The CEO'S Chubby Contract Wife
"You let another man touch what belongs to me?" Lucian’s hand, a possessive vice, encircled her throat. "How dare you? You're mine. The next man who lays a finger on you will beg for death."
Lyra’s bitter laugh filled the silence. "Since when do you care? Wasn't I your 'land whale'? Your 'disgusting she-hippopotamus'?"
CRACK. His fist splintered the plaster beside her head. "I. FUCKING. CARED. You were always MINE."
"I counted every breath you took in his arms," Lucian whispered, his lips grazing the scar he’d given her. "Now he'll count his as I carve them out."
Lyra stood unyielding. "You discarded me like trash. He picked up the pieces."
The mirror shattered as he hurled her against it. "I WAS SAVING YOU."
From what? The forced marriage? The night she miscarried, utterly alone? Lucian’s "care" came too late.
Lyra never wanted this marriage—a gilded cage to a billionaire who systematically broke her. But with her mother’s life hanging by a thread, she sold herself to the monster who devoured her soul.
Lucian crushed her, made her beg for scraps of dignity. Then, his best friend offered everything Lucian withheld—gentle hands, tender words, a love that didn't wound. Lucian returned.
Now, he's a shadow, everywhere: watching her with hungry eyes, touching her with possessive hands, swearing this time will be different. He pleaded, on his knees, for her heart.
But Lyra knows better. She’s uncovered three explosive truths: Lucian's first wife wasn't just gone; she was murdered. Her sister didn't disappeared. And the most dangerous lie of all? She's been sleeping with it.
Game over? Or game just beginning? As Lucian's obsession escalates and the past claws its way back, Lyra will choose between revenge, accept or reject.
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Chapter: 40Lucian’s POVI was lying on the bed, motionless. I could see everything and hear everything, but I couldn’t move a single part of my body. In front of my very eyes, that man took Lyra away. I tried to scream, I tried to jump up and help her, but I was paralyzed.How could such a terrible thing happen on our wedding day?It should have been the happiest day of my life, but instead, it turned into the worst nightmare imaginable. I lay there in that frozen state all through the night, trapped in my own skin, until the morning light began to peek through the window.As the sun rose, I started to hear sounds from outside. I heard my mother’s voice, Lyra’s mother, and the loud honking of car horns. I was still stuck, unable to move, and I could feel blood occasionally dripping from my nose and onto the sheets.After a while, the voices got louder. It seemed like they were standing right outside our bedroom door."Lilian, stop right there! Don't just barge in. Your mother is a married woman
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Chapter: 69Lyra’s POVZane carried me back to the bed and laid me down. I just lay there, my limbs feeling like lead. I was too worn out from our earlier struggle, and my head was still spinning from whatever he had put in that water.There was something so surreal about this that my mind couldn't fully process it. I felt like I was watching a movie of someone else’s life. This couldn't be me again after what I faced in my past.We lay on our sides, facing each other. I could feel his hands on my arm—slightly rough, callused, and terrifyingly warm against my frozen flesh. He could have subdued me with ease, but he didn't need to. I wasn't fighting him yet; I was floating in a hazy, drugged fog.He leaned in, kissing my neck and lingering near my ear. I shivered. I knew I should feel violated—and I did—but the drug was playing tricks on me, making his gentleness feel disarming. I closed my eyes, trying to pretend this was just a nightmare.His hand traveled up my side, his palm resting against my
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Chapter: 68 Lyra’s POVHe didn't answer or say anything at first. Instead, he just looked amused, though there was a terrifying, dark gleam flickering in his eyes.“Nothing about being an adult concerns this,” he smirked.I shook my head frantically. “There is… there's everything to do with it…” My voice cracked, thick with unshed tears. “I am a married woman and—”In an instant, his hand was wrapped tightly around my throat. He leaned down toward me, his face inches from mine. “This should be the very last time you ever say that again,” he said, his voice harsh and vibrating with anger. “Do you understand me?”I nodded, far too scared to do anything else.He released my throat. “Good,” he said, his tone softening into something even more chilling. “Now let go of the blanket. I want to see you naked again.”Again? That meant he had been watching me while I was unconscious.The thought made my stomach churn. I tried to plaster myself even closer to the wall, still refusing to let go of the fabric
