PROLOGUE

Slowly opening her lashes, she found herself chained in that dark cell where a cavernous gloominess was prevailing around her and the only source of light was a lamp which was burning over her. Her arms were wide open and were chained in iron chains but the thing which horrified her the most was her naked body. She was completely bare and was chained.

The rustling sound of the chain echoed as she tried to break free them but they were too rigid and tightly locked. A groan escaped from her mouth as she felt her whole body and head was still throbbing in pain. She didn't even know what those pathetic monsters had injected in her to make her unconscious but she knew in whose order they had done it.

She got out of her thoughts with the sound of those heavy footsteps heading closer to her resonated. Her heartbeat inflated. Her gaze trailed at the door of that cell and finally it again met with those glowing ember eyes of his……DARREN VENZOR…. that cruel ruthless predator with a soul, vicious than a merciless sadist.

"So, we met again….." his deep pitched voice reverberated. Her jaw clenched whereas her fist tightened. She loathed the very existence of this monster. All these years she was living her life with the sole purpose of taking his life with no mercy, just like she had seen her sister getting brutally raped and dying just because of him.

"But, it looks like, my presence didn't please you, like always," a malicious grin crept on his face as his feet made their way inside and closer to her. Standing in front of her, he peered into her silver eyes which were flaming with hatred, a treacherous amount of hatred for him. Throughout his life, he had only witnessed terror in all those eyes which had ever dared to meet with him but she was the first person who had broken that belief of his.

He watched her aggressively struggling in those chains as he knew how desperate she was to attack him and kill him which made his grin widen. He had countless enemies who wanted him dead but none of them had the courage to even stand before him until he came to know about the existence of this bewitching and fearless enemy of his.

Stepping closer to her, he grabbed her both wrists which were wrapped in those chains as he stopped her from struggling, brushing his body against her uncovered one.

"Stop protesting, bellissima. It can hurt you pretty bad," he stated, smirking, earning a death glare from her. 

"And if you get hurt then you will get another reason to kill me," he said and leaned closer to her.

"And you know how much I am already afraid of you," she could feel him grinning against her ear as he brushed his lips against her ear. It made her disgusted. Gritting her teeth, she tossed her head to look at him.

"The way you have chained me here is the evidence of how afraid you are of me, Venzor," she spat at him, fearless. He gazed at her before breaking into a fit of chuckles.

"Of course I am afraid of you and….." he paused and roamed his eyes all over her naked frame. She did her best to fight back her tears of shame because she couldn't afford to show her tears to this evil in front of her. 

Satisfyingly scanning her nakedness, his eyes stopped at her alluring grey spheres. 

"That's why you are standing here in front of me like this, Aereza Kensley," she felt a pang in her heart when he called her by that name. That name which her parents had bestowed her with but it had no existence for anyone, not even for her own self.

He watched a sudden gloominess washing in her eyes which made his inner beast get the urge to take it. He lifted his hand and and tried to touch her face but

"Do not dare to touch me," her hatred for him again took over her pain. His hand halted in the middle but her words made him snigger.

"Seems like you have forgotten I have won over your pack," he uttered, grabbing a strand of her hazel brown hair. 

"Your pack is mine now. Your people are mine now and…." His eyes darted down towards her full lips which turned his grin more iniquitous before his eyes again shifted back to her gaze.

"You are also mine now, bellissima, so accept me as your sole ruler," he found her chuckling at his words, bitterly, which made him raise his brow at her.

"Seems like you believe in living in your fantasies a lot because that's the only place where you might have me on my knees for you but in reality…." She pushed her face nearer to his. Their warm breathings gushed over each other's faces.

"You will find me dead before I would accept you as my ruler, Venzor," her words immediately made him clutch a fist of her hair. He pulled them, making her hiss. Tears gathered in her eyes as he forced her head up. His ember orbs were blazing like a treacherous inferno as they looked at her slightly parted lips 

"Fine, then let's watch if this mouth is just capable of running or …" darting his eyes at her silver hues, he completed his words

"It's really capable of fulfilling its words," he uttered and then snapped his fingers. Before she could process anything, she found a forceful flow of cold water started falling over her in a vigorous flow. The water was so cold that she felt like it was freezing her bones. The force of that water was terrifying. She could feel her entire naked body shuddering beneath it. She couldn't barely keep her eyes open. Her breathing accelerated. Her lungs started tightening because of the lack of air. She started struggling aggressively in those chains but it did nothing to help her in escaping from that inhuman torture of his.

She forced her eyes open to look at him and found him standing in his place but he looked completely unbothered under that bone chilling water. She was just about to pass out because of the cold and lack of air when the water finally stopped falling. She felt her arms getting released from those chains. Her body trembled and shook vigorously. She lost her strength to even stand on her legs. She was just about to drop herself on the ground when she felt his arm getting wrapped around her naked waist. 

He pulled her almost unconscious naked and wet body against his drenched one. She leaned her head which got pressed with his forehead as she had turned too exhausted to even move now. The tip of their noses brushed against each other along with her bare self with his clothed one.

"Take it as the very first gift from me, bellissima," she heard him cooing against her mouth and then she felt his mouth capturing her lips in his warmth but only before he whispered those words which shattered her already broken soul.

"And this is just the beginning, mate,"