Tainted Desires; Demons. Darkness. Damnation
He was born in blood, forged in betrayal, and crowned in darkness. She was broken, discarded, and ready to disappear. But when Kane Salvatore, the demon of Beltforte Dominia, drags Castelle Quinn back from the edge, their collision sparks a war. In his arms, she finds her prayers answered—brutal salvation. At her side, he finds freedom from his curse—the peace his demons never let him taste. For Castelle her heart craves darkness, and the demon—Kane— tastes like salvation.
Together, they will burn the world that tried to destroy them — and rise from the ashes, king and queen of ruin.
The only woman he has ever craved to own and possess. The Queen of his heart that satisfies his every need.
"Beautiful," he murmurs. The sight of her—bent over, wrists tied, ass raised, trembling—was a masterpiece.
He nudges her legs further apart, admiring the way she opens for him. She's on full display—raw, submissive, exquisite. He pinched her inner thighs, watching her squirm, feeding on her whimpers.
Then, he strikes.
A sharp slap directly to her swollen clit making her scream. The sound alone could make him cum.
He chuckles darkly. It unsettles her—and that’s exactly the point.
He grabbed the flogger, trailing its strands over her back, down to her legs. With a swift motion, I bring it down hard. The crack fills the room. Her body jolts, red lines blossoming instantly on her skin.
Again on her ass. Again on her clit.
She shatters.
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Chapter: Caged in silk; Veins of the Damned The morning light bled slowly through the mansion’s tall windows, casting golden patterns across the marble floors like a lie — warmth in a place ruled by frost and fire.Castelle was already awake.Barefoot. Anxious. Sitting on the edge of the bed like a prisoner waiting for sentencing.The room still smelled like him. Spiced leather. Cold steel. Something darker beneath.Her skin prickled.The corset lay across the chair — today’s uniform, Kareen had said with a look too gentle for the nightmare Castelle was living.A soft knock interrupted her spiraling thoughts.Kareen stepped in, holding a tray. “Eat something. You’ll need your strength.”“For what?” Castelle whispered.But Kareen didn’t answer.Just placed the tray down, brushed a stray lock from Castelle’s face, and left.Moments later, the door opened again.And this time — it was him.Kane.Immaculate black shirt. Sleeves rolled. Veins coiled like threats down his arms. A predator dressed like temptati
Last Updated: 2025-06-30
Chapter: Freed and Forged in Fire She walked with light, tentative steps, her head bowed low, careful not to draw attention — not from him, not from anyone.Castelle’s breath trembled in her throat.Behind Kane, she followed, quiet as a ghost trailing its captor. Her mind was still reeling from the last outfit — his reaction, the burn of his gaze, the way it had engraved into her skin like fire and smeared into her depths like irrefutable shame.She didn’t see it coming.He stopped abruptly.She crashed into his back.Her heart plummeted into her stomach.The jolt was nothing compared to the cold terror that gripped her.“I—so... so sorry, Sir,” she stammered, stepping back like she'd touched fire. “I'm sorry, I swear, it won’t happen again—please…”The words rushed out in broken fragments, soaked in panic.Kane turned slowly, confusion flickering in his eyes before giving way to something darker — not anger, but realization.Her voice shook.Tears welled fast, hot, unrelenting.She was trembling.K
Last Updated: 2025-06-30
Chapter: Silk and Storms; Velvet Traps and Leather Leashes The sun had barely peeked over the blackened skyline when the mansion stirred to life.Downstairs, Kane stood beside the idling black car, his jaw locked, hair sleek, arms folded, every line of his body coiled like a loaded weapon. The morning wind tugged at his jacket, but he barely noticed. His eyes were fixed on the entrance of the house.She was late.His tongue clicked against his teeth, each second fueling the roiling storm in his chest.The phone in his hand buzzed. Lucien.“What?” Kane barked, already impatient.Lucien’s voice was sharp, calm — but edged with tension. “Shipment from Alcantara. Someone tried to intercept it.Kane’s entire body stilled. Storm building within.“Who?”“We’re not sure yet. Could be Armir's people. Could be that they're testing boundaries. Either way — we’ve contained it. No losses. But it was close.”The rage snapped tight inside him like a tripwire.“Keep it off the radar,” Kane growled. “No one breathes a word. I want names
Last Updated: 2025-06-30
Chapter: A Demon's Claim The room vibrated with the weight of his words. Castelle sat frozen, breathing shallowly, the force of Kane’s claim slamming into her ribs.Kane’s hand moved — lazy, deliberate — as he picked up his phone from the desk. His black gaze never left her as he dialed a number with a brutal kind of ease.A voice answered on the first ring."Lucien," Kane barked. "Get me every fucking document concerning Castelle’s marriage. Now. I want it buried. I want it dead. I want that piece of shit out of her life by tomorrow morning.""Yes, boss."The call ended without any further words.Castelle’s mouth parted in shock.Her chest heaved with ragged breaths. He’s serious. He’s really serious...Kane leaned back in his chair, studying her with a darkness that melted into something far more dangerous — a predatory obsession."You won’t lift a finger," he said, voice rough silk. "You won't pack a box. You won't even touch a fucking door handle.""But—" she started, panic
Last Updated: 2025-06-17
Chapter: The Hunt BeginsMorning crept into the room, pale light filtering through the heavy drapes.Castelle stretched under the thick sheets, her body sore in places she hadn't realized could ache — memories of last night's tension, the way Kane’s stare alone had shredded her walls. Her thighs brushed together, sensitive and betraying.The door clicked open, and Kareen entered wordlessly, a tray of food in her hands. She set it down and left without sparing a glance. Castelle blinked after her, disoriented, wrapped tightly in his black shirt — a poor attempt at decency.The shirt strained across her plus-sized frame. It clung to her heavy breasts, rode high over her thick thighs, stretched around her wide hips. The buttons gapped slightly when she moved too fast, flashing glimpses of soft, tempting skin.A shirt that clearly belonged to him, powerful, lean, sharp — not for her lushness.Then the door opened again.Kane.He stood there like a force of nature, stealing the air from
Last Updated: 2025-06-17
Chapter: Ruined By RealityShe was strung up like a sacrifice—wrists bound tight with leather cuffs to the iron hook above, eyes blindfolded with black silk, her naked body on full trembling display for him. The room stank of sex, sweat, fear.Kane stood in front of her, dark and unmoving, a flogger hanging from his hand. The leather strips kissed the ground, waiting.Her nipples were clamped viciously, red and swollen around the metal, the connecting chain tugging with every tremor of her body. Her thighs glistened with slick. Her cheeks were streaked with tears and sweat. And still, she was fucking gorgeous.He stepped close, his feet heavy against the floor. She whimpered when he grabbed her jaw roughly, forcing her to meet his cold eyes."You’ll take everything I give you, Castelle. You’ll scream, you’ll cry, you’ll fucking thank me for it."She shook her head weakly, and he just laughed—a cruel, broken sound.He stepped back, drew his arm back—and crack.The flogger struck across her
Last Updated: 2025-06-17
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