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It wasn't my choice!

Author: Purpleink
last update publish date: 2026-06-12 00:23:02

The memory of that alleyway, of the cold blood pooling around my father’s open skull, was a permanent scar on my mind. It was the moment I stopped being a person and became an asset. A bloody debt, and I soon learned, that it was a hereditary disease.

Others inherited assets, lands, connections…but what did I get? Piles and piles of debt that bloody sick incestuous pedophile owed.

After Raymond acquired me as his, the other hungry sharks, the men my father had owed filthy gambling money came
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  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    It wasn't my choice!

    The memory of that alleyway, of the cold blood pooling around my father’s open skull, was a permanent scar on my mind. It was the moment I stopped being a person and became an asset. A bloody debt, and I soon learned, that it was a hereditary disease. Others inherited assets, lands, connections…but what did I get? Piles and piles of debt that bloody sick incestuous pedophile owed. After Raymond acquired me as his, the other hungry sharks, the men my father had owed filthy gambling money came circling like they smelled blood. They tracked me down, demanding payment for what my father owed them, but Raymond had simply swept them aside, and made himself my sole creditor. I completely belonged to the red-haired devil now, and that was the only protection I had in this filthy world. He didn't put me on the street, though. Not exactly. He turned me into a spectacle that would make him money. “Your pretty face can at least pay your debt!” He grinned as he pinched my cheek. I was scared

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    My Savior and creditor!

    Every ragged breath I took felt like inhaling glass, and the sound of the bat dragging against the pavement made me feel like I was going to pee myself. “Shit!” I cussed as I stared at the wall in front of me. I should have turned another corner, now we were trapped here with this monster that eats his own children. "You slimy bitch, you think you’re so clever, don't you?" he hissed, his voice bubbling with saliva and spite. "Just like your whore of a mother…that bitch just ran off with my money, left me with nothing,” he sneered, his eyes blazing. “I’d rather put you in the ground than let you walk away from me, Zayn." He spat as he inched closer towards us. Orion was trembling so violently in my arms that I felt his heart beating so fast. He was too young to understand, but he could clearly tell we were both in danger. "Please," I choked out, tears blurring my vision. "Please, just let him go….he’s just a child. You can kill me, but leave him alone!"My father let out a mocking

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Escape!

    ~~~ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ ~~~THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS CONTENT THAT MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME READERS. PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION…..From that night on, the lock on my bedroom door was a memory. It didn’t matter if I screamed or if I fought until my fingernails were torn and bloody, my father was a man of relentless, drunken energy. Eventually, the beatings and abuse became so frequent and so senseless that I simply... stopped fighting. I learned the art of becoming a statue. I would just lay there, staring at a crack in the ceiling, detaching my soul from my body until the air stopped smelling like gin and the weight finally lifted. He would moan on his own, grunt, choke me and do everything he pleased and when he was satisfied he would leave. He would say, “it's not my fault you are so beautiful. I can't help myself dear.”I hated my skin. I hated the way it felt under his hands, and I hated the way it looked in the mirror. I wanted to take a knife and peel it all off, just to s

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Horrible... just horrible!

    ~~~ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ ~~~THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS CONTENT THAT MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME READERS. PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION…..The door to Orion’s bedroom clicked open, so I scrambled to my feet, my heart clawing at my ribs. I scrubbed my face hard with my sleeves, desperate to wipe away the salt and the terror before my brother could see the wreckage Raymond had left behind."Zayn! I’m ready! I even put my juice box in the side pocket like you showed me!" Orion stood there, his backpack nearly as big as he was, his face glowing with a pride that felt like a knife to my gut.But then his smile faltered. He stepped closer, his small brow furrowing. "Zayn? Why are you on the floor? And why is your face all red?"I didn't answer. I just reached out and pulled him into me, burying my face in the crook of his neck. I held him so tight I feared I might bruise him, but I couldn't let go. He was the only clean thing left in my world."I’m fine, baby," I whispered, "I’m just... I’m so

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Savior!

    Raymond’s hands moved with a terrifying gentleness as he set Orion down from his lap. The sight of those long fingers brushing crumbs off my brother’s chin made the air in my lungs burn. I stood paralyzed, my ribcage aching, holding my breath as if the slightest exhale would shatter the fragile safety of the room."Go on, little man," Raymond said, his voice smooth. He gave Orion a playful wink. "The adults need to talk about boring things. Go to your room."I finally found my voice, though it was thin and trembling. "Go, Orion. Get your backpack ready for school. Don't come out until I call for you, okay?""Okay, Zayn!" Orion chirped, clutching his bag of chocolate cookies like they were a treasure. He hopped off the sofa, oblivious to the wolf sitting in our living room, and skipped toward his bedroom.The click of his door closing felt like a death sentence.The silence that followed was suffocating. I finally let out that breath, my shoulders sagging as the adrenaline began to cur

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    I'm not a saint! I never was!

    ~ Zayn's POV ~I'm not innocent! I never pretended that I was.Life has dealt with me in the most cruel ways and I would do anything to survive, even if it means wriggling through dirt. I had no choice. A man like me who was born with nothing and has to endure everything…I can only keep struggling.The fabric of Rocco’s shirt was too heavy, too expensive, and far too large, swallowing my frame in a way that should have felt ridiculous. Instead, it felt like a warm cocoon. Warm….was a word I wasn't used to. It was strange but somehow it felt comforting.The shirt he picked out for me smelled of that woodsy, masculine cologne and the faint, lingering scent of the expensive liquor he’d been drowning in the night before.As the SUV glided through the waking city, the early morning light turned the buildings into blurry, golden canvas. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the window, watching the world pass by, and for the first time in a long time, the constant, low-frequency hum of

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Become the monster!

    Father started handling business as we watched the performance. He sat at a velvet draped table in the center of the VIP section, his presence drawing every nervous eye in the room. I stood at his right, my legs aching, but my mind still stuck in that dark cell where Dante laid broken, wondering ho

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Monster that eats his children!

    The screaming in this household every now and then was not the worst part of living here.Not the blood also, we were used to blood. It was the sound of our own voice that had slowly been silenced due to years of pain. On one of the days, as usual a kid was dragged into the house. He was a six-year

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Tough!

    "It’s really going to be a bloodbath," I muttered. "I hope your Angel has insurance, because Rocco doesn't just get angry, he levels buildings. If he finds out he was lusting after a man, he’ll burn this club to the ground just to wash the memory from his brain."Eve just leaned back, blowing a per

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Angel

    The past few days had felt like wearing a suit made of glass with one wrong move and the whole thing would shatter.Living with Liam was... quiet. We woke together, we shared meals, I watched him heal, the bruises on his skin fading slowly but surely.It was like a fever dream that I didn't want to

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