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Chapter: 67 Lyra’s POVHe is so skilled at touching me that I am barely in my senses. He raises himself up slightly, looking down at me, and I feel a flush of embarrassment.“Lyra, he is your husband. There's no need to feel this way,” I tell myself, repeating the words like a mantra.He smiles as he begins to remove his boxers. But just as he is about to pull them down, everything changes in the blink of an eye.I don’t even know what happened. One second, Lucian is on top of me; the next, he has collapsed beside me. Blood trickles from his nose. He’s unconscious. Then, a large figure looms over me. We are in our own room—the room Lucian locked minutes ago.I open my mouth to scream, but before a sound can escape, a heavy hand clamps over my mouth and nose. I feel a sharp prick on the side of my neck, and my world goes completely dark.I wake up with a pounding headache and a gnawing ache in my stomach—the kind that comes from intense hunger. I can’t see a thing.For a moment, I can’t remember
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Chapter: 66 wedding night ( The end )Lyra’s POV Thankfully, my mom finally came and took me inside—to our part of the house, to the newly decorated room.The moment the door opened, my breath caught.The whole room glowed softly under candles placed around the walls.Rose petals spread across the large bed like someone had painted the sheets with flowers.My mother guided me to the bed and helped me sit.“Rest. I’ll leave you,” she whispered gently.Then she left.The silence that followed tightened my chest.That was when reality hit me properly—what was coming next.What this night meant.What being alone with him… meant.A strange heat crawled under my skin.I was shy—terrified, actually.The idea of being intimate with someone younger than me made my stomach twist.And after the way Lucian had been acting outside…the way he looked at me as if trying to calm a fire inside him…I knew there was no escaping tonight.I stared down at my hands.“Is my body… shaking?” I whispered to myself.The door suddenly swung open a
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Chapter: 65Lyra's POV The house changed after the kiss.It changed overnight.Lucian didn’t leave my side.Not even for a minute.My mother suddenly became soft-spoken around me, overly gentle, overly careful—as if one wrong word would break the fragile peace forming between us.Shintla walked around the house glowing, smiling at nothing, humming songs she had probably forgotten she even knew.Lilian…Lilian practically floated.“Mom, I told you love is real,” she whispered to me at breakfast, cheeks swollen from grinning.“And now you and Lucian will have a wedding. I’ll be the flower girl. And after that, I’m getting a sister.”“Lilian…”I nearly spilled my tea.But she ran off before I could correct her.*******The wedding wasn’t planned.It burst into existence.One morning, Shintla approached me with a careful smile.“Lyra… can we talk?”I nodded, wiping my hands on my dress.She reached for my hand gently, her eyes warm with something that made my throat tighten.“You know… I’ve always p
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Chapter: Chapter 70Chapter: The Rise of OmahieOne month had passed since the royal wedding.Emily and Damien were crowned together in a breathtaking twilight ceremony held at the summit of the Whispering Hills, where the magic of the ancients still clung to the earth. Their new kingdom would not rise from soil soaked in war, but from love, unity, and vision.Emily wore the Diamond Crown, a relic passed down from a forgotten line of queens, re-forged with her own bloodstone at its center. Damien held the Magical Staff of the Moonsworn, carved from celestial ashwood and glowing with old power.Together, they founded The Kingdom of Omahie — a realm born not of conquest, but of healing.Their people were many: freed slaves, war orphans, wandering scholars, exiled mages, and rebels seeking a place to belong. And when Queen Emily stood on the balcony of their sky-carved palace to speak her first decree, the world stopped to listen.“From this day forward,” she declared, her voice amplified by the Staff's anc
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Chapter: Chapter 69He brushed his fingers along her jawline, his touch soft but possessive. “I’m seeing fear in your eyes,” he murmured, his voice deep and low. “Don’t worry, my love. I’ll be gentle. I know… this is your first time.”There was a tense pause — until Emily suddenly snorted.They both burst into laughter, the heaviness in the room lifting like mist at dawn.Damien leaned in again, this time with fire behind his smile. “You always surprise me,” he said, and before she could answer, he crushed his lips against hers.Their mouths moved in sync — hungry, urgent. His hands slid along her sides, feeling the soft rise and fall of her breath beneath the silk of her gown. She clutched his tunic, pulling him closer, closer still, until there was nothing but heat and heartbeat between them.She moaned softly against his lips as he deepened the kiss, lowering her slowly onto the bed, his body hovering above hers—The door creaked.They froze.Damien jerked upright, face flushing as he scrambled to sit
