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Theo’s mother beamed at me, giving my hand a gentle pat. “Okay, Mija,” she said, her voice light and cheerful. “Enough with the heartfelt moments for now. I think it’s time for me to cut my cake. Come on, let’s head downstairs.”I nodded quickly, relieved to shift the attention away from me. “Of course,” I said, stepping to the side to let her lead the way. I slipped the envelope discreetly into the pocket of my dress as she turned toward the stairs.She glanced back at me with a warm smile. “I can’t wait to see everyone’s faces when they see how beautiful you look in the full set. You’re practically glowing.”I followed her down the grand staircase, my heart still pounding. The party sounds grew louder with each step, the hum of voices and soft music filtering through the air. I forced myself to focus, pushing the mystery of the note to the back of my mind—for now.As we reached the bottom of the stairs, the crowd turned to us, and Theo’s mother raised her arms in delight. “Everyone,
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I screamed, "Please no!" but Theo just laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement."I've been so generous to you, Sofia," he slurred, his voice dripping with malice. "I've been so generous and now it's time for you to do my bidding. Play your fucking role as my pet."I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. "No, Theo, please. Don't make me do this."But Theo just chuckled, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light. "You'll do exactly as I say, Sofia," he growled, his voice low and menacing."Or else."Theo's face twisted into a mean smile as he moved closer to me. His breath was hot on my skin, making me shiver.He started kissing my stomach, his lips touching my skin in a way that made me feel sick. I tried to move away, but I was tied down.Theo's lips moved down my body, his tongue touching my skin. I felt a wave of disgust wash over me as he reached the sensitive area between my legs.His hands grabbed my hips, holding me in place. I felt like I was going to throw up, my stoma
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He placed his hand on my stomach as his hands moved slowly before reaching my pussy. He circled his fingers around my labia majora, his touch sending waves of discomfort through my body.His hands moved closer, tracing the edge of my labia minora. His hands moved to either side of my labia minora, his fingers gently prying them apart. I was so sick to my stomach as he exposed my intimate area.He peered closer, his eyes scanning my body. A sly smile spread across his face as he took in the sight of my hymen, still intact.“Ah, a virgin,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “How quaint. How……delicious.”He chuckled to himself, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “I am going to enjoy this dinner immensely,” he said, his voice low and menacing.Words could not express how terrified I was as Theo was ready to claim me as his prize. Theo asked, “Do you want it rough or gentle?” but he was just being mean. He did not actually care about what I wanted.He laughed again, a cold and scar
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Thirty minutes later, Theo finally finished, cumming inside me with a grunt of satisfaction. He pulled out, his sin stick slick with blood and cum, and began to dress himself calmly, as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.He walked out of the room, leaving me still tied to the bed, my body throbbing with pain and humiliation. I lay there, helpless and exposed, feeling like a discarded toy.Five minutes later, one of Theo's men entered the room, his eyes scanning the scene before him. I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me as he took in my nudity, the cum dripping out of my pussy. He looked away, his expression neutral, and began to untie me.As the ropes fell away and the metal nipple clamp removed from my boobs, I felt a sense of relief, but it was quickly replaced by shame and humiliation. I could not walk due to the pain and everything. The man wrapped with a blanket and carried my back to my room and placed me on the bed before turning to leave and locking the door.
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Theo's hot breath brushed against my ear, making me shudder. But then, he suddenly straightened up and stepped back, his smile never wavering. "Anyway," he said, his voice dripping with nonchalance, "we have a function to attend to. Shall we?" He offered me his arm, his eyes glinting with amusement, as if daring me to refuse.looked up at Theo, my eyes pleading with him. "Please," I said, my voice shaking. "I don't want to go anywhere today. Can't I just stay here?" I tried to pull my hand away from his arm, but he held it firm, his grip tightening.Theo's smile never wavered, but his eyes flashed with annoyance. "I'm afraid that's not possible," he said, his voice cold. "We have a prior commitment, and I won't be canceling it.You'll do as I say, and that's final."Theo's grip on my hand tightened, his fingers digging into my skin like a vice. I winced in pain, but he didn't let up. Instead, he pulled me closer to him, his eyes glinting with a warning. "Let's go," he said, his voice
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Theo’s grip on my arm remained firm as we moved past Diego. His demeanor was cold, unyielding, and completely composed. There was a sense of superiority in every movement he made, a deliberate control that left no room for defiance. Diego’s gaze lingered on us, his expression a mix of curiosity and calculated menace, but Theo wasn’t fazed.Without another word, Theo led me toward a hidden section of the grand suite—a door I hadn’t noticed before. It was expertly disguised, seamlessly blending into the opulence of the room. Theo pressed his hand against it, revealing the entrance. The door slid open smoothly, revealing a dimly lit, private room beyond.The moment we stepped inside, the air felt thick—choking almost. The scent of cigars and cigarettes hung heavy, mixing with the faint aroma of whiskey and cologne. The walls were lined with leather armchairs and dark wood panels, creating an atmosphere of exclusivity and power.At the center of the room, several men—each resembling figur
