Chapter: Wall!"Forget the fruits, darling," Laurent declared, his feathered sleeves fluttering like a panicked bird as he reached into the basket. "I'll have the chefs prepare something nice for you.”“Plesse don't involve the chef or what not, a fruit would do…. For now.” I smiled. He sighed. “Then I'll peel an apple for you. I can actually make them bunny shaped if you want.” He said excitedly. “Actually, a tangerine would be nice.” I suggested and he made a disappointed face before picking out the tangerine for me. Watching him peel the fruit was a performance in itself. He used a small silver knife with a handle shaped like a mermaid, his movements exaggerated and precise. The sharp, sweet scent of the zest filled the air, a welcome relief from the clinical smell of rubbing alcohol. He handed me the segments one by one, watching me eat as if he were a mother bird."You look stuffy, Liam," Laurent said suddenly, pausing with a half-peeled fruit in his hand. "This room is definitely so boring
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Chapter: Mood lifterIt had been more than a week that I've been awake in this hospital and the mind numbing beep-beep-beep sound of the heart monitor was driving me partially insane. The smell of antiseptic was making me nauseous too and it was fucking hard to even move my body.But through every single second of it, there was Dante here with me. For all these days here, he was with me and stubbornly refused to leave. He would disappear for an hour or two to head home, shower, and change, but he was always back before the scent of his expensive cologne had even faded from the air. He had essentially moved his office into my VIP suite. I’d wake up at three in the morning to find him hunched over a laptop, the blue light of the screen illuminating the sharp, weary lines of his face, his fingers tapping silently as he managed his empire from a hospital chair."Dante, just go home and rest properly," I’d tell him, my voice still a bit scratchy. "You’re going to get a back injury in that chair, and then I’ll
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Chapter: Limbo~ Williams POV ~The last thing I remembered was the world turning upside down, the screech of metal on asphalt, the smell of burning rubber, and a pain so sharp it felt like my very soul was being shredded to pieces. I had fought to stay conscious, my mind screaming only one name, “Dante, Dante, Dante,” like he would magically appear now and save me from this pain, but the darkness was a predator, and eventually, it swallowed me whole.Then, there was nothing. No pain, no weight. Just a vast, cold, endless void.I just kept floating between the limbo, till suddenly, the void shifted. The smell of nothingness was replaced by the scent of cheap perfume, stale cigarettes, and floor wax. It was a smell I recognised very well. I was back. I was home. Not my home now, but the home of way before. I was in our cramped, third-floor walk-up. The wallpaper was peeling, and the radiator hissed like a dying snake. I looked up and saw my sister standing in front of the cracked vanity mirror, fas
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Chapter: Please! Don't kill him!The ticking of the wall clock was the only thing keeping me sane at the moment and reminding me I was still bound to reality. It had been over twenty four hours now and the silence in this VIP suite was becoming unbearable. I hadn’t moved from the chair beside Liam’s bed since I was allowed to finally see him. My suit was all wrinkled, and my tie discarded hours ago. My eyes felt like they were filled with glass every single time I blinked. He still hadn't woken up and all the doctors had to say was,“Wait.” But how long do I keep waiting? What if he never wakes up? That thought scared the shit out of me.I stared at his face, it was too still. The vivid purple bruises on his forehead and the various cuts from the shattered windshield looked like insults against his fair skin. Every time his chest rose and fell with the mechanical assist of the monitors, my own heart gave a painful thud. My brain, the one that supposedly couldn't process normal human attachment, was screaming at me.