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Chapter: Chapter 68Two Months Later...After the miraculous return of Prince Damien and Princess Emily, both kingdoms basked in celebration. Joy bloomed where grief once lived. Peace treaties were renewed. Trade flourished. And most importantly — love triumphed.When the royal council announced the upcoming wedding of Prince Damien Nightfang and Princess Emily Blacktail, the entire realm rejoiced.The news spread like wildfire across the lands.Bards composed songs of the lost lovers who defied fate. Towns lit lanterns for nights on end. Children reenacted their reunion in gardens and city squares. For the first time in years, there was hope — real, tangible, intoxicating hope.Two hearts once lost, now found.Two kingdoms once divided, now united.A love story the stars themselves would envy.***The Wedding DayIt was the first day of the Spring Solstice.The skies above Blacktail shimmered in hues of rose-gold and lavender, touched with the soft kiss of morning sun. A thousand bells rang across the t
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Chapter: Chapter 67It had been two long years since that fateful day.The Kingdom of Blacktail journeyed to Opsia, seeking forgiveness. But to their shock, Opsia, too, was drowning in its own sorrow. Both kingdoms were searching — not just for peace, but for their missing heirs: Prince Damien and Princess Emily.King Thorn refused to forgive Wilson and Ethan for their betrayal. Their punishment was swift and severe. Even Ethan’s father, turned his back on his son, his heart filled with disappointment and shame.Back in Blacktail, Queen — Emily’s mother — fell gravely ill. Her body weakened not by disease, but by the torment of not knowing where her daughter was. She had already lost her once. To lose her again, without answers, was unbearable.Months passed. Then a year. Then another.The kingdoms searched every village, every forest, and every faraway land. Their faces were broadcast across news scrolls and town halls. But no trace of Emily or Damien could be found. Only silence answered their crie
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Chapter: Chapter 66Mr. Smith stood quietly in the throne room, his eyes lowered in shame, his voice trembling as he began to speak. The weight of the truth sat heavy on his shoulders, and the presence of the Queen, King, and Wilson only made it harder to confess.“We are sorry, Your Highness,” he said, his voice strained. “It was Wilson who offered us money to steal Princess Emily. Since the day our son was killed… for stealing…we’ve been grieving. Wilson came to us during our weakest moment. He told us that if we took the child and raised her as ours, we would be given wealth, protection, a new life. We were desperate. We thought we were doing the right thing.”The Queen let out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding. Her hand slowly rose to her chest, fingers trembling, heart aching with the sting of betrayal. Her eyes shimmered with restrained tears as she looked at Wilson. The boy she once cradled in her arms. The prince she had raised. Now the cause of so much pain.Wilson sat nearby, listen
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Chapter: Chapter 65*******At blacktail kingdomThe grand halls of the Blacktail Kingdom's palace stood silent, their usual bustle subdued by the weight of recent events. The Queen, her face etched with concern, paced the length of the royal chamber. The flickering torchlight cast elongated shadows, mirroring the turmoil within her heart."Bring Rosalyn to me," she commanded, her voice firm yet tinged with apprehension.Moments later, the heavy doors creaked open, and Rosalyn was escorted in by two guards. Her eyes darted nervously, and her hands trembled as she curtsied before the Queen."Your Majesty," she whispered, barely audible.The Queen fixed her with a penetrating gaze. "Tell me the truth, Rosalyn. Who instructed you to poison the King's food? Do not lie to me, for I know Prince Damien would never commit such treachery. If you deceive me, I will have your parents executed before your eyes, and you will still be compelled to confess."Rosalyn's knees buckled, and she collapsed to the floor, sobb
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He's 21, I'm 31
“My bed is where you belong right now, little girl.”
