LOGINPOV: Fedora
Shut your mouth. I am not done talking. I glared right at her. Veronica did not even flinch. She just looked up into Stefan's eyes with a sweet, fake smile. Actually, that sounds like a very nice idea. You are so smart, baby. A dark chuckle left his chest. He leaned down and kissed her lips. I know, baby. Her smile grew even wider. No, you cannot be serious! My heart pounded in my chest. Stefan, look at me. Ignore her and mark me. It is almost time! A cold smirk crossed his face. He grabbed Veronica by her waist. I know it is almost time. That is exactly why you will wait right there and enjoy the show. Consider it your punishment for slapping her. His large hands pressed hard against her backside, pulling her body completely against his. No, Stefan, please! Tears rolled down my dirty cheeks. You know the truth. If I do not get the mark tonight, I will die. This cannot be a punishment! Fine, you can punish me tomorrow. I will do anything you want. Just please do not let me die. He did not even look at me. He just captured her lips in a deep, hungry kiss. He lifted her easily into his arms and carried her straight to the large bed. A sudden, sharp pain tore right through my skin. A loud scream ripped from my throat. I grabbed my neck hard. The burning fire was getting worse. I fell to my knees, panting for air while the whole room spun around me. I could not stay here. If this was really my end, I needed to die alone in the dark forest. Anywhere but in this room. I forced my shaking legs to stand. I almost fell back down, but I dragged myself toward the heavy door. Grab her. Make her watch. Stefan's deep voice boomed through the room. No! Let me go! I thrashed and kicked. The big guards at the door rushed in. They grabbed my arms with rough hands. They did not care that I was already dying in pain. They forced me down on my knees and pulled my head up, making sure my eyes stayed wide open. Veronica got on her knees right on the mattress. She pulled his pants down. She took his dick into her mouth, moving perfectly. Stefan leaned back against the pillows. He closed his eyes, a low groan vibrating in his throat. Veronica turned her head to the side. Her dark eyes locked perfectly with mine. A pure look of victory danced on her face as she kept going. She wanted me to see everything. Suddenly, Stefan grabbed her shoulders. He threw her flat onto the center of the bed. He grabbed the thin fabric of her skirt and ripped it completely open. Beg for it. His voice held pure command. Take me, Alpha. Take me hard. She let out a loud, dramatic moan. He pushed his fingers deep inside her. Her moans grew louder. Beg louder. A wicked smile touched his lips. Her body shook against the sheets. Use me! Harder than you ever touched that useless girl on the floor. Ruin me, please, Alpha daddy! Stefan kicked his pants away. He got over her body and pushed inside with brutal force. Veronica screamed out loud, throwing her head back, but her eyes quickly found mine again. He grabbed her hips and flipped her over fast. He pulled her arms behind her back, trapping her wrists tight. He moved even faster now. The loud smacks of his skin hitting hers echoed in the room. He hit her backside hard, leaving red marks. She kept shouting, but he showed no mercy. He was totally lost in his own pleasure. I remained trapped on the cold floor. I was literally dying, and the man holding my heart was taking another woman right in front of me. It was the absolute worst humiliation of my entire life. A fresh wave of pain hit my chest again . This time, it felt like a hot knife tearing my heart open. I looked at the big clock on the wall through my blurry eyes. One single minute remained. I could not bear it anymore. Even if I survived tonight, I had nobody to run to. My whole world was completely shattered. Living with this broken heart was too much. I could not stay alive for this pain, but I refused to die like a weak animal in front of them. My stomach turned violently. I choked and threw up dark, warm blood all over the shiny floor. My insides felt like they were boiling hot. The gross sight shocked the two strong guards. Their tight grip loosened for just one second. I spun around fast. I kicked the closest guard right between his legs with all my remaining strength. He dropped to the ground with a loud groan. I pulled my arms free and ran straight for the huge open window. Do not let her get away! Stefan's angry roar shook the walls. I ignored him. I jumped out the window and grabbed the rough stones on the castle wall. I climbed up blindly until I reached the flat roof. I ran toward the high, scary cliff at the back of the castle. Loud emergency bells started ringing below. Dozens of guards rushed out into the dark night. The back of my neck caught on fire. The curse was finally eating my soul from the inside. I refused to let this dark magic win. But I was certain of one final truth. I was dying tonight because of Stefan. I closed my eyes, took one last breath, and threw my body off the edge of the cliff.I pushed open the heavy wooden doors of the private training facility, the cool morning air instantly washing over my skin. The moment I stepped into the wide, high-ceilinged room, my eyes landed on Michael. He was completely alone in the center of the arena. A massive, heavy leather punching bag—the kind professional fighters used—hung suspended from a thick iron chain attached to the ceiling beam directly in front of him. Michael was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of dark athletic shorts that hung low on his hips. His broad, muscular back and defined shoulders were completely glistening with a thick layer of sweat under the morning light. He was throwing brutal, rapid-fire combinations into the heavy bag, the loud, booming sound of his fists striking the dense leather echoing through the silent room like thunder. SLAP! BAM! SLAP! The massive bag swung wildly back and forth under the sheer force of his strikes, but Michael didn't slow down for a single second. He kept driving his
