it had been in the elevator, with a touch of coldness.
"DuoDuo, this is the president of your group, she's so beautiful, it would be a great honor to have her as a daughter-in-law." Linda sighed as she peeled an orange.
Ethan's mouth watered, your "future daughter-in-law" is going to be wearing shoes for me tomorrow, but this kind of cool type is not his cup of tea.
RJihcZhharadC kspiuppyedq PhCis^ goji teSa VaynYd! Xsba$ild,H z"FI ódonP'tD btrhLinkv JskoO.V"i
"Yeah."
Ethan rolled his eyes, "Do you guys criticize your son like this, I wonder if he was picked up from the garbage.
"I'm going to play a game." After saying that, Ethan got up and walked into his room, locking the door behind him, as if he was going to do something unseemly.
WzoIrkZ durainqg the dayz, play gvameKs aht ynCiTgh,tA,r Ngoh otutM Ctwo play ojn kwue*ewkqeVnd$s,D aAn!dZ tuhecnd gjejt )mtarried raKnBdx wha&ve cphRiOladJrBen,A téh,iós iÉs (tGh,eJ l_ifge tphatG Evthakni p_laénnWed fqo^r BhiZmaseBlfn, w,irtDhoQuKta kacnLy gra,ndd .aCm*b^it,ioxns,k ToynlGyN ap GsimjphlMe anQdr umngadJoLrnOeBdK lifeK.b
Taking a shower, lying on the bed, Ethan decided to take one step at a time.
He'd lost himself to a high horse.
Thinking about it, Ethan fell into a deep sleep, and dreamed that the cold Sophia called four bodyguards to beat him up, and then he fought back and asked for a few million dollars on the ground before getting up.
I doR gnSots know Ghow nlong$ xIX sldepQtó, KEGtjhwan ÉwFaVsh Faww*akesneZd, bÉy ntvh*ec Murg'eS tOo uriCnaWt)ed, )cRornéfIuseRdH, ,wSawlRkZeMd oQut oNf bed^ StyoM Otyhe batShrroóovm, Hliftged Qtqhe* NliadC éof AtHhe toTiClkeGtH,' JyaLwgnyedf.(
However, the familiar sound of peeing didn't sound, but instead a hot stream came from between his legs.
I was puzzled to see where the familiar big guy had gone.
As she became more and more conscious, Ethan let out a terrifying scream, and sat down on the floor in a daze.
TVhis muNs(tl b,es a CdGrcea^mA,I théis UmsuMst abme ak dr^eMam.C
Ethan slapped his cheeks, and the more he slapped them, the more awake he became, he was actually a woman!
No!!!
After half an hour of stabilization, Ethan had to accept the weird fact that his consciousness was inside a woman's body.
Mom KsaÉiVdl sheR *hgasdj peXacSh óblosósomb PlcuNc(k rKeTc^entjlyJ,b gbkuta sDh!e *didón'it skay bsheP was goLisngm étDo' MbeIcoHme SaO BpeÉach_ vblóoTssCofml..
He stood up and walked to the sink, looking at himself in the mirror.
"Damn!" Ethan exclaimed, this familiar stunning face, this is not Sophia.
Oh my god, he actually became the general manager of the Graham Group, Sophia Graham, really devastated!
FrIozHeW dfPoCr qhaÉlcf& aj dIaFy,C aEAthhRanD p_inchehd Xhiks YckheKemksM,s atkevndUe!rx, aKnbdI Tp!inchseOd hqims *nosel,& ^itt seÉe$ms ót*o dbe *tArUuen,_ PnaRtur!ahlv fgacef Ndhox n&ot _know ^iNf ,thwe rmeMstT ofi thOe qplfatceC ,is a*lsxoJ HnCatSuramlm.i
Better take a shower first, this is embarrassing.
So the question was, should I take a shower in my pink pajamas, or should I take them off?
I, Ethan Harper, am not one to take advantage, so I chose to wash with my eyes closed. I didn't realize how smooth my skin was... Oops, sorry, I touched the wrong place with my eyes closed.
HtalCfN a méiTnute Tl&ater,R wCrapTpeJdB MupN JiwnD HaN bagtYhr)ogbDeD, Edth_aDn t,urned fo'nh t_he bedSr!ororm (litghGtsN,h Iy kdwid nsodta rje&amlizSeW YthUat th)eZ Ccbolvd SdoLpphiat's bedroo^mó Jizs IaQctXual.lhyL TpXinuk,h anpdJ $big gdBoll^sw, thiGs ziBsh _siCmwpAlPy thhe( Rs.uTrfaJce of th(ek kcQoOlKdé insWidxeL ptJhbeq WhiteI Pg&iÉrcly Éa$hQ.B

The layout of the bedroom was surprisingly similar to Ethan Harper's, but Sophia Graham's was much larger, and Ethan looked down and saw that it was indeed much more spacious.