His eyes dragged slowly over my body, bold and unashamed.
“Don’t call me little girl. You’re twenty-one, I’m thirty-one. I can be your mother.”
The moment the words left my mouth, his expression darkened.
“Capture her. And take her straight to my bed.”
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Diana has survived a traumatic past that destroyed her trust in men.
It left her with one rule — no men, no love talkless of someone younger than her.
But rules don’t matter to him.
He is the youngest mafia king, feared even by men twice his age.
Arrogant. Ruthless. Poisonously possessive.
And the moment he sees her, he marks her in his mind as his next obsession.
she tell him no.
He decides to destroy every reason she has for saying it.
He wants her obedience.
He wants her fear.
He wants her on his bed, under his control… and he doesn’t hide it.
He swears he will break her defiance.
She swears no man will ever own her again.
But when buried secrets rise and Diana’s past crashes into his world,
both of them will learn that some truths ruin, some desires burn,
and some destinies refuse to be escaped.
Warning: Breeding, lactation kink, forced proximity, age gab, Captive, Possessive/Obsessive Hero, Mafia dark world, themes of biting, feeding, or sexual acts centered around blood and power exchange. no raping.
( Fiction written for entertainment only and never ever try what you see in a book, they are just imagination)
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Chapter: 11Diana’s POVI didn't wait for Amara to finish her sentence. I just turned and bolted.His mansion was too far to reach on foot, so I doubled back to Amara’s room. "Amara, book me a cab. Or give me the money to catch one myself.""We don't have the money," Tom snarled from the couch."I wasn't talking to you, Tom," I snapped back. "I’m talking to my friend.""And as her future husband, I’m the one answering you.""Tom, take it easy," Amara sighed. She leaned down to kiss him before standing up and pulling me into her bedroom. "Look, Diana, let me advise you—don't go anywhere tonight. Wait until morning."After a long, heated argument, I finally agreed to stay. Tom was so angry that I was staying over that he slammed the door and left.I spent the night staring at the ceiling, my mind a whirlwind of everything I had lost. Ayla was gone. Amara was beside me, snoring loudly, but I couldn't find a moment of peace. What if Alessandro captured me again? He had warned me never to let him se
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Chapter: 10Amara’s POVI stepped out of the shower, shivering as I wrapped a towel around my damp skin. It was already 9:00 PM. I moved through the room, closing the windows and preparing for bed, when a sudden, heavy knock thudded against the door."Who the hell is it?" I yelled."It’s your damn boyfriend," I heard Tom’s voice growl from the hallway.I sighed and pulled the door open. He didn't even wait for me to close it behind him before he grabbed me, hoisting me into his arms. He kissed me hungrily, his hands roaming over me before I could even get a word out.He threw me onto the couch and ripped the towel away. I could see the desperate throb in his trousers as he tore his shirt off and began to squeeze my breasts."Tom, stop! We can’t do this now," I managed to gasp. He pulled back, looking at me with narrow, frustrated eyes."What? Why not?""I’m on my period," I said, shifting my legs so he could see.He hissed through his teeth and reached for his belt. "I can just use protection."