The loud, repetitive noise of brooms sweeping against the stone floor echoed from the hallway outside, mixed with the distant clatter of wooden buckets and maids chattering as they went about their morning chores. I slowly opened my eyes, blinking against the bright golden sunlight streaming through the high arched windows of the master bedroom. I gasped softly in surprise, completely shocked by how fast the night had passed—I didn't even remember the exact moment my head hit the pillow last night. I turned my head to the side, expecting to see Michael's large frame, but the space beside me on the mattress was already empty and cold. I sat up in bed, stretching my arms wide above my head as a long yawn escaped my lips. Slipping my feet onto the cool wooden floorboards, I walked over to the open bedroom door, where a young pack maid was busy sweeping the corridor. "Good morning," I greeted softly, catching her attention. "Where is the Alpha?" The maid instantly paused her broom mid
I reached out instantly, grabbing Lucy’s wrist mid-air right before her palm could strike the sales clerk’s face. "Stop it, Lucy! Leave her alone," I instructed firmly, tugging her arm back down to her side. I turned my eyes away from the terrified worker, giving Lucy a calm, steady look. "Let's just leave this section right now. I don't even want this ridiculous dress anyway." Lucy let out an irritated huff, retreating a step as she shot one final, murderous glare at the clerk. We turned on our heels, pushing back through the VIP showroom doors and returning to the main floor. We continued browsing down the long, crowded aisles, picking out dress after dress. At this point, the sheer pile of clothing was becoming far too much for any single person to wear. I stared at the endless fabrics in my arms, genuinely wondering what on earth I was going to do with such an absurd number of outfits. Maybe I can give a huge portion of these gowns to Ella when I get back, I thought to myself, k
The sales clerk immediately raised her arm, pointing her manicured hand toward a grand set of double doors near the back of the building. She bowed her head with utmost respect, her face lighting up with excitement as she directed us toward the exclusive area. "The most expensive dress to ever exist in this entire region is kept inside our private VIP showroom right through those doors, my Lady!" My brows pulled together in confusion, and I turned my head to look at Lucy as the two of us began walking toward the grand entrance. "Why on earth are you asking about the most expensive dress in this place, Lucy?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in genuine skepticism. "Are you secretly planning on buying it for yourself?" Lucy let out a light, airy laugh, shaking her head as she adjusted her posture beside me. "No, silly girl! I am planning on buying it directly for you!" I stopped dead in my tracks, my jaw dropping slightly as I stared at her in total disbelief before resuming our walk. "Lu
Lucy pulled me through the bustling crowd, guiding me down a quiet aisle toward a sparkling display section near the back of the showroom. My eyes widened as we stepped into the area—every single rack was lined with breathtaking blue gowns that shimmered under the bright lights as if millions of tiny diamonds were sewn directly into the fabric. Lucy’s eyes scanned the racks with a sharp, calculating gaze until her fingers landed on a specific piece. She pulled out a gorgeous sky-blue dress that had a very low, plunging neckline across the chest and an extremely short hemline that barely covered the hips. A mischievous glint flashed in her eyes as she tossed the delicate silk dress straight into my arms. "Try this one on right now!" Lucy chirped out, flashing a wide, dramatic grin. "It will look absolutely stunning on you!" Before I could even unfold the fabric to inspect it, the heavy sound of familiar footsteps echoed behind us. Michael strode into the aisle, his broad shoulders s
I froze in my tracks, my shoulders tensing up instantly as the familiar sound of that voice echoed through the air. I slowly turned my head around, and my heart sank straight into my stomach. It was Lucy. Oh, great... not this insufferable witch again, I thought to myself, letting out a silent, bitter groan. I had been having such a wonderful, peaceful time with Michael all afternoon, and now she was here to ruin every single bit of my good mood. Before I could even step back or put up a wall, Lucy rushed forward with a high-pitched gasp, throwing her arms tightly around my neck to pull me into an overly dramatic hug. I stood completely rigid in her embrace, holding my arms stiffly at my sides as I struggled to hide my true disgust behind a calm, blank mask. Michael stood right beside us, his tall, broad frame remaining completely motionless as his sharp eyes locked onto her with total suspicion. Lucy pulled back, resting her hands lightly on my shoulders while flashing a bright,
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