Empire Of Sin: Chained To Him
“Fuck, Princess, you’re driving me wild,” Silas growled, his voice thick, almost desperate. His hand tightened in my hair, urging me on, but his words steadied me. “Don’t stop, just like that.”
“Imogen,” he rasped, my name a warning and a plea
But his hand stayed steady in my hair, not forcing but grounding me. “Easy, Princess,” he murmured, voice rough but soothing, even as his body shook with his release. “You’ve got this.”
“Fuck, Imogen,” he said, voice low and warm, a smile tugging at his lips. “You’re incredible.”
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When love turns toxic, desperation takes over.
Imogen's marriage to wealthy Perry was supposed to be a fairytale, but behind the glamour, she's suffocating.
Caught in a web of lies and infidelity, Imogen's last hope is a romantic trip to Rome.
But when she catches Perry cheating, her world crashes down.
Enter Silas Moretti - mysterious, charming, and passionate.
As Imogen's secret affair with Silas ignites, she finds herself trapped between two worlds: one of luxury and lies, the other of forbidden desire and danger.
When murder entwines their lives, Perry becomes the prime suspect.
Imogen's dark secrets surface, and Silas promises to help.
But as their romance intensifies, Imogen realizes she may have traded one cage for another.
Will she escape the deadly trap of her own making, or will her quest for revenge consume her?
Dive into this twisted game of love, lies, and betrayal, where nothing is as it seems, and the line between freedom and captivity blurs.
Can Imogen break free, or will she become the next victim?
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Chapter: Act 5Silas’s PovIt was safe to say I was fucked.I Stepped out of my car, the dark night sky of Rome staring down at me, glittering with stars. Another fair reminder that I would not be seeing her tonight.Not those innocent brown eyes, not that richly colored hair, so fucking savory I wanted to curl them around my hand as I pounded the heck out of her. Her lips—soft, plump, so fucking perfect.I groaned, dragging a hand down my face. This was madness, this obsession with her wasn’t healthy. She belonged to someone else, to that bastard that caused a scene in my club nights ago. That shitty asshole didn’t deserve her if he couldn’t keep her properly. Hell, if she were mine, I doubt I could ever leave her side.Stomping towards the club, Frank, the big bad bouncer, tipped his head and bowed then pushed the door open.“Welcome boss.”I gave him a sharp nod, hesitated then stepped in. I had been so fucking close to ask if he had seen the object of my obsession but then that would give me awa
Last Updated: 2025-09-28
Chapter: Act 4Imogen’s POV As he flung the door just adjacent the staircase, there was only one thing on my mind. My mouth had finally put me into trouble, the good kind of trouble though. He walked into the room and the red light rested on his white shirt that hugged his muscular body so tight. My eyes wandered around the room. It was quite huge and it slowly dawned on me that I was about to get in bed with another man that was not Perry but I didn’t feel the slightest bit of hesitation. Maybe… What in the world? Blond had drawn a curtain to the side and my mouth fell open. Arranged on the wall were different sizes of equipment. Not just any equipment, sex toys ranging from the regular dildos and vibrators; all of different shapes and sizes, chains, candles and nipple clamps. I swallowed as he picked up a vibrator and turned it on. The low hum of the toy filled the room and he turned around to look at me with hooded eyes. He then picked up the furry handcuffs and my mind began to imagine t
Last Updated: 2025-09-24
Chapter: Act 3Imogen’s PovMs. Rossi’s apartment building faded behind me, a silent death to my old life. There was no going back, only forward, into whatever darkness I had just unleashed.I didn’t go back to the hotel. The thought of facing Perry, of pretending even for a moment, was impossible.Instead, my feet carried me through the ancient, winding streets, past dimly lit fountains and quiet public square.My mind felt strangely calm, almost buzzing, the anger was still there, a low hum, but now it had something new: power. A dangerous and exciting power.I found myself walking towards loud music and bright lights coming from a plain doorway. A sign outside read: BLUE EYES. I needed a drink to get the night going. As I walked past some big doors, the sound of drums filled my ears, I could feel the bass shaking the air.A brunette woman was sitting behind a desk just by the door. “Hello, ma’am. Welcome to Blue Eyes. first time here?” the woman had a friendly smile plastered on her face, making
Last Updated: 2025-09-24
Chapter: Act 2Imogen’s PovThe night couldn't hide the screams stuck in my throat, my hand shook on the cold doorknob of room 704. I had told Perry I wanted to be alone tonight, but a cold and hard feeling had pulled me here after I had seen his card.Now, through the slightly open door, I saw them. I guess they were in a hurry to had even made sure the door was locked.Perry, my husband, the man who used to look at me like Iwas everything, was on the bed, his fancy jacket laid on the floor. A woman, a stranger with long, dark hair, was laughing, her back to the door, her hand tracing Perry's hard jawline.A small sound escaped from my mouth, too soft for them to hear. I pulled back as my heart beat like a drum. I didn't storm in, I didn't scream either nor did I even cry. There was just a huge, empty space where my love for him used to be. For a moment, I just stood there, the apartment hall quiet around me, watching through the crack in the door. The woman leaned in, whispering something to
Last Updated: 2025-09-24
Chapter: Act 1Imogen’s PovRome was supposed to be our clean slate— a turning point in our marriage, but I felt loner than I had ever been in my years of being married to my husband.I shut my eyes tight trying to drown their voices in my head but it was hard. He had done it again just like the last time and the other times.I opened my eyes watching as the tears stained my cheeks and the mascara ran through my face.Pathetic, I thought to myself.I looked myself in the mirror, and my reflection was quiet as usual, after all it was a blank canvass waiting for me to smear more make-up to paint across the tear- stained skin. I sighed heavily, wiping away another tear with the back of my hand.I’ve told myself to stop crying because I was getting frustrated at the tears that kept streaming down my face. I couldn’t believe he had done it again.Well, scratch that, I could believe it. But it stung as if it was a new thing.How dare him? I said to myself, looking at the reflection, hoping for some answer
Last Updated: 2025-09-24
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