{Warning: R-18, Dark Romance} "Someone, please save me!" "Who are you asking for help, dear?" He smiled, bringing his face closer to mine, sending a wave of terror through me. "Don't do this. I am your sister," I pleaded, my voice trembling. I didn't want to stoop to his level. "No, my dear. You could never be my sister. This is my revenge, and you are my enemy. You will pay for your sins," he growled, freezing me with fear. "Please!" “You think you can hate me just because you discovered you're more powerful? Having two useless wolves inside that shabby body won’t save you, sweetheart.”
View MoreVinorca Jona POV“Happy belated birthday.” He settled me on the couch and handed me a glass of water.I smiled. “It’s only a few hours past—how is that belated?” Either the alcohol had finally mellowed, or he just made everything feel too easy.I felt good around Masen. Too good. He wasn’t even someone I knew—just a stranger. Yet somehow, he treated me better than the people who actually exist in my life.“Because a few hours counts.” He smiled as I took a sip. “Still… you should’ve been more careful. If it was your first time at a club, getting this drunk isn’t safe.”“You don’t even know me. Still, you helped me—thanks.” I offered my gratitude quietly after a few more sips, too drained to say more after everything.Masen looked like he was actually glad he did.“You don’t have to be.”“Why shouldn’t I?”“As a person, it's normal to help each other.”Okay, if my heart wasn’t fluttering before, it is now. Whatever—blame this. Blame this man. He’s so different from anyone I’ve ever kno
Vinorca Jona POV I slammed the door shut—and froze. Dizziness hit me hard. Someone was already in the room. To escape that pervert, what kind of mess had I thrown myself into? A thousand thoughts slammed through my head as I gripped the doorknob, heart pounding. I knew this wasn’t my room. But in the rush and the crush of the bar crowd, all I’d cared about was getting away from that asshole. Did I just drop myself into another nightmare? “Miss, what the hell are you doing?” A man. His voice, deep and sharp, sent another spike of fear through me. And just like that, my brain filled with worse possibilities. I forced myself to speak. “I’m sorry. I was... running away. From some pervert,” I hiccuped. “Is that so? At least show your face.” Confusion edged his voice—but not anger. Not yet. I took a few breaths and turned my face away, eyes dropping to the floor. But I could still see his feet—he was sitting. A couch. Great. I’d stumbled into someone’s private l
Vinorca Jona POVWho even is we in this? Why would I want to drink to my heart’s content—with a stranger?And I didn’t even know where Amanda was.The music throbbed so loud it turned into a pulse in my skull. I knew I was in a club, but the alcohol in my system spun faster than it should’ve—thanks to the blaring sound drilling straight through me.Or maybe it was just because I’d never drunk before in my life.“Let’s go.” Before I could say a word, he grabbed my wrist and dragged me across the floor.I stumbled to keep up, heels slipping on the slick tiles. “Sto…p.” The word spilled out soft, too soaked in hesitation.Either he didn’t hear me in all this noise—or he just didn’t care.I looked around, trying to anchor where he was taking me. It wasn’t the bar—not even close. He’d said he’d get me drinks. I hadn’t agreed.“Where are you taking me?” This time, I made sure he heard me.“To my private lounge,” he said without slowing. “You can drink as much as you want there.”I yanke
Vinorca Jona POV“Show us your IDs,” one of the bodyguards at the club entrance demanded.I was scared—but thrilled.No idea where I found the guts for this. Still, tonight I’ll enjoy it. Or hopefully I’ll be able to.Amanda had painted my face with makeup and slipped me into a black dress that matched hers—except hers had some silver prints and mine didn’t. The way it clung to my chest, showing off my cleavage, barely covering my ass… it made me want to crawl out of my own skