I lay lazily on the soft, cloud-like king-sized bed, next to the breathtakingly beautiful fashion model, Eva. Her silky golden hair was scattered across the pillow, her skin glowing alluringly in the morning light. The passion of last night still lingered in the air, and I couldn't help but smile contentedly as I gently caressed her delicate shoulder.

　　"My dear, you are such a charming little vixen," I whispered in her ear, my voice slightly hoarse and affectionate.

　　Eva opened her eyes slightly, her azure gaze filled with tenderness and shyness. "You and your sweet-talking," she said, playfully punching me.

　　Reminiscing about last night, it had been a night of pure bliss and indulgence. The room was permeated with the intoxicating scent of perfume and the aura of desire, the soft, amber lighting casting a hazy veil over our intimate moments.

　　Eva wore a delicate black lace lingerie, her skin and sensual curves tantalizing, igniting a flame deep within me. I couldn't wait any longer and pulled her into my embrace, our lips meeting in a passionate, deep kiss, as if we were trying to devour each other.

　　My hands roamed her smooth back, savoring every inch of her soft, warm skin. She responded gently, her arms wrapped around my neck, her nails lightly digging into my flesh, a delightful sting.

　　The moonlight, like liquid, spilled through the partially drawn curtains, casting a faint silvery glow on her skin. I slowly lowered her onto the soft, cloud-like bed, the mattress dipping slightly under her weight. Her long hair cascaded across the pillow, intertwining with the moonlight, creating a captivating scene.

　　I leaned down, my lips trailing along her neck, each touch like a gentle pluck on the strings of a violin, leaving a trail of moist heat - the imprint of love, the melody of passion. She tilted her head back, her clear eyes shimmering with a hazy, intoxicated glow, as if drunk on my kisses. Her soft, breathy sighs, like the sweetest of melodies, echoed in the still night, only fueling my excitement.

　　I carefully undid the clasps of her lingerie, each one a secret unveiled with utmost care. As the garment slid off, her perfect breasts were revealed, like twin snow-capped peaks shimmering in the moonlight. I lowered my head, using my lips and tongue to tenderly tease her sensitive spots, every inch of her skin my domain to savor.

　　Her body trembled under my caress, like autumn leaves dancing in the wind, pulsing in my palms. Her hands gripped my hair tightly, as if trying to pull me into her very being. I could feel her heartbeat, its rapid rhythm speaking of the desire and passion within.

　　In this moment, we were in a world of our own, isolated from everything else. Our mingled breaths, sighs, and heartbeats wove together, playing the symphony of love.

　　As the passion intensified, we shed our final barriers, our bodies intertwined. Every movement, every breath, filled with longing and affection for each other. In that endless yet fleeting time, we were lost in the ocean of love, forgetting all worries and constraints, reveling in the purity of bliss.

　　However, in this tranquil and cozy moment, a commotion from outside began to reach our ears. I frowned, a sense of displeasure rising within me.

　　Releasing Eva, I got up and walked to the window, pulling back the heavy curtains. Below on the street, a group of burly men in black suits and sunglasses were surrounding a beautiful female student. The student looked terrified, clutching a worn backpack, while the thugs had menacing expressions, one of them, seemingly the leader, brandishing a baseball bat, ready to strike.

　　Seeing this, my anger flared up instantly. On my turf, these scum would not be allowed to terrorize innocent civilians. I took a deep breath, trying to suppress my fury, but my body was already trembling involuntarily, a powerful force surging within, as if ready to burst forth.

　　Eva seemed to sense my change, sitting up in bed with a concerned look. "Darling, what's wrong? Your expression is so frightening."

　　I didn't answer her, just clenching my fists tightly, my nails digging into my palms, in a futile attempt to calm the transformation. But it was no use - as my anger intensified, I could feel my bones cracking, my muscles rapidly expanding, thick fur erupting from my skin, and my eyes turning into glowing wolf-like orbs.

　　"Ah!" Eva screamed in horror as she witnessed my sudden transformation. She wrapped the blanket tightly around herself, her eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

　　I spared her a glance, a twinge of guilt flashing through me, but I had no time to dwell on it. I let out a deep, rumbling growl and turned towards the window. As Eva cried out, I crashed through the glass, like a black lightning bolt, hurtling towards the group of thugs below.

　　The thugs were completely focused on the terrified student, unaware of the impending danger. Not until I landed heavily among them, the impact knocking them off balance, did they finally snap out of their trance, staring in terror at this sudden werewolf appearance.

　　"What... what is this thing?" one of the lackeys trembled.

　　"Don't be afraid, it's just a wild animal. Get him!" the leader, despite his pale face, tried to maintain composure and charged at me, swinging his baseball bat.

　　I scoffed at him, baring my sharp fangs and letting out a thunderous roar that echoed through the street, making the thugs' ears ring.

　　The leader hesitated, his steps faltering. Seizing the opportunity, I pounced on him, clamping my jaws around the bat and wrenching it from his hand, snapping it like a fragile twig.

　　The leader's eyes widened in terror, fear now consuming him. He turned to flee, but I wasn't about to let him go. I lunged at him again, knocking him to the ground, my razor-sharp claws pressed against his throat, ready to tear open his jugular with the slightest movement.

　　The other thugs, seeing their leader subdued, hastily drew their handguns, aiming at me. However, their hands shook uncontrollably, and their terrified eyes made it impossible to take aim.

　　"Don't... don't kill me!" the leader pleaded desperately.

　　I glared at them coldly, my anger undiminished. Turning my head, I gestured to the student, signaling her to leave. The young woman, as if waking from a dream, quickly thanked me and hurried away.

　　"You scum, terrorizing the innocent in my city - today will be your reckoning!" I roared, my voice filled with authority and fury.

　　The thugs trembled in fear, their guns nearly slipping from their hands. Just then, the sound of police sirens approached in the distance. Seeing the arrival of the authorities, the thugs seemed to have found their savior, shouting, "Police, help! There's a monster here!"

　　I scoffed inwardly. These wretches, who had committed countless misdeeds, now dared to call the police for help. However, I had no desire to reveal my true identity to the police. I released the leader and stood up, giving the thugs a final warning.

　　"This time, I'll let you off. But if I ever catch you causing trouble again, I won't be so merciful!"

　　With that, I turned and dashed into a nearby alley, disappearing into the darkness before the police arrived. The group of thugs were left sitting on the ground, pale-faced and shaken, while the onlooking civilians watched in awe and gratitude as I vanished.