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Chapter: Make a choice!I stared at Marco, the silence between us heavy enough to crush diamond into powder. But I didn't explode. I didn't even growl. I just sat there, feeling the cold weight of his words sink in."My fault?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper, devoid of its usual predatory edge. "How is it my fault that Antonio became a traitor? That he conspired with a pig like Raymond?" My gaze narrowed as I stared him down. “I didn't tell him to ambush the car and I definitely didn't tell him to pick the greenest guards we have and send them to their death.” my voice held a dangerous edge.Marco didn't flinch. He just sighed as he leaned back against the wall. "I agree that what Antonio did was a sin against the family," Marco said, his voice level. "He was out of line and was reckless. But Dante... he had a point. One we’ve all been too afraid to say to your face."I looked up, my eyes narrowing but I didn't say anything as I wanted to hear what he had to say. "Forget Antonio’s jealousy for a second,
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Chapter: Your fault!The minutes I had to wait patiently had bled into hours, and the hours had become a slow, agonizing torture that was eating at my insides. I sat in a secluded corner of the waiting wing, my bulk form hunched over, elbows resting on my knees and hands clasped so tightly my knuckles were white as snow, if that was possible. I kept my eyes tightly shut, forcing the world out from my mind. The low hum of the hospital's ventilation, the distant squeak of rubber soles on linoleum, the muffled pages over the intercom or the different patients calling for a nurse…it was all noise I wanted to crush from my mind. It was distracting and annoyingly disgusting.The only thing I allowed to occupy the void of my mind was Liam.I pictured his face in my mind, not the bruised version I had seen earlier, but the way he looked when he was pouting over work or the way his eyes sparked when he was trying to outsmart me…which he usually never could anyway. The fear I felt was cold and sharp, it was like
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Chapter: Chapter 169~ Iris POV ~Three years had passed since the blood and chaos of that night in Luka’s mansion, three years since I had looked into the cold, dead eyes of Luka Lane. In those three years, Leigh and I had built a life together, a sanctuary away from the shadows of the past. Our own mansion was where we lived now, far away from the main Troy mansion. Two years ago, under the glow of the full moon, we had finally become one, our souls bound together in a love forged in fire and tempered by time. He had made me his mate and we were blessed by the moon goddess. Leigh had sworn not to return to the old Troy mansion until the old Alpha breathed his last and he had kept to his words, it was a heart breaking but necessary severing of ties. We had found our own happiness, clinging to each other as we navigated our own future together.Today also, was a day for celebration. Nicolas and Clarisse were finally tying the knot. The air in our bedroom was thick with the pleasant chaos of getting rea
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Chapter: Chapter 168~ Leigh’s POV ~My lungs burned, each ragged breath shot pain through my entire body. But I knew I had to forget this pain I was feeling, I knew the ceremony was fast approaching, and Travis was unreachable this whole time too so we did not know whether he had arrived Lane’s pack or not. There was no time. No time to rest, no time to fully heal. Iris was in danger and I must save her.Every fibre of my being screamed at me to move faster, to bridge the impossible distance that separated us. Every mile felt like a lifetime, every rustle of leaves a potential delay. Clarisse was so worried. “I can’t reach Travis… we don’t know if he made it.” She said on the way. Nicolas’s updated us not too long after. “Travis just called… they encountered heavy resistance. It is clear that Luka anticipated them.” I clenched my jaw. That bastard. He is indeed an old weasel. “No matter what,” I snarled, “we break through and defeat him. We have to.”And we did. The fight was brutal. When we arrive
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Chapter: Chapter 167What I felt inside wasn’t just a power. It was an understanding. An understanding that made me feel ancient, yet utterly present, as if the moon goddess and I were two halves of a perfect whole. My vision were sharpened, and I could see everything. Every sin, every judgement. Every weakness and strength. I could see it all. With a roar that echoed through the hall, I launched myself at Luka, and flinged him far, sending him crashing against the wall. He hadn’t even fully regained his footing before I slammed into him again, sending his hulking form sprawling again once more. My eyes, I could feel, burned with an otherworldly light, fixed on Luka with an intensity that made him flinch.“Your opponent is me, Luka Lane!” I stated, my voice resonating with a newfound authority, a power that was both mine and something far more greater.Luka snarled, pushing himself up, his grey fur bristling. “So, the little moonflower has finally found her thorns, huh! Too bad for little one, you shoul