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Chapter: 9Diana's POV That was his breaking point. He didn’t hesitate; he slapped me back with a force that made my head spin before roughly ratcheting handcuffs onto my wrists.I didn't fight him. I didn't say a word. I simply followed them, letting them lead me wherever they wanted. I was too tired to resist anymore.When we arrived at the station, I expected to be thrown into a cold, iron cell. Instead, he shoved me into a room that looked nothing like a prison. It had a bed, a small kitchenette, and a private bathroom.Wait... was this Alessandro’s plan all along? No wonder he had let me "escape" so easily.But where was Ayla? My heart ached with every beat. I prayed she was okay. This life is so cruel, but then, a name flickered in my mind like a dying candle.Amara.Could my daughter be with her? After Leo, Amara was the only person I considered family. The realization hit me. I scrambled to the door and began banging on the heavy metal."Open up! I know where my daughter is! Please, ope
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Chapter: 8Diana’s POV"Him! He tore my clothes and he even injected me!" I cried out, pointing at the man. At least I knew Alessandro wouldn't kill me—not yet.Before I could blink, Alessandro moved. With one swift motion, he drove his knife into the man’s throat. He didn’t stop there. He moved through the room like a shadow, killing the others one by one.I couldn't bear to watch. The last thing I remember was the world turning black. When I finally came to, the sound of shouting dragged me back to consciousness.I managed to peel my eyes open, but I let out a scream of disbelief. What I saw nearly drove me mad: lifeless bodies covered the floor. He had slaughtered them all.Alessandro was screaming at Alex, demanding to know what these men were doing here and why the women were being treated this way. Was it possible? Did he really not know what was happening in his own house? How could the Boss be so oblivious?I was still lost in thought when he suddenly hoisted me onto his shoulder like a
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Chapter: 7Diana’s POVHe led me into a room crowded with strange machinery, syringes, and various medicines. He picked up a small glass vial, drew the liquid into a syringe, and tapped the side of the needle."What are you doing? Please, just leave me alone," I begged, sinking to my knees.He stopped and stared down at me. For a fleeting second, I hoped my compliance would soften him—that he might actually let me go.Then he smirked, a cruel glint in his eyes. "Oh, so you like to kneel? Save that for later when you are tod drive me," he sneered, yanking me upright by my arm."Please, don't inject me! What is that?"He ignored my pleas. With a violent tug, he tore my bra away, exposing my chest. He looked down at the damp fabric of my padded bra and then at me."Are you breastfeeding?" he demanded, his voice lacing with sudden anger.My mind raced. If I said yes, would they get angry and killed ? Or would his anger turn deadly? If I told him the truth—that it was a natural condition—would it j
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Chapter: 6Diana’s POV"What is this?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear."This is not for you yet," she replied coldly.I didn’t even know what to call the device; I’ll just call it a machine.Suddenly, the machine scanned me. A robotic voice chimed: "Failed."It moved to her, scanned her, and announced: "Success."Mechanical arms emerged from the device and unlocked her chains. An electric suction cup extended, positioned itself over her nipples, and began to pulse. To my surprise, she seemed to enjoy it, moaning and arching her chest forward.The machine was collecting her milk. As it worked, she began fingering herself, her moans growing louder. The machine featured a translucent white casing, allowing me to see the milk flowing through the internal pipes. I saw this as an assault, yet it was jarring to see how much pleasure she derived from it.I wanted to speak up—to ask her how she could possibly enjoy this—but then I remembered my own. Whenever I used to pump milk from my breasts, I
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Chapter: 38: The Terrible PriceThe room fell still.A young warrior stood. "If the Goddess once walked among us, maybe she left something behind. A warning. A cure. A weapon."Lucas looked at him. "That’s what I believe. And I’m going to find it. Even if I walk alone."He didn’t.By dawn, a group of seven gathered at the edge of the Forbidden Lands - warriors, scouts. The trees were twisted and gnarled, like they were in agony. The air was icy cold, even as the sun rose. And there was an eerie silence - no birds singing. Nothing.Lucas took the first step.The journey was brutal. For three days, they moved through the shadowed woods, past bones of beasts long dead, markings etched in ancient stone, and whispers that seemed to echo from nowhereThe Heart of the Moon.So it was real.The wolf was eerily quiet, but it pulled him forward with a sense of reverence, not submission. Beyond the pedestal, a hidden chamber revealed itself, its entrance a glowing stone slit that opened like the earth's sigh. Lucas hesitated,
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Chapter: 37: The dieing packLena stood in the doorway, her heart pounding like a drum as she took in the sight of Alpha Lucas. He was shirtless, water droplets still clinging to his chest from the shower, a towel draped lazily over his shoulders. His eyes locked onto hers, dark and intense, sending a shiver down her spine. She opened her mouth to greet him again, but he didn’t let her speak.He tossed the towel onto the floor, his gaze never leaving hers. "Who’s James to you?" His voice was low, almost a growl, and it made Lena’s stomach She swallowed hard, her voice barely above a whisper. "He’s my friend."Lucas stepped closer, his presence overwhelming. "I don’t want you with him anymore."Her heart skipped a beat. "Why?" she managed to ask, her voice trembling.Without warning, he closed the distance between them, his hand firm on her waist as he pulled her close. His body was warm against hers, and she could feel the power radiating from him. "Because you’re my mate, little she-wolf," he said, his voice a
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Chapter: 36: Bond since childhood25 Years Ago...The sun blazed overhead, casting its golden heat across the Blackmoon training grounds. Dust rose in clouds as warriors sparred in the center ring, their swords clashing in rhythmic violence. The clang of steel against steel echoed across the clearing. Children squealed and chased each other between the trees, their feet kicking up dry earth, laughter piercing the thick summer air. The scent of pine needles, crushed grass, and sweat clung to everything.Lena stood off to the side, her arms folded tightly against her chest. Though her body faced the sparring circle, her eyes searched the crowd for someone she hadn’t seen all day. She shifted uneasily, her dark curls clinging to her temples from the heat. Worry etched into her brow.James stood close—always close—his tall frame casting a shadow over her smaller one. His arm instinctively moved in front of her when someone jogged past too quickly.She frowned, brushing his arm aside. “I don’t need you to protect me,” she
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Chapter: 35: The truth beneath the ashesThird Person POV"Dad, what do you mean he is my cousin?" NYX asked, her voice cracking with disbelief. Her body trembled as the weight of the revelation sank in. She was still on edge from Kael's attempted assault, and now this?Kael's face twisted with confusion and rage. He stood frozen, words forming but never making it out of his mouth. His fists clenched at his side.James opened his mouth, looking desperate to explain, but before he could say anything more, the door burst open with a loud bang.Alpha Kyo and Aaron stormed into the room.NYX's head snapped toward the sound. She may be blind, but she could feel the familiar heat that flooded the room the moment Kyo entered."NYX!" Kyo called.Without waiting, he rushed to her side and dropped to his knees, gathering her into a tight embrace. His heart was racing like thunder in his chest."Are you okay?" he asked, his voice breaking slightly.She hugged him back tightly. "Yes... I am," she whispered.He pulled back, cupping her f
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Chapter: 34: he is your cousinNYX – POVI heard the door creak again. The old metal groaned as it opened. That awful rusty sound. and I could feel the shift in air—the cold breeze brushing over my skin as someone stepped inside. My ears twitched, picking up every footstep that padded closer.I sat up straight, my breath hitching. My heart thudded painfully in my chest. I turned my face toward the sound, trying to listen past the blood pounding in my ears."Why aren't you saying anything?" I asked, head turning slightly as I tried to place his location. My fingers gripped the edge of the mat beneath me. wishing I could see just a glimpse. But I saw nothing. Only black. "Who is it?""Come down," came the voice.Deep. Smooth. I knew it instantly.Kael.“Kael?” The name hit my lips like a slap. My whole body stiffened.My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach. What the hell was he doing here? Was he the one that carried me away from Bunchy?“What… what are you doing here?” I asked, sharper now. I didn’t c
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Chapter: 33: escapedNYX – POVSomething warm… firm… wrong.A hand—coarse and greedy—cupped my breast, squeezing it like it had every right to. I felt it. I jerked awake. My eyes snapped open even though darkness was always my world. My heart raced.gasping sharply, my breath catching in my throat.“Who—who are you?!” I shouted, my voice shaky but loud, raw and panicked.No answer.Instead, another hand joined the first, sliding over to my other breast, groping me like I wasn’t human—like I was some toy.I twisted, straining against the ropes that held my wrists above my head, but the binds only burned tighter. My feet kicked helplessly, barely touching the cold floor beneath me.“I said, who are you?!” My voice cracked this time.Still nothing. Only silence and those cursed hands.“It’s me, Bunchy,” that deep, disgusting voice came, slow like he was enjoying my fear.That monster.“You stupid bastard!” I snapped. “Take your hands off me!” But he just chuckled. A nasty sound. “You don’t even know how temp
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