MasukCHAPTER 3: REALIZATIONS.
LIANA'S POV.
'More. More!'
I pulled him closer, longing for more as we kissed. My eyes were shut, lost in the ecstasy of the moment. It was electrifying.
I felt such a strong connection with this stranger. His body was firm, giving me a sense of security. I could lie all day in his arms.
Overtaken by desire, he lifted me off the ground, holding my butt as I wrapped my legs around him. He lay me on the king-size bed and began kissing me on the neck again like a ravenous wolf.
With one hand, he reached into my dress. He slid my panties to the side, then I felt his finger sliding smoothly into my cunt. But I groaned mildly, surprised at the pain I felt.
'Fuck!'
I realized why it was so. At this time in my past reality, I was still a virgin. That's why I was this tight. And I gave my virginity to that scumbag, Carl, after we left the Orion after he trapped me with his proposal.
But somehow, I didn't mind giving it to this stranger. So far, everything felt unreal. But my time with him certainly felt real.
He thrusted his finger in and out in a rhythmic movement, making a squelching sound as my juices dripped.
This feeling was strange to my body, but in my head, this was familiar. That felt absurdly strange.
He pulled out his finger and looked at it, coated in my juices. He went ahead to wipe it off on the sheets and got off the bed.
'Is that it?' I looked awkwardly confused at him. All through, he gave no expression of delight whatsoever.
'Did I not please him? Should I have done more? Put in more effort?' I wondered, feeling grossly unsatisfied. My body craved more.
He went ahead and poured himself another glass of drink and gulped just a bit. "As long as everything goes according to plan, we'll both get what we want."
"Sure. Of course," I replied, forcing a smile as I tried to act normal. I hadn't the slightest idea what he was talking about.
I got off the bed as well and adjusted myself, placing the mask properly to hide my face.
"I'll uh... I should get going," I managed to say, then I walked to the door. This stranger didn't bother to bid me farewell as I made my way out of the suite.
His men didn't even bother to escort me to the elevator.
'What was that all about?' I wondered as I rode the elevator down to the first floor. I wanted to get the hell out of Dodge.
Just a few steps out of the elevator, I saw Carl walking the same hallway. Reflexively, I dashed into the nearest door beside me. Turned out it was a restroom. I quickly got into one of the toilets and locked the door, keeping my feet up.
Suddenly, the door banged open, causing me to jerk in fear. I had my hands across my mouth, scared that I was made.
The person paced up and down the restroom, then let out a scream. It was Carl. My heart raced terribly at this point.
"That fucking bitch!"
"Calm down, Carl! Don't get yourself worked up about her. She's not worth it," Vicky said.
'Shit. I'm screwed. They are both here.'
My fears had no borders. I was stuck in the same space with the folks who caused my death. Things weren't looking good at all. My body shook.
"Hey. Hey. Come here," Vicky said. Then I heard the sound of a zipper being undone.
"This should help," she said, and then I began hearing him moan softly.
"Feeling better now?" she asked. I didn't hear an answer, but I guess he probably nodded in acknowledgment.
"That bitch had better return and accept this ring. I won't lose this bet with the boys," Carl said, moaning in between as I heard a slurping sound.
It was evident that Vicky was giving him a blowjob.
'So this has been going on way before we met?' I asked myself in shock. 'And what bet is he talking about?'
"I wonder why you even agreed to such a demeaning thing. It is beneath you. Liana is beneath us. And you went ahead to propose to her just for the fun of it?"
"You sound jealous," Carl noted.
"Why the fuck would I be?" she scoffed.
"Then be a good girl and take my mind off of this temporal setback," Carl said, and the slurping continued. He moaned softly. Then the intensity of the slurping increased.
My eyes welled up with tears at that moment and I clenched my fists. I finally realized that I meant nothing to Carl. I was just the prize of a bet. A fucking bet! An intruder even.
No wonder the duo discarded me the moment they had no use for me. He treated me in accordance with his perception of me, which was unfortunately a reflection of what I projected - a naive and desperate girl, who didn't have the balls to stand up for herself.
"Come here," Carl said, and I heard Vicky giggling. Soon, I heard her moan.
"Oh, yeah. Take out all your frustration on me," she said.
Then I began hearing a loud tapping sound. He must have been fucking her from behind. It was fast and hard. Soon, Carl groaned as he cummed, most likely in her, like he did on the day I was murdered.
"Let's go," he said, and they walked out of the restroom. I was still squatting on the toilet as tears flowed down my face.
The pain of Carl's betrayal ate deep into my heart. I did my best to love that bastard, but he never truly did. Not even a bit.
I wiped my tears with the toilet paper, flushing it down the toilet, then I headed out. I made up my mind to leave the city for good.
Just as I was about to exit the complex, following a side exit, I was startled when I saw Carl emerge unexpectedly.
"Going somewhere, babe?"
My heart thumped. I got jittery. I unconsciously began walking backward. Some of his minions walked through the same door I followed, blocking me off from behind as well. There was nowhere to run.
"Did you think I couldn't sniff you out in the restroom? Or have you forgotten that I'm the werewolf Prince?" he said as he walked threateningly toward me.
"Stay away from me!" I snarled.
"I'm afraid I can't do that," he refuted. Then he grabbed my hand firmly. "So, here's what's going to happen. We'll go back inside, and you'll accept my proposal in front of everyone. And don't you dare embarrass me again!"
Carl's demeanor was stern. This was the real him.