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The room was still, the tension thick in the oppressive silence. Theo’s gaze never wavered from the men seated before him, his presence commanding and undeniable.After a few moments, I leaned toward him slightly. “Theo,” I whispered, “I need to use the bathroom.”Theo’s jaw tightened ever so slightly. His grip on my arm shifted slightly, but his expression remained composed. “Not now,” he said firmly, his voice low, yet steady.“But—” I began, but he cut me off with a sharp glance.“No,” he repeated. “You’ll wait.”I bit my lip, frustration bubbling beneath the surface, but I knew pushing him further wasn’t an option—not here, not now.After a moment of silence, I gave a small, pleading nod. “Please, Theo,” I whispered again, softer this time. “People are watching.”Theo’s eyes flicked toward me, his grip loosening just slightly as he assessed the situation. Finally, he gave a slight nod, though his demeanor was still rigid. “Fine,” he said, low enough for only me to hear. “Bodyguard
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Theo’s grip on my arm was unrelenting as he dragged me down the stairs, each step heavy with his anger. His fingers dug into my skin, the pressure sharp and unforgiving. I stumbled, trying to keep up, but he didn’t slow down.When we reached the first floor, he stopped abruptly. Without a word, he dismissed the men from his meeting, his icy glare silencing any protests before they began.Theo didn’t say anything as we walked out to the car. He opened the door, practically shoving me inside before slamming it shut. The ride home was silent, but his anger was palpable. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white, his jaw clenched.I sat frozen, afraid to speak, the tension between us growing thicker with each passing second.As the car sped down the darkened streets, Theo’s silence became more suffocating than his words ever could. The air inside felt heavy, his anger radiating like a storm waiting to break. I kept my hands folded tightly in my lap, my fingers tremb
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The drive to the hotel was quiet, aside from Mrs. Rodríguez occasionally glancing at me as if making sure I was still holding it together. Hailey, on the other hand, stayed silent, her arms crossed as she stared out the window.When we finally pulled up to the Marbella Suites, I felt an odd sense of relief. It wasn’t as massive or extravagant as the one Theo kept me in, but it was nice—warm, inviting, and, most importantly, free of him.The lobby smelled of lavender, and the soft lighting made everything feel calmer, safer.For now.I knew this peace wouldn’t last long.Mrs. Rodríguez led me through the lobby and up to her suite on the fifth floor. It was a cozy two-bedroom with large windows that overlooked the city. Nothing like Theo’s cold penthouse, where everything felt like a cage.She gestured toward one of the rooms. "You can sleep here, mija. Make yourself comfortable."I nodded, stepping inside. The room was simple but comfortable—a queen-sized bed, a small dresser, and warm
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The drive to the hotel was quiet, aside from Mrs. Rodríguez occasionally glancing at me as if making sure I was still holding it together. Hailey, on the other hand, stayed silent, her arms crossed as she stared out the window.When we finally pulled up to the Marbella Suites, I felt an odd sense of relief. It wasn’t as massive or extravagant as the one Theo kept me in, but it was nice—warm, inviting, and, most importantly, free of him.The lobby smelled of lavender, and the soft lighting made everything feel calmer, safer.For now.I knew this peace wouldn’t last long.Mrs. Rodríguez led me through the lobby and up to her suite on the fifth floor. It was a cozy two-bedroom with large windows that overlooked the city. Nothing like Theo’s cold penthouse, where everything felt like a cage.She gestured toward one of the rooms. "You can sleep here, mija. Make yourself comfortable."I nodded, stepping inside. The room was simple but comfortable—a queen-sized bed, a small dresser, and warm
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A dull ache pulsed in my skull as I slowly drifted back to consciousness. My body felt heavy, my limbs sluggish, like I was swimming through molasses. The sterile scent of antiseptic filled my nose, and the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor was the first sound that registered.I was still in the hospital.A tired sigh drew my attention. My eyelids fluttered open, adjusting to the bright lights overhead. A middle-aged doctor stood beside my bed, his arms crossed over his chest, a clipboard in hand. His expression was neutral, but there was something relieved in the way he exhaled."Finally stable," he muttered, glancing at the monitor.I swallowed, my throat still raw. "How long?" My voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper."Seven hours," he replied. "Your vitals were erratic for a while, but you're stable now. No need to keep you here any longer."I blinked, struggling to sit up. Every muscle in my body protested, sore and stiff from everything that had happened. The doctor scrib
