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AidenThe leash he thought he had on me snapped the second he touched her. He had used up all his chances with me.The public humiliation at the masquerade ball, I had let it go for her. Because I asked for it. But that mercy was dead now.I was stripped off my shirt. My arms spread wide, wrists chained to iron hooks bolted into stone. The head enforcer stepped behind me. He muttered, "Excuse me."The whip hissed through the air, the first lash sliding across my back. The pain followed immediately, sharp enough to jolt through my spin.I didn't scream.My jaw locked. Teeth clenched so tight, I feared it might crack.The second lash followed quickly, and so did the second with no time to prepare for the next.My nails dug into my palms.Pathetic.I was getting whipped like a dog and for a woman.How low have I fallen?Was she even worth it?I stared at the wall.She must have woken up by now.I chuckled. I bet she was happy I was gone. Probably wished I'd died.But this won't kill me
AidenWhen Storm informed me that Mira wasn't answering her comm, my world tilted."What the fuck do you mean she's not answering?" I barked, already moving.My heart pounded as I shoved open the door to Julian's office. He wasn't there. It was some random asshole humping a woman. He lured me away from her.I dashed out, tearing down the hallway, down the stairs, into the grand hall. There was no sign of her.I'd only been gone for ten minutes. Ten fucking minutes and she was gone.I grabbed the nearest person, slamming his head into the table. The wood had cracked and split. Silence fell across the hall."Where is she?" I demanded.They stared at me. They must have thought I was a joke.I drew my gun and fired. The man dropped dead. Gaps erupted across the hall."Iβ I saw her on the second floor of the east wing."I didn't wait.I ran.My heart beat echoed in my ears. I prayed I wasn't too late. That he hadn't touched her. If he did, I was going to kill him.Two men stood outside th
LeahFreya chuckled beside me. "Why is he acting like someone might snatch you away?"Well, your psychopath of a brother did threaten to feed my bones to me.She draped a hand over my shoulders. "Come on," she said with a bright smile. "Let's have fun without controlling men."Mira trailed behind us as she led the way into the grand hall."I disliked you the first time we met," she said.No shit."But now... I think you're not so bad."She smiled at me.Before I could reply, a waiteress bumped into me, her tray tilting forward. And spilt wine down the front of my dress, soaking it.My mouth parted in shock as I looked down at the mess. Heads were already turning toward the commotion, whispering.God, I hate this."Oh no," Freya gasped dramatically.The waitress dropped to her knees, bowing low with her forehead touching the ground. "I am so sorry!""Someone," Freya snapped her fingers, and a man in a black suit appeared. "Take her out and make sure she's punished.""You don't need to
LeahHe leaned in closer. "Do you know what was on my mind the entire ride home?"I swallowed hard. "How to punish me.""Yes. But I knew if I had done what I really wanted to do to you, you'd end up crying. And fall sick again."I fell sick because of the cold, but whatever.His fingers grazed my throat."So, what did you decide to do to me?"He placed one arm above me, the other brushing along my jaw."What do you think?"He pressed his body into mine, making me feel his hardness. My lips parted.He glanced down at them, then back at me, eyes darkening."You've messed up my life, Leah," he said through clenched teeth."And you ruined mine."Then he kissed me. It was a possessive kiss. One that stole the air from my lungs and scrabbled every coherent thought. He kissed me until my knees buckled until I was soaked with want. My body betrayed me, reacting in all the ways I swore it wouldn't.He ripped the shirt from my body, his hands feverishly roaming every inch of me. He carried me
Leah"Don't move," he hissed. "Don't say a fucking word. Just stand still."The man reached us, his gaze crawling over me."Boss," Aiden said, his voice tight. "Didn't expect to see you here tonight."The man I figured was the Don chuckled, his gaze flicking between Aiden's possessive grip on me and my neck."This one's new," he said."Just one of the girls from the club.""Ah."But he didn't look away."What is your name, princess?" "She is no one," Aiden cut in sharply, his nails digging into my side.The Don chuckled again."If you keep acting like that Aiden," he said. "I might start thinking she is more than just a girl from the club."A vein bulged in Aidenβs neck. His jaw clenched tight.The Don offered his hand to me. "Dance with me." "She can't dance," Aiden snapped. "Sheβ""Of course," I said sweetly, placing my hand in the Donβs."I told you to stay quiet," he hissed, low enough for only me to hear. His grip turned punishing.I turned to him, beaming."If you will excuse
LeahI imagined my hands wrapped around his throat, pressing hard until I had snuffed the fucking life out of him. But then again, he would wake before I even got a full grip.Maybe I should just stab him again.He groaned in his sleep. Strained. Like something was haunting him. A nightmare. It was a sight I saw almost every night since after Liam's visit.He turned on the bed, facing me. His brows furrowed. Jaw clenched tight.So, monsters have nightmares too.He shifted closer, trying to snuggle into me, seeking escape from whatever torment chased him.I was the last person he should cling to. I would pay whatever was aftrr him good money to catch him and make sure he never woke up again.His arm slid around my waist, pulling me in. I yanked it off, then rolled away from him.He groaned again, lower this time. He sounded in pain.I climbed off the bed, ignoring the way he murmured my name.The clock read 12:00 a.m.I moved silently into the sitting room, holding the mini calendar I