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Chapter: Chapter 166Travis’s strength was visibly slipping away but I could only watch. Each blow, each snarl, seemed to cost him more. Then, the unthinkable happened. Luka, with a brutal swiftness, plunged his massive claws deep into Travis’s chest. An agonizing shout ripped through the air, a sound that tore at my soul.Luka ripped his claws out, and Travis’s powerful wolf form faltered. He crashed to the ground, as a dark stain of blood spread rapidly under him. His gaze was filled with pain and exhaustion, flickered towards me. In his eyes, I saw a heart breaking message. “I’m tired. I tried.” That’s all I could see in his eyes. He was tired and I was powerless. Tears streamed down my face, blurring the horrific scene before me.Luka with his eyes gleaming with a cruel triumph, loomed over Travis. “Insect!” he sneered as he opened his massive jaws, ready to deliver the killing blow, aiming for Travis’s throat.“NO!” The shriek tore from my own throat, it was a desperate shout, hoping it could somehow
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Chapter: Chapter 165“What was that sound?” Archie demanded of the guards turned towards the door.They all looked confused as their eyes darted nervously around “We… do not know Alpha,” one stammered, “but it sounds… it sounds like someone is blowing the place up.”My heart leaped into my throat. Could it be? Could it possibly be him? A flicker of desperate hope ignited in me, chasing away the fear in my heart. Leigh was here. It had to be Leigh. He wouldn’t let them keep me here.Archie’s jaw tightened, his gaze locking onto mine, then a cruel smirk twisted on his lips. “Keep her contained,” he snarled at the servants who stood. “Do not let her escape. I will go and see what this… disturbance… is.” He shot me one last venomous look before turning and striding out of the room, the guards hurrying after him.My mind was a whirlwind of possibilities. Explosions? Fighting? It had to be Leigh. My eyes felt hot with unshed tears of relief and anticipation. He was here. He was really here to save me.“Come my
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Chapter: Chapter 164Sleep. That word felt foreign. After what I had heard from Ethel, how could I possibly fall asleep. The locked door was a solid testament to my captivity, and the high, narrow window offered no solace at all or a route of escape. I was trapped, and those guards were outside watching. I paced back and forth in the confines of the room. My mind was running like a hamster on a wheel with no way to stop. As I turned sharply, my foot caught on the edge of the bed, sending me sprawling on the ground hard. The back of my head slammed against the marble floor, as a sharp blinding pain shot through me. A loud groan escaped my lips, and for a dizzying moment, darkness threatened to take me again. But then, as the pain subsided, a torrent of memories, sharp and vivid, began to flood my consciousness wildly. The fragmented dreams, the unsettling whispers, the faces I couldn’t quite grasp, they all snapped into place with startling clarity. I could remember everything all of a sudden. I wasn’t
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HIS TO CONQUER
DOMINATING! CONTROL! OBSESSION! CONQUERING!
In a twisted game of power and submission, childhood enemies Logan and Gavin engage in a delicate game of possession and control.
When Logan's family falls into the problem of facing bankruptcy, he's forced to swallow his pride and seek help from the one person he's always despised. Gavin Slade.
Gavin however, sees this as the perfect opportunity to exact revenge on his long time enemy. With each problem Logan faces, Gavin appears as a black knight, but at a price Logan might not be willing to pay, a price to satisfy Gavin’s twisted desires.
As the stakes escalate, Logan finds himself trapped in a web of dependence, with Gavin holding the reins. But beneath the surface of their antagonistic relationship, a spark of attraction flickers to life with each encounter deepening their erotic desires. Desires Logan swore he would never have.
As Logan's feelings grow increasingly complicated, he begins to question whether Gavin's ultimate goal is to destroy him or to claim him as his own. Will they find redemption in each other, or will their toxic dynamic prove to be their downfall?
In this tale of obsession and control, the lines between love and hate are blurred, and the true nature of possession is revealed. Can Logan and Gavin find a way to break free from their destructive patterns, or will they remain forever bound in a cycle of desire and domination?