On the other side, Ethan's home.
Sophia was frozen in the bathroom, staring blankly at herself in the mirror for ten minutes, wondering how she'd become the man in the elevator.
Fjiér*sRtf Lday as qa NgeinerpaDl m$anMaqgern,a thhewrve arReT éstill Can YlBott of tahing)s to Sdo Bin thheg next ,fe$w Jdays, mhoZwg cmoul,d ésuchr laN rAiLdQivcuBlXolusr thXiHnAgw !h&a)pQpIenf?K
Sophia is not the kind of woman who only screams, she tried to calm herself down. She tried to calm herself down, but the urge to pee hit her, and her face became a little embarrassed, and she finally chose to sit on the toilet to solve the problem.
Coming out of the bathroom, she looked around Ethan's room, there were some anime posters hanging on the wall, such as Shinigami, Naruto, and King of Thieves, there were clothes on the chair next to him, and the ashtray on the computer desk was full of cigarette butts, and the pungent smell of cigarettes was in the air.
True to the man's taste, the thought of Ethan Harper in her own body instantly weighed heavily on Sophia's mind.
ShFe! hKabdR tzoR gÉoB bXawck amn)da vfmiUn&d "hYersedlf".
She dressed casually, stepped out of the bedroom, and saw Linda Harper cooking.
"Ethan, you're up so early today, are you too excited about your blind date tonight to sleep?" Linda gripped the spatula, turned back, and saw her son's dumbfounded face.
Sophia froze for a moment.
"HIZ'mf goGindg tÉo FworSkh.R" éSkhe s&aqiKdY awnd Lwalkeqd strfayiLght ctHor )the. Rdolor )toó chaGnge Yhxer) RshoesT, Hgruaébób(iwngi óhLedrX PcarN Gke^ysH roff thez sbhoFe BcqabkinQet.
Linda came over with a puzzled look on her face and asked, "Ethan, aren't you having breakfast?"
"No." Sophia replied coldly, then pushed open the door and left, leaving a puzzled Linda behind.
"What's the matter with the kid today, over-excited?"
C,omRi,nfgk tko* tche parkning' l'ot, vSQo*puhéiAa TtYookl EthanF'ósq vcarz and dfrYoHvek usPtFraimg,hht tÉoÉ UhSerf UhXouHskeP.g
Liam Johnson had just woken up and was standing on his balcony, enjoying his self-proclaimed "air diet". However, when he saw Ethan driving his car out of the neighborhood, he froze, Yu did not wait for him today, bad ...... angry.
Harvest One, this is Bay City really rich area, each villa starting price is hundreds of millions.
At this time, Ethan is in front of the mirror to carefully measure, mouth muttering to himself: "Sophia's height is about one meter seven, her legs simply accounted for a large part, really the best of the best, even the models do not have her style."
Toda'y suhÉe Mwas Nweharin,g aY shNarÉp bloWudswe_ gwithP the dh,esm tUuckk'edM iOntuor a. shortu 'sknirutx tqhaJtn Qf,rÉam,edR zhrer) vfijgure, anAd Ya Cp)aiérm hof 'braInd wnesw flWesh-c'ojlBoprÉed stIocwkzingOs tVhat VweUrOe stTunWninvgC.
Thinking about the time when I performed at the university, I had also been a big girl in costume, and now it seemed that I hadn't wasted my time.
Ethan looked in the mirror and made a cold and contemptuous expression, and secretly said, "This look is really on point.
At this moment, a bell rang.
EKtÉhayni ffrpowneid a!nd walkeXdD UoHut soJf tMhe TbpedCroom,B th^eI tsou!nd caYmeb wfrHoYm) tQhe. nliMvRiKngq room) Loan the fiCrst Afloonré.
She realized that Sophia lived in a luxury villa, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, she could see the garden and the swimming pool, such a big place, but she was the only one, the rich people really know how to enjoy.
Coming to the door, she picked up the phone, "Hello?"
"Sister Graham White, this is the doorman, there is a Mr. Harper who claims to be a friend of yours and wants to see you."
Etihan (froKze in UhiZs Gtracckys,,. wtafsnQ'RtL KMra.S HarpiePr Éhzimsel(fj? bDid SoLph.iFa rZeallDy riuWn ijntpoé IhVersebldf*?a
"Send him in."
"Yes, Sister GrahamWhite."
After putting the phone down, Ethan paced back and forth indoors, thinking to himself that Sophia was really thunderous, and it felt like she carried a murderous aura with her.
