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YOU ARE HURT AND I AM WORRIED

Penulis: Caroluchy
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-12-10 17:55:34
Aria froze, the meaning sinking in slowly, painfully.

Zayne watched her expression shift from shock to disbelief.

A cruel, humorless smile—one that didn’t touch his eyes—spread across his face.

“You look surprised,” he said. “As if you didn’t know you’re standing in front of the man responsible.”

Aria swallowed hard.

“Why are you telling me this? I… I can’t hate you for something I don’t remember. Besides, you keep talking about it like you regret it and it haunts you.”

Zayne paused
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  • CRY OR BETTER YET, BEG   SECRET DOOR

    Anna had been preparing for this moment for years and that night, the pieces were supposed to finally fall into place. She pulled out the disguises she had arranged from her bag and dressed him in a slave's dress, her hands trembling as she worked. "You will be a girl slave," she explained, her voice low. "A slave maid's daughter. Sick and weak. No one will look twice at you. Thankfully, little girls are sex slaves in this hell, so it won't seem odd." Zayne stood still as she worked, his mind a whirlwind of confusion and fear. He was supposed to be celebrating his tenth birthday. Instead, he was being dressed as a girl to be smuggled out of the city like a piece of contraband. Anna disguised herself as a slave maid, pulling a veil over her hair and lower face. She brought out her makeup tools, always watching the door at every minute to make sure no one was coming. Her hands shook uncontrollably with panic as she applied dark shadows to create bags under her eyes and bruise effect

  • CRY OR BETTER YET, BEG   RUN FOR DEAR LIFE

    "I know you're young, but you have to survive. It is far worse to be a prince in this place than to be a nobody outside these hell gates." Zayne blinked, his fevered mind struggling to process her words. "Survive?"—he sobbed. "Yes, baby. Your father is evil. He took after his father, and his father before him. The Blood Fang ritual has corrupted this entire bloodline, and I don't want you to follow the same cycle. You will be asked to do something you may never be able to do, and then you will be killed and replaced within nine months without hesitation." Zayne listened in confusion but didn't interrupt. His mother's hands moved to stroke his small face again. "I know this was too much to reveal at such a young age, but I have no choice. I regret bringing you into this cruel world to suffer. I tried so hard to kill you in my womb, but it wasn't successful." "You... you tried to kill me, Mommy?" His small wounded voice came. Tears streamed down his mother's face. "I know th

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  • CRY OR BETTER YET, BEG   IDENTITY

    His voice came from just ahead.“I’m glad you like it. But please—come. What I want to show you is still farther in.”He offered his hand with the same expression he’d worn all day—not quite happy, not quite sad, but suspended somewhere in between.I stepped through the gate slowly, my senses drowning in a symphony of colors and scents. The gate whispered shut behind us, so silently I nearly missed it.I took his hand, and we began walking through the paradise garden.“What is this place?” I asked, tilting my head in mock innocence. “And why was it locked?”He didn’t answer.Instead, he stopped and held out the keycard toward me.I stared at it, then at him. “Huh?”“Take the keycard.”I frowned. “Why?”He extended his hand further, the plastic glinting in the dappled sunlight. “So you’ll trust me. And be safe.”“I already trust you, Titan. And I know you won’t hurt me.” I paused, letting the question hang. “So… what am I being safe from?”“Take the keycard, Aria.”This time, his eyes

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