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Chapter: Happily Ever After!~ Logan’s POV ~My heart was practically tap dancing in my chest. It was today. Today was the day. My wedding day. My wedding with Gavin. A silly, goofy grin felt permanently plastered to my face, and every time I looked in the mirror, it just widened.Peter had been surprisingly invested. I still remember his dramatic sigh when I first mentioned needing a suit, only for him to drag me to some ridiculously expensive boutique three weeks ago to get suits. "Darling you need to look royal," he complained as he picked up fabrics. In the end, he chose a dark blue suit that actually made me look… well, royal. He said going for white was too basic. And this morning, he was here earlier, buzzing around my hotel room like an over caffeinated hummingbird."Logan, for the love of all that is holy, are you even dressed yet?" he shrieked, barging in for the tenth time in the last hour. "The ceremony starts in an hour! Gavin's already there, probably a nervous wreck, and you're still fiddling wit
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Chapter: My favourite meal!It’s been a few months now and I must say, it has been the happiest for me. Peter had, quite simply, moved in. Or rather, I hadn't let him leave. The house felt hollow without his easy laughter, and the mornings dull without the aroma of his coffee brewing. Even the incessant meows of his three ridiculously fluffy cats, had become a comforting soundtrack to my days. They had taken quite a liking to me too, much to Peter’s amusement who thought they wouldn’t like me, especially Claws. They would often choose to nap on my lap while I tried to work on my laptop.Our days were so comfortable. I still went to the office, the pressures of work feeling somehow lighter knowing Peter would be waiting for me at home. He would often text me throughout the day, sending silly memes or asking about my progress even while still at work. Evenings were the best. Sometimes, I would come home to the tantalizing smell of something delicious Peter had whipped up in the kitchen. He genuinely loved to cook,
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Chapter: Closure!My jaw clenched as my damn phone started ringing, tearing me away from the warmth of Peter's embrace. Reluctantly, I pulled back as I answered the call."What?" I snapped curtly without even checking the caller ID."Sir," my secretary's voice said through the speaker. She sounded troubled too. "I just received a call.. your father is..well his health has deteriorated significantly. You need to come home immediately."I was quiet for a while as I processed the information."I'm on my way," I finally managed, I hung up without another syllable.Peter's brow was furrowed with concern, his hand reaching out to gently touch my arm. "What is it Alex? What's wrong?""It's my father. His condition… it's gotten worse. I have to go.""I'll come with you," Peter said immediately, I shook my head because there was no way I was going to allow that. "No Peter. You can't. You don't understand… my father… he's… vehemently homophobic. It won't be pleasant if he..."But Peter's jaw was set stubbornly
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Chapter: He's back!~ Alexander’s POV ~It’s been fourteen agonizing days since the light had been stolen from Peter’s eyes. It felt like an eternity, a cruel suspension of time where the only constant thing was the fear that his eyes might never open again. Everything else became so insignificant to me. The company, deals, every single thing, I abandoned it all, and I was basically living in the hospital. I felt alien to anything else but the beeping of the machines that kept Peter’s fragile body alive.I didn’t want him to remain in the public ward so I had him moved swiftly to a private hospital, two weeks ago in a VIP ward, where the best doctors and nurses could attend to him. Every morning, I would arrive before dawn to watch over him. I would gently bathe him, clean him careful around the bandages. Then I would comb his messy hair. I didn’t want the nurses to do it. I wanted to do it myself. Seeing Peter like this made me so mad and I regretted listening to Gavin’s weak suggestion of dumping Ja
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Chapter: Scrubbing!~~ TRIGGER WARNING!!! For those who doesn't like torture. I tried to make it less graphic though ~~There was a slow curl of Alex’s lips. It was not a smile, not really, but something far more unsettling. He didn't speak further, just nodded his head towards Marco. Marco in turn immediately barked a series of sharp commands at the other guards. "Get him secured! Set the bastard up!"My gut clenched. A cold dread began to seep into my veins as I watched them move with efficiency. Alex, meanwhile, was on his feet, his gaze dropping to the figure of Jaxon huddled on the floor. There was no pity in his eyes, only disgust. Jaxon was already a mess of whimpers and desperate pleas, his voice cracking with terror as the men descended upon him.Two of them hauled Jaxon up, his limbs flailing uselessly, and dragged him towards a heavy looking iron surface that lay in the center of the room, I didn’t even notice it before. He was laid face down, his body trembling violently against the cold meta
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Chapter: Vendetta!“I want in,” I stated, my voice firm, brooking no argument. Alex turned to me, his emerald orbs that had turned so dark locked in my gaze. “Can you handle it Gavin?” he asked. I met his gaze, and I felt a bit offended. “What do you take me for?”His eyes narrowed, a hint of something dangerous glinting within them. “What I’m about to do isn’t about ordering someone around Slade. I’m going to do this myself. With my own hands.” His voice was colder now, devoid of any warmth. “Can you handle that?”I stared into the abyss of his eyes, seeing the raw hate that resided there. It was unsettling. I swallowed hard before replying. “Yes,” I finally said, my voice low but resolute. “I can.”Alex nodded, a grim satisfaction flickering across his features. He stood up abruptly. “Let’s go. We need to be back before Peter wakes up.” He started towards the door, then paused, turning back. “Where’s Logan?”I snorted. “I thought you’d never ask.” I told him about Logan’s internal bleeding, the shar
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