"Okay then. It's showtime," he smiled, and dragged me along. I followed him helplessly. I couldn't save myself.
We got back to the conference hall and everyone's attention was turned toward us once again.
"I apologize for keeping everyone waiting. She was all up in her feelings. Who could blame her, right?" Carl said and the people laughed.
Then once again, he went on one knee, holding out the ring, pulling another stunt to ensnare me. From where I stood, it felt inescapable.
"Will you marry me, Liana?"
I stood there, looking at him. My lips gaped, about to say something when a commotion distracted us all.
Our eyes turned to the entrance of the conference hall as the doors broke open, and the guards were sent flying in. Huge men in suits stormed the place. Then, in came someone I couldn't forget in a hurry.
It was the stranger with whom I was alone with a while ago. His steps were graceful, his comportment intentional, exuding such confidence with a touch of pride in it.
His aura sent a wave of terror that made even the brave cower.
He walked over and stood in front of me. Carl held me by the wrist. I couldn't tell if he was out of fear, or if he was being protective of me.
We locked gazes at each other for a bit, saying nothing. Then he turned to Carl, looking stoically at him.
Carl tried putting on a brave front, but it was evident that he was terrified of who stood before him.
"If you value that puny hand of yours, you had better get it off her, now!" The stranger spoke calmly, but firmly also.
Carl hesitated for a bit, then he let go of my hand. The stranger took me by the hand and began leading me out, paying no mind to anyone else.
Suddenly, Alpha Roderick, Carl's father, emerged with the other members of the Moon council, and their guards as we got close to the door. My heart resumed racing the moment I sighted them.
"Well, well, well. I never thought I'd live to see the day. The exiled murderer is alive after all, huh?" Narnia, Alpha of the Silver Mount Pack remarked.
'Holy shit!'
My eyes widened as I quickly realized who the stranger was.
CHAPTER 4: MONSTER IN SHINING ARMOR?LIANA'S POV.The atmosphere around us was tense. Hostility brewed as both sides glared at each other, growling.The man I was with and who came to my rescue was Trevor, son of the former Alpha, "The Alpha Who never was," as he was known by. "How dare you desecrate these grounds, with your presence? Still want to take the life of another Alpha? I'm not that easy to kill, nephew," Alpha Roderick said in a disdainful tone and hateful look.Trevor's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he faced off with his uncle. "And what are you doing holding a member of my pack in such a manner?" Alpha Roderick's eyes darted from him to me. Things were about to escalate and insignificant me was found in the middle of it."Step aside!" Trevor said calmly, but with a firmness that was threatening. Alpha Roderick scoffed. "You dare order me?" He walked closer, nonverbally daring Trevor."Dad," Carl called as he walked toward us. "I was about to get a response
CHAPTER 3: REALIZATIONS.LIANA'S POV.'More. More!' I pulled him closer, longing for more as we kissed. My eyes were shut, lost in the ecstasy of the moment. It was electrifying. I felt such a strong connection with this stranger. His body was firm, giving me a sense of security. I could lie all day in his arms. Overtaken by desire, he lifted me off the ground, holding my butt as I wrapped my legs around him. He lay me on the king-size bed and began kissing me on the neck again like a ravenous wolf. With one hand, he reached into my dress. He slid my panties to the side, then I felt his finger sliding smoothly into my cunt. But I groaned mildly, surprised at the pain I felt. 'Fuck!'I realized why it was so. At this time in my past reality, I was still a virgin. That's why I was this tight. And I gave my virginity to that scumbag, Carl, after we left the Orion after he trapped me with his proposal. But somehow, I didn't mind giving it to this stranger. So far, everything felt un
CHAPTER 2: STRANGE FEELING FOR A STRANGER?LIANA'S POV. 'What the hell is going on?' I asked myself as my anxiety was over the roof. 'How did I end up back at this scene? I've lived it. The emotions attached to this scene are real. Or am I experiencing some sort of déjà vu?' I pondered. My heart pounded as I looked at Carl. Memories of the life I lived with Carl flooded my head. Painful memories. Then, I remembered something even more vital and recent.'Oh my God! I - I died!' My eyes widened. I placed my hand on the back of my head. I could've sworn that I felt my skull crack open. There was no blood on my hand. I looked at my hand, totally baffled and dumbfounded. "It's not proper to keep a gentleman on his knees for too long. Is it now?" Carl chuckled.I looked at him, them at the ring. The ring should've been a token of love, but rather, it was bondage. Saying yes meant I'd suffer and end up dead eventually. And saying no to Carl had negative consequences. I remember how I
CHAPTER 1: KINKY DEATH. LAYLA'S POV.Gulping, my heart raced as my body trembled. Once again, Carl had me pinned on the bed, his huge frame ensuring that I stayed in place as he kissed me from the neck down to my bosom. With one hand, he had undone the buttons of my pyjamas, and with the other hand, he reached into my pants, stroking his fingers around my pussy - teasing me. My body jerked as it sent tingling sensations all over. I arched my back uncomfortably, moaning softly. My body longed for more. Carl was a jerk in many aspects, and sometimes even abusive. But when it came to making love to me, he treated me like a queen. I guess he was a sucker for sex. The only time I felt like I was married was during times such as these. The sex made his ill treatment of me bearable. I could forget and pretend everything was okay between us during these moments of ecstasy. And this was no exception. "God, you're fucking beautiful," he growled softly. Then with a cheeky look, he latched