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The man's grip was unforgiving as he dragged me down the hallway. My bare feet stumbled over the cold floor, my breath ragged, my mind still spinning from what had just happened. The old woman-she was gone. Shot without hesitation.I wanted to scream, to fight, but my body felt numb.We reached Theo's suite. The door loomed in front of me like a gateway to hell.The man yanked it open and shoved me inside."Slam it," Theo's voice was cold, commanding.The door shut behind me with a heavy thud, sealing my fate.I barely had time to turn before Theo twisted the lock with a deliberate click.Now, it was just the two of us.The silence was suffocating.Blood trailed down the side of Theo's face where the vase had hit him, dripping onto his black shirt. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes-his dark, furious eyes-held nothing but wrath.Before I could move, he lunged.His hand fisted in my hair, yanking me forward.I barely had time to gasp before he slammed my head against the vanit
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A loud noise startled me awake. The heavy door to the suite slammed shut, the force of it making the walls tremble. My eyes flew open, my heart racing as I sat up in bed. Theo stood near the entrance, his jaw tight, his expression furious. His dark eyes burned with barely restrained anger, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.I swallowed hard, trying to push away the grogginess from my sleep. He looked like he had just come from a warzone—his black shirt slightly unbuttoned at the top, his sleeves rolled up, revealing his tense forearms. His entire body was coiled with rage, and I could feel the storm brewing in the air around him.Theo didn’t notice me at first. He paced back and forth near the door, his hands running through his hair in frustration. His breathing was heavy, his body tense like he was trying to stop himself from exploding.Then, through gritted teeth, he muttered, "Maldito idiota, Diego. Siempre metiéndose donde no debe."I didn’t understand every word, but I
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I stood there, the envelope clutched tightly in my hands, my mind racing. The words on the paper echoed in my head, "I am watching your every move, Sofia, my love." I couldn’t stop thinking about the first message I received on my phone, then the one on Theo's mom’s birthday. And now, this—another note. Who could be sending them? Why?The headache that had been pounding at my temples grew worse, and I felt a wave of nausea rising. I tried to shake off the dizziness, but it only made everything more overwhelming.I couldn’t deal with this right now. Not with everything else going on. My father needed me, and I couldn’t even think about the possibility of Theo’s torture, the cruel games he played. I had no room in my mind for that right now. I just needed to focus on getting through this trip to Mexico.I swallowed hard, trying to push away the panic that was creeping up. But it was hard. The thought of who could be sending these messages—someone who was always watching, always waiting—
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Evening came, but sleep never did. I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind spinning with thoughts of my father.For the first time in years, he had hope. A real chance to be cured. The thought should have brought me peace, but instead, it filled me with worry. What if things didn’t go as planned? What if the treatment didn’t work? Or worse—what if Theo decided to take that hope away?I sighed, turning on my side, trying to push the thoughts away. But it was useless. No matter how hard I tried, my mind kept going back to my father and everything he had been through.The sound of the door unlocking made me sit up. Hailey walked in, carrying a tray of food. She placed it on the table beside my bed and crossed her arms, watching me. cold voice cut through the silence. “You should eat.”I glanced at the tray but didn’t move. My appetite was nonexistent, my stomach twisted in knots from everything on my mind.After a moment, I looked up at her. “Where’s Theo?”She didn’t hesitate.
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Ten minutes later, the sound of the front door opening echoed through the house. I quickly stood up, my heart racing in my chest. My father had arrived.I saw him walk in, his eyes scanning the house with surprise. He had never been here before, but I could tell from the look on his face that he was impressed by the size of the place. He had heard about Theo’s wealth, but seeing it in person was a whole different story. It was hard not to notice the way his mind was working—wondering how someone could have so much, yet still hold onto grudges over something like four million dollars.My father knew that money meant little to Theo. It wasn’t about the money for him. It was about power, about making people suffer. The thought of it made my stomach churn.As my father stepped into the living room, he gave Mrs. Rodriguez a polite nod before stepping forward. "Thank you, Mrs. Rodriguez," he said sincerely, his voice carrying the weight of his gratitude. "For giving me a second chance at li
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The next morning, I woke up to the sound of a key rattling in the lock. My heart jumped, but I stayed still, my eyes fixed on the door.A moment later, Hailey stepped inside, carrying a tray of food. The scent of scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, and buttered toast filled the room.She placed the tray on the small table beside my bed, her expression blank. “Eat,” she said flatly.Her cold tone wasn’t new. It always reminded me of how things used to be—of Bell.I swallowed the lump in my throat, my chest tightening at the thought of her. If I could turn back time, I would’ve saved her from Theo. Maybe then, she’d still be here. Maybe then, I wouldn’t be alone.Hailey crossed her arms, her gaze unreadable. “Mrs. Rodriguez will be here in an hour, so you have to hurry,” she said, her tone clipped.I nodded slowly but didn’t move right away. Hailey watched me for a second before letting out a sigh.“I’ll get your clothes in a few minutes,” she muttered and turned to leave.As the door closed
