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Prison of Pain
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Claimed By The Wrong Brother The Price of Stepping Outside
Chapter TenMADONNAI padded myself up after a cold shower, thanks to the set of panties and pads that was sent last night.I had to put on the smelly hoodie again since I had nothing to wear. I hated that I had to wear it again, but I had no choice. Everything in this place reminded me that I didn’t belong here, that I was just someone thrown into a world I didn’t understand. My body still felt sore and tired, and even standing made my legs ache, but I forced myself to move anyway. It’s still so early in the morning so breakfast isn’t coming yet. I slowly limped to the door and opened it when I peeped out.“Should I just take a walk?” I whispered.Suddenly, memories of the clan prison rushed back into my mind, and fear gripped my chest. My hands began to shake as I quickly shut the door and stepped back.“No… it’s fine,” I told myself, forcing a deep breath. “It’s early in the morning. Nothing will happen.”Gathering what little courage I had left, I opened the door again and steppe
Claimed By The Wrong Brother Breaking Restraint
ADRIANMadonna started shaking tremblingly, full of fear for the ruthless metal that was placed on her head. Her body shook like she were holding herself together.“I’m…I’m…sorry” she stammered, unable to lift her face.I threw a container on the bed and pulled the gun away. “Take a bath and apply it to your body” I said, already turning to leave. ‘I…’ Madonna said and I stopped.I looked back slowly.“I… I… Need… pad…I’m… On… My… Flow” she said, her head bowed with her voice barely audible.I gave her an indecipherable look and walked out without a word.My dick stayed hard, angry, and demanding. The image of her naked body burned into my mind, every inch of her carved into my memory like a curse. One look. Just one look and my control shattered like I needed to fuck someone until blood spilled just to get relief. I tried to suppress it, but the image of her kept replaying in my head. My cock throbbed painfully.“That girl, damn!” I ranted, shooting at no one in particular. It made
Claimed By The Wrong Brother Alive Because I Say So
ADRIANI didn’t intend to go to the prison. That was the lie I told myself as I stood alone in my room, my fingers clenching around a glass I hadn’t touched. Everything was normal, yet something gnawed at me.I didn’t sleep, not because the clan was restless or because business demanded my attention. I have handled bloodier nights than this without blinking. This should have been nothing, but it wasn’t. It was her, Madonna.Her name echoed in my head in a disturbing way and I quickly poured the drink down my throat, irritation flashing through me.I assured myself she deserved whatever happened to her because she humiliated me in my own territory.My jaw tightened as I set the glass down and turned sharply toward the door.By the time I reached the underground corridor leading to the clan prison, I slowed down. The air shifted as I descended, colder and heavier with the scent of iron and damp stone.The guards stiffened the moment they saw me.“Lord Adrian” they said in unison, bowi
Claimed By The Wrong Brother Prison of Pain
MADONNAMy legs were aching as I ran down the hospital hallway, my chest was rising and falling so fast that I felt like my heart would burst out of my ribs.“Someone stop her” I heard Aaron shouting behind me but that only made my run faster.I didn’t stop or look back. I just kept running.My vision was blurry and my head was aching badly, but freedom was just there that I could almost feel it. I turned to a corner sharply and suddenly…Bang!I crashed into a stretcher. The nurse pushing the stretcher screamed as the stretcher rolled sideways and I lost my balance and fell hard to the floor, my shoulder slamming painfully against the tiles. The impact knocked the breath out of me for a second, and everything went black. A strong hand suddenly grabbed me before I could get up.“Madonna,” Aaron said.I struggled violently, kicking and scratching like a mad woman, but he pinned me down easily.“Enough” he barked. “You are done running.”“You shouldn’t have tried to run away Madonna, d
Claimed By The Wrong Brother The Escape That Failed
MadonnaThe silence became unbearable the moment the door closed behind us. Not the peaceful kind, but the dangerous kind, heavy, thick, like something waiting to strike.Adrian stood by the window of the personal slave quarter. The new slave quarter is more comfortable and a little bigger than the previous one which looked like a cell. His back was was turned at me, loosing his cuff links as though as he challenged his brother and father over my existence.“She’s mine”The words echoed in my head, curling around my spine like a warning.“You will be staying here, guarded and you will be fed. And don’t feel special because any wrong move from you will lead to your death”.He said coldly as he turned his head to me and I flinched. “You are alive because I think you will be useful and it wont take anything for me to kill you once I see you playing any stupid trick” he added.“Yes Adrian” I swallowed “And who the fuck gave you the right to call my name, you have to refer me as your mas
Claimed By The Wrong Brother The Monster’s Protection
MADONNA The cell door slammed open and I backed up against the wall scared. The two men that walked in had creepy smiles on their faces. I scrambled to my feet, backing against the cold wall. The bigger and smelliest of them came up to me and I pressed my face to the wall because of his awful smell. He took a strand of my hair and tangled it around his fingers. "Adrian didn't say we couldn't have fun with his new toy." He breathed into my hair and I cried out in fear. He then pulled out my hair and I reached out to scratch his face. The thinner one cackled enjoying the scene in front of him. "I like her, shes feisty. Let's see if she's worth all this trouble." I calculated distances and angles like Sergei taught me. When they lunged, I struck first. My elbow connected with the first ones throat. He choked and stumbled back. I spun and drove my knee into the other's groin. He doubled over with a grunt. "The bitch can fight!" The bigger one gasped, recovering faster than I e
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