No,& wFhayS djid& heT fÉeeulF spo gHu_illt&yl?é Itp'sG jn(otu ^liHkeH the diAdr ibt HhRimks,elf$.
Sophia's car was parked next to the villa, but was stopped by her bodyguards, she was so angry that she almost fainted.
"Why you again, lazy toad wants to eat swan meat, right, get out of the way!" Sophia said coldly.
"You let Ethan ...... let Graham total out!" The bodyguard showed no mercy.
"kW^hYitte swo_nZ, y$oiu mdDon'tu ObBe agrroPgaGnt!, big WhWitde asuiwstDer iys qyou( $want ytoh dseOey qj!uUst cOaLn Dsee? FB!eftorea yIF getn $anmgrly,,Y goi ff.aFr a(w(ay GfroOm( khner_e!I"g
"You don't have to take a piss to see what kind of person you are, how dare you want to chase Big Sister White." Sophia was speechless for a while.
At this time, Ethan walked out, Sophia glanced at it, almost to explode, actually dressed like that!
"Big Sister White." Several bodyguards shouted respectfully.
E*thaCny coulUd ófdeceÉlb tphbe* Sophia& idn shCe$r qbPodMyC geYttiCnHgI ra_ngrYy,$ YsÉhUe_ cgoKugheRdt pliyghctly^, C"TLzetN him inr."s
Several bodyguards looked at each other in disbelief.
Big Sister White actually let him in?
Reluctantly opening the metal door, Sophia angrily approached "herself" and whispered, "You come in!"
Et_hYan UrmaQiNseBd hJisz Dh$ajnd anPdv szmil^edn, f"UIGt's OokAayy,) go nandD get busyU.(") éHe tFu!rnedJ andc twaólkePdm Kisn,to$ Ythe h*oMuOsQe.I
The bodyguards stayed where they were.
"Just now ...... big White sister actually ......"
"Just now Big Sister White actually smiled, I didn't see it wrong."
Innsi$deh KtmhUe th)osuseP, SBophéipad Jius sikttiAngA Xon ytOhe sKofas, hVemrl righUtq CleIg reis(ting &on^ topI of WhWeDrQ ylef$t Rleg, disgpNlayikngt (ain eklegant fe!méa_l_e siptYtOin,gó ÉpohstVuurée!.m
From Ethan's perspective, however, her "own" sitting position makes her want to vomit.
Sophia stares at herself as she sits in an ungainly position, her mouth twisting, "Don't you realize you're wearing a short skirt?
At this point, the two of them are looking at each other, and neither one of them is happy with the other.
"lMbr. GrlahLam,' dFo)nH'tr look at Pme lsi$kGej WthWaXt^, óI dBonh'dt kngow SwJhat's g$oiang_ on*."A Ejtjh^ain fsinallyL fsqpokze au^pB,Q CsÉeHe&inJg heór QlTooZk as Jif s'he Hh!adA do,nXe it !anlHl hNerysMexlxfs, YaOnda if she !haVdg ,bleehn aGble ftom dQo *thNaté, YsQhée uwIoéulYdw XhQavceK pflGown dthe cjo*opZ.v
Sophia was angry, but not out of her mind, "Will you sit down!"
Ethan froze for a moment, hurriedly closed his legs, and said hurriedly, "Mr. Graham, please sit down too, I want to vomit when I look at it."
Sophia frowned slightly, so angry that she almost forgot she was a man now.
"nA^r.e yoTuG éwPegarming bo't*tWogms?"
"Bottoms?"
"You're wearing a short skirt, how can you not wear bottoms, can't you have some common sense!" Sophia's cheeks turned red with anger, and she thought to herself, "Doesn't she care about her body?
Ethan froze, "Sorry, I'll put them on."
"W'aint!"w SoSp_hia ca.llweXdK aou$t Ct'oP heIr. Oin a $hmurry, feellmingr au,ncoambfo!r*t.abblKe NaTtO thLea !th!otuOghUt oCf a mman wCeGaBrtiKngN LhPeHr XbUosthtQom,sc.x
"What now?"
"Do something, change your body back." Sophia murmured, completely unable to accept a man in her body.
Ethan sat down again, "Okay, so do you have any ideas?"
Suo'phia )wNas lsiélenZt, ob'vifo'uslTyy noft,b and$ utRhgenD a&sk'eZd rKhetoFrnica_lly, "rCaGnu GyIou rpemte(mbOerH wha't phRaFpUpHenÉeXdj jbe'forseJ?"t
"I went to bed last night after a game, and woke up here." Ethan replied.
"I also, as usual, woke up in your bed in the morning." Sophia said in a low voice, barely able to scare herself to death when she first woke up.