Thorn of obsession
For two years, he watched her. Now, he’ll take her.
All Elara Vance wants is a simple life: work, and volunteer at the orphanage that was her only home. She is light, kindness, and hope unaware of the dark eyes tracing her every move.
Kieran Thorne isn't a man; he's a king. The ruthless head of the Thorne Syndicate, he deals in blood and absolute control.
When he sees Elara, he doesn't see a woman. He sees a possession. A light to balance his darkness. After two years of meticulous planning, he steals her from her world and delivers his decree: she will be his wife.
Trapped in a gilded penthouse prison, Elara’s spirit is her last weapon. But Kieran’s obsession is a brutal education. His touch is both punishment and worship, his mantra a dark whisper: "You are mine."
As Elara plots her escape, a more dangerous threat emerges. Vera Volkov, heiress to a rival syndicate and Kieran’s obsessively devoted would-be queen, sees Elara as a stain to be erased. She will burn down Kieran’s world to get rid of the competition.
Caught between a captor who kills to keep her and a rival who will die to replace her, Elara must make a choice. Will she break under the weight of a love built on possession? Or will she learn to wield the thorns of his obsession… and become the queen of the very darkness that sought to own her?
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Chapter: Chapter 7: The RulesELARA'S POVI stood up from the bed stretching my arms. I didn’t know when I fell asleep the bed feels so soft I didn’t know when i slept off.I looked around the room again really taking it all in this time.Everything screamed luxury. The bed was probably worth more than everything I owned back home. The curtains looked like real silk. Even the room smelled good like expensive candles and fresh flowers.This was my prison. Might as well see what kind of prison it was.I went to the closet first and pulled the doors open. My jaw dropped.Holy crap.The closet was huge. And it was filled with designer clothes. Gucci. Versace. Chanel. Names I'd only dreamed about.I pulled out a black dress and held it up. It looked like it would fit perfectly.Wait how did he even know my exact size?I checked the tag. Size 4. That was my size. Exactly my size.I grabbed a pair of jeans. Same thing. A blouse. My size. Everything in here would fit me perfectly.Creepy. So creepy.I went to the bathroom
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Chapter: Chapter 6: The DecreeELARA'S POVI was still sitting on the floor like an idiot my butt hurting from the fall. I looked up at him standing there all tall and perfect in his expensive suit looking down at me like I was some kind of interesting pet he just bought.No. No way. I'm not doing this.I pushed myself up from the floor my legs shaking a little. I stood up and immediately started backing away from him. My back hit the wall and I pressed against it trying to put as much distance between us as possible."Let me go," I said and my voice came out all shaky but I tried to sound strong. "I don't know you. I won't report to the police I swear. Just let me go home please."He didn't move. He just stood there watching me with those cold blue eyes. His face was calm. Too calm."Let you go?" he repeated slowly like he was thinking about it. Then he smiled a little. "No I don't think so.""Please," I said again and I hated how desperate I sounded. "I won't tell anyone what you did. I'll just go back to my life
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Chapter: Chapter 5: The Gilded CageAhh! I woke up and yawned, stretching my arms above my head. I opened my eyes slowly scratching my head. I felt a massive headache that felt like someone was hammering nails into my skull. I grabbed my head with both hands and groaned in pain.ahhh i looked around scamming everywhere.Wait. Where am I?My eyes open fully and I looked around . Wait This isn’t my room.I stood up quickly ,I was too fast the room spun a little. I scanned everything around me, my heart starting to beat faster and faster oh good lords.What am I doing in a rich room? I thought, staring at the fancy furniture and the huge windows have never see a room or entered a room like this before.Then it all came rushing back. The alley. Walking home after my shift. That guy. Those cold blue eyes. The van. The cloth over my face. Everything going black.Wait. Now I remember. The guy from yesterday.Oh my god. Wait, am I kidnapped?Oh no. Oh no, no, no. I'm doomed. I'm so doomed.I jumped out of the bed and ran straigh
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Chapter: Chapter 4: TakenMy feet were still sore. But it was a different kind of sore today. A good kind. The kind you get from being on your feet all day doing something important. Not just carrying plates.Havencrest was louder than usual today in a happy way. Kids were running and laughing. Playing around with friends New beds were coming. Real beds. Not the old broken ones that poke you.I was in the art room, helping little Wren stick fuzzy balls on a picture of a sheep. Her tongue was out, she was trying so hard I looked at her a smile appeared on my face so precious.Mrs. Byrne came to the door. Her eyes were red. But she was smiling. What’s with the smile I thought to myself."Elara, honey. Can you come here for a minute?"My heart jumped. Did I do something wrong? "Of course, Mrs. Byrne." I gave Wren the glue. "You're doing great. Just like that." I will be right back.I followed Mrs. Byrne into her small, messy office. She shut the door. She took both my hands. Hers were shaking."Elara. Something…
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Chapter: Chapter 3: The PlanThe city looks like a blanket of little lights below me.The only light is from the buildings outside my big window. I like the dark. It's true. In the dark, you see what things really are.I stand at the window, a glass of whiskey in my hand. The ice is all melted. I've been standing here a long time. Watching the little cars. The little people.Tomorrow, one of those little people becomes mine.The door behind me opens with a soft click. I didn’t turn. I know the sound of his shoes on the floor. Silas."Sir," he says."Silas." I take a drink. The whiskey is warm now.And watery. I put it down on the windowsill. "Is it ready?""The final check is done. Dante is at the warehouse with the team. We switched vans, like you asked. No patterns. The drug is ready in a new way. A cloth, not a spray. Less chance of the wrong person breathing it in."I nod. Good. The small things matter. "The alley?""Cleared. The back door to the old building is open. Dante will take her through there, to the i
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Chapter: Chapter 2: The ShadowFive hundred and seventy-three days of watching you. I can't wait until you're mine.Elara Vance pushed open the heavy diner door. The evening light hit her face. She looked tired. Good. Her life is too hard for her. She pulled her thin coat tighter. I saw the loose thread near her left pocket. She tried to fix it. The stitching was messy. I'll burn that coat,I thought. She'll wear the soft, expensive clothes I pick for her.She walked to the bus stop an old man with a shopping cart dropped a can near her. She stopped walking.She didn't look annoyed. She helped him pick it up. She smiled at himIt felt like a punch to my chest. That smile. She gave it to a stranger. Soon,I told myself, Soon every real smile will be for me. Only me.The ugly, loud bus came. She got on. I know the bus number. The route. The time she gets off. I didn't need to follow right then. Dante was already near her stop. My eyes stayed on the bus until it was gone."Sir?"A voice came from the front seat. Silas.
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