LOGINHe whirled around, eyebrows lifted until they almost touched his hairline. “What next?”I nodded, taking a shaky step towards him. I couldn't let this go on like this. I had this wonderful plan, which I wasn't about to let go of just because everything seemed different from how it was before my rebirth. He watched me, eyebrows raised. When I got to him, I stood, and my hands went to the jacket that he had draped on my body when he released me from the cage. I wasn't wearing anything else since I removed the sheer lingerie those people clothed me in.Funny how I'd forgotten all about it until now. Gulping, he drew a step back, eyes wide. “What are you doing?” His face was almost ashen white, like someone who had seen a ghost. Smiling, I peered up at him, acting shy when I was far from that. “You… You bought me for this, didn't you?” I pulled the coat down, standing naked, just like I'd done in the cage. He closed his eyes, fists clenched to the side, puzzling me for just a few s
ZEPHMy eyes were covered, and the men, who were surprisingly gentle with me, led me out of the place. I expected them to be as rough as they were in the past, but they weren't. They took me out of the house and to a waiting car. Someone opened the door, and they helped me into the car. The second my arse felt the plush, soft leather under me, I relaxed, letting out a sigh. Anyone in my situation would have lost it. I did exactly that way before my rebirth. I had panicked back then, tried to fight the men off, and even clawed at one. But it was all in the past.Instead of doing all that, I relaxed on the seat and laced my fingers together when I heard him enter the car and the engine rumbled to life.“Where are you taking me?” I asked after a while, thinking he would ignore me. I wasn't even expecting a response. “Home,” he said, surprising me. “Your house?” “Where else?”"Oh." And that was all. He didn't say anything and I didn't push the matter further.I couldn't tell how l
LYSANDERShe was the one. Hazel cat-shaped eyes and black wavy hair. Eyes with a spitting fire, just like she had looked when she left in the dream. Yeah, you read that right. I'd never met this woman, had only ever been interested in blondes. However, the night before I met her, I'd had a dream, a lengthy one. It had gone by quickly, but strong enough to leave a lasting impression on me. The feeling had been raw, like I had experienced it. I hadn't, mind you. I'd never met her before. However, when our eyes locked, I felt her pain, the darkness in her gaze, and an emotion I couldn't decipher. There was also a familiarity that confused me. Just then, I decided, I would have nothing to do with her. Though I never knew her, my dream was enough to make me aware of what might happen if we ever got together.I might mistreat her, then cause her disappearance and death. I didn't want that. I needed this woman to live a good life. The goddess might have shown me the dream as a warning never
“What do I think?” Lysander muttered before glancing back at my cage, this time letting his gaze travel over my body. He started from my head, taking in every inch of me. The soft curl in my black hair, the subtle arch of my back, my barely covered breasts and pussy, down to my heels. His eyes missed nothing.I was frozen, hypnotized by his gaze, so I couldn't do anything. Whatever he was using to hold my gaze captive was so powerful, and I was powerless. I only got a reprieve when his gaze tore away from mine once more. “Do you know what happens to disobedient dogs?” He demanded, his tone conveying more than his words did. The men, who were actively purchasing women, started stepping back, their intentions clear in their gazes. As if on cue, someone kicked the exit open, and armed men rushed into the warehouse. Most of them had their faces covered, while a few didn't bother with it. Seeing them brought up another feeling of confusion. I failed to understand why the script changed t
ZEPHAs if someone shook me, I woke with a start, my heart hammering in my chest, and sweat dripping down my body. I glanced around and frowned. I reached for my head and touched my scalp, expecting to feel pain, but I got nothing. Puzzled, I stared at my hands and feet. The last thing I recalled was getting chased after I escaped from the house Lysander had locked me up in. Then… I remembered the car knocking into me, and the searing pain that followed before I lost consciousness. Why was I here now?“This can't be real,” I muttered, shaking my head furiously. It made little sense. This was the past. I let out a sigh and placed my hand on my forehead to be certain I wasn't hallucinating. I couldn't imagine what happened after I died. “Yes, I died.” I nodded. “I'm supposed to be dead, not here.” I stared long at the girls in the cages next to me, eyebrows still scrunched in confusion. “Could I have gone back in time?” I pinched my arm, believing I was dreaming, hissing in pain when I
ZEPHI slowly came to, my head pounding in sync with the depressing awareness that something was terribly wrong. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I took in my surroundings. I was in a small, dingy room with peeling walls and a single window, barred and offering a sliver of sunlight. The old bed creaked beneath me as I moved, its worn mattress biting into my back. For a moment, I couldn't understand what was happening, and didn't know why I was in such a room.Panic set in as memories flooded back. I tried to bolt up on the bed, wincing in pain and falling back as the chains held me back. It was then that I realized I was held. I struggled to scream, to ask for help, but my cry was muffled, making me discover they had gagged me. I struggled on the bed. The chains rattled, the sounds deafening in the otherwise silent room.Help! I tried to shout, despite knowing it was futile. Whoever bought me here wouldn't be foolish enough to keep me in a place where I could be helped by other







