LOGINZeden.“This is ridiculous, Zeden! This is the height of madness! Just kill me already!” Irina shouted, her voice cracking like thin ice.“Don’t worry,” I snapped back, calm as death. “I’ll make it quicker than you deserve.”There was nothing sweeter than the horror twisting her busted face.The wide, glassy eye, the way her split lip trembled.It gave me every ounce of satisfaction I craved right now.But it wasn’t complete.Not yet.Not until Amber tore her skin piece by piece, the same way this bitch had carved into my wife.I slid my hands under Amber’s arms and lifted her gently to her feet.She stood there, chest heaving, eyes glassy with shock and something darker I couldn’t name.I pulled my sweatpants back on, knotting the drawstring with quick fingers.The look on her face hit me like a blade. She was angry.Hurt.I’d pushed her too far, made her do something that went against every pure thing she was.I crossed to one of the crates covered by a black tarp, yanked it free
Amber.The horror in front of me still hadn’t settled.My brain kept stuttering over the sight of Irina.Chained, blood-streaked, half-naked, whimpering for death like it was the only kindness left.Part of me wanted to feel sorry for her.Another part, smaller and darker, wanted to pick up something sharp and drag it across her skin the way she’d done to me.The thought made my stomach lurch, but it was there.Real and ugly.Zeden’s voice cut through the fog.“Take off your nightwear, blondie.”He said it again, calm and low, like he was asking me to pass the salt.My feet stayed rooted.“What?” My brows pulled together so tight it hurt.“Yes.” He stepped closer, crowding me without touching. “Take it off. Didn’t you say you trusted me?”“There’s no reason for me to strip in front of her, Zeden. Or even here.” My arms wrapped tighter around myself. “If you want to punish her, do it. But I’m not… I can’t do that to someone. Not even her.”He moved behind me, slow and deliberate, u
Zeden.I was so full of shit.And yeah, Mother had nailed one thing dead right.Amber was my fucking weakness.One look at her.One touch, and every wall I’d built came crashing down like cheap glass.The heat of her body alone was enough to melt the ice I carried everywhere else. Anger, control, the cold calculation that kept me alive in this world.She could unravel me with a single breath against my neck, and I’d let her.Every damn time.Even now, with rage still bubbling under my skin like lava ready to erupt.The only thing big enough to cut through it was her.Her scent.Her softness.The way she trembled when I touched her.Fuck… the only goddamn thing that could ever soften the monster in me was this woman straddling my lap, her thighs bracketing mine, her wet heat already soaking the head of my cock.If she could tear my skin open, she’d see it carved there. Her name, over and over, etched into bone and muscle like a brand.The center of my heart?That’s hers too.Always
Amber.My brain was still reeling.Trying to catch up to the chaos that had just exploded in the foyer.The hatred Julie carried for me wasn’t just deep. It was bottomless.She’d gone far enough to kidnap her own granddaughter, all to twist Zeden’s love into something that would finally break me.All to prove I didn’t belong here.My head throbbed like someone had taken a hammer to it.I clutched the front of my nightdress tighter.My knuckles white against the silk, as if holding the fabric together could keep me from falling apart.Zeden’s gentle shove still stung. Not because it hurt physically, but because it was deliberate.Careful, but distant.His footsteps had already faded up the staircase, followed by the loud slam of our bedroom door.By the time I reached the top, he was in the bathroom.The door was ajar, steam curling out, light spilling across the floor.I leaned against the frame.My forehead pressed to the cool wood, straining to hear anything. Water running, his b
Zeden.I didn’t wait for her to finish the performance.Mother’s voice cracked on cue.Shaky and theatrical.The same tone she’d used my whole life whenever she got caught. “Zeden… what are you saying? I have no idea what you’re talking about. How could I take my own grandchild? How could I do that to her… to you?”The words came out trembling, her eyes wide.Her hand pressed to her chest like she might faint from the accusation alone.Classic Julie.Always the victim when the spotlight turned too bright.I stepped closer.Slowly and deliberately.“You have no idea what I’m talking about?” My voice stayed quiet, almost conversational. “This game you’re playing is old. You fucking know how much I hate it when people lie to my face. You’ve known since I was a boy. I don’t care who you are. Mother. Wife. Stranger. I’ll do whatever it takes to make you regret ever opening your mouth to lie to me.”Her lips parted.No sound came out at first.“I’m not lying,” she whispered. “For crying
Zeden. (Less Than An Hour Ago.)It didn’t take thirty minutes to reach the playground.Rukov drove like the devil himself was riding shotgun, cutting through red lights and weaving past late-night traffic with a focus that bordered on reckless.I didn’t tell him to slow down.Nothing was going to stop me from getting to the truth tonight. Not the hour, not the bone-deep exhaustion clawing at my edges.My daughter was gone.That single fact burned hotter than anything else.We pulled up to the rear service entrance.The place was supposed to be closed, lights dimmed, gates locked.Supposed to be.Rukov killed the engine and we moved fast.No alarms tripped.No security lights flared.That alone made my blood run colder.We reached the main building’s loading dock.A lone security guard stepped out, flashlight beam sweeping the darkness.He saw us too late.Rukov spoke first, calm, almost polite. “We need to see the security footage. Afternoon through evening. Every camera.”The gua
Amber.I couldn’t dare close my eyes. Couldn’t even open them properly. Sweat poured from every inch of my skin, adding fresh sting to the burn already clawing through me.I kept thrashing against the cuffs, wrists raw and screaming. The more I struggled, the tighter the metal bit, widening th
“The food is ready. Don—” I bit down on the last word, my teeth clenched, but it came out more like a moan as he finally released my neck. “Dish it out,” he ordered, withdrawing his fingers from my pussy slowly, deliberately. He leaned into my ear. “Would you like to know what you taste lik
~~Amber~~ He turned me around with force, pushing my back to the cold wall. His weight leaned into me. Before I could move, he grabbed both my wrists and pinned them above my head. His breath hit my neck, and I felt his teeth scrape down my body, dragging over the thin, useless fabric I wore.
~~Amber~~ My entire life… I never imagined I’d end up like this. A maid. Wearing this rag on my body. Scrubbing kitchen counters like my existence didn’t matter. First, I was supposed to be married off to that monster. But no. Now I was here—trapped in his house, under his roof, under







