(Trigger warning: Mature audience) My heart raced as he uttered those chilling words, "Drag her to my room." I couldn't believe what I was witnessing as he discarded the gun near the lifeless body. He turned and made his way towards his room, leaving me filled with fear and confusion. Just then, four of the guards stepped forward toward me while the rest started clearing the mess in the area. As the guards approached, their stoic expressions concealed their true feelings. I could sense their discontent with the chaotic situation, and it only fueled their animosity towards me. It seemed like they had more reasons to despise me now. My heart skipped a beat as the four imposing figures loomed in front of me. "Please, this way," they said. I gulped hard, nodding my head ever so slightly. I wasn't ready to escalate the situation any further.So I allowed my body to move on autopilot as I took hesitant steps toward the room. My mind was clouded, unable to process the horrifying scene I
(Warning: This chapter contains some sexual content that may be offensive to some readers, please do not read if you're below 18. Do not read if you are not a fan of BDSM sex, read at your own discretion) "No... ooo! Damien!" I screamed out, my voice filled with sheer terror. The room seemed to amplify my fear, the echoes bouncing off the walls. The overwhelming feeling of dread coursed through my veins, leaving me trembling with fear. As I glanced upward, my eyes widened in sheer terror. He locked the door, trapping us in the brightly lit room with a haunting pink glow. The room fell into an eerie silence, leaving me frightened and filled with suspense, desperate to know what he was really up to.My whole being was consumed by fear as I witnessed the devilish smirk on his lips. At that moment, I deeply regretted ever stepping my foot out of the house. I had foolishly believed that his threats were nothing more than empty words, but now I have realized the gravity of the situation. I
At that moment, as I cried out, my vulnerability was on full display. A wave of nervousness and shyness washed over me, engulfing my entire being. His eyes, filled with a twisted desire, roamed over my body, leaving me feeling exposed and worthless. It was as if I was transported back to that dreadful night at DDW, where my sense of self-worth was shattered.His gaze, sharp as a blade, pierced through me, and I could feel the intensity of his desire. Lust, like a flickering flame, danced in his eyes, casting an intoxicating spell. It was as if he had caught his prey, a sinister smirk forming on his lips, giving him an almost demonic aura. The anticipation of devouring his conquest consumed him, adding a chilling thrill to the air.Every nerve in my body ignited as his hands traced their sinful path down my bare skin. The electric current of pleasure surged through me, leaving me trembling with anticipation as his hand continued moving down my boobs. Stopping at one, he gently rubbed t
Damien"Oh…… yeah! Fuck,"I groaned and almost cum inside her but I immediately withdrew and pushed her away. She screamed and fell to the ground in tears.Ignoring her endless sobs, I pick up my phone that has been ringing endless on the side table. **The Shadow Cartel** our mafia group name flashing as the caller ID, gaining my attention. The Shadow Cartel was the largest and first mafia group to have ever existed in the whole world before *The Nightfall Legion* which was Alexander's own came into existence. Back in the day, our mafia group was known as "La Famiglia Oscura," it exuded an air of mystery and power. The name, inspired by the Italian language, translated to "The Dark Family," perfectly captures the essence of our clandestine operations before my relationship with Zuri went messy. The betrayal cut deep, and I couldn't bear the thought of any reminder of Zuri's dishonesty tarnishing my legacy. So, I made a bold decision - I changed the name to "The Shadow Cartel." Becau
Ashley Tears welled up in my eyes as I sank onto the sofa, gazing out the window. Every inch of my body throbbed with pain as if my bones were shattered. It was unbearable to move as if I were being scorched by the flames of hell. I knew deep down that I had to reclaim the company for my father, but how could I possibly do it while trapped under the same roof with a monster? Lost in my thoughts, the door swung open, revealing Damien. He nonchalantly lit a cigarette, and as the smoke filled the room, I couldn't help but cough, feeling suffocated by the scent. But it seemed like my reaction only fueled his determination, as he continued to puff away, mocking my discomfort. Using my right hand, I suddenly covered my nose, desperately trying to escape the pungent smoke. Damien didn't even spare me a glance, his attention was fixated on that picture. Strangely, anger and pain coursed through my veins, growing stronger as I watched him, lost in thought as he attentively stared at the i
It was already evening, and standing in front of the wall mirror was a beautiful lady who was no other but me. I felt absolutely stunning, running my finger along the beautiful heart-shaped necklace adorning my neck. It was a symbol of the deep love Mason and I shared. The shiny jewels perfectly matched my outfit, so there was no reason not to wear it, and besides not like he was going to be there anyway.It's a great thing that Mason couldn't be there since he's a doctor and those kinds of outings aren't really his thing. I don't think I am ready to face him after everything that happened and knowing fully well that he is now with my step-sister, Olivia. I let out a sigh and found myself staring at the wall mirror in the room. "I wish things never went astray," I smiled, though a tinge of sadness lingered in my expression.However, the weight of Damien's wealth is overwhelming, enveloping me in an aura of extravagant luxury. But beneath the surface, I'm carrying the pains and trauma
The drive was something else. I mean, I was a nervous wreck the whole time. Every now and then, I couldn't resist sneaking a peek at him. And I swear I am sure the front driver noticed from the rear mirror. It was like my eyes were magnetically drawn to him. I was just so infatuated! He looked so relaxed, leaning his head back against the car seat with his eyes closed. I couldn't help but notice his index finger tapping gently on his thigh. It was such a calm and peaceful sight.But remembering how much of a monster he was, a surge of anger wells up inside me which makes me want to strangle him to death instantly. But at the same time, I couldn't help but be captivated by his well-shaped peaceful face. It's like he has this Greek god vibe that's just so tempting and alluring, making it so difficult to resist. He looks so calm and gentle with his eyes closed, making me have a second thought if there was an actual reason behind his dark facade. Because how on earth can a good-looki
My heart raced as I found myself lost in a maelstrom of thoughts. My mind kept warning me, listing countless reasons to resist his charms. But those electric sparks between us made it nearly impossible to ignore. I could feel his gaze on me as he leaned back, his eyes locked with mine. The tension in the air was striking. And at that moment, I could have sworn I caught a flicker of desire in his eyes, a lustful shade that sent shivers down my spine. But just as quickly as it appeared, it vanished, replaced by his signature cocky smile. It was as if he had a secret he was enjoying keeping from me.And with a quick glance at the paparazzi and the eager crowd, a satisfied smile played on his lips. But then, he turned his attention back to me and stretched out his hand, a sudden show of affection that aroused my curiosity. Nonetheless, I couldn't help but be intrigued by his unpredictable nature. Shit….. Fuck it! He's definitely throwing me off with his sudden change in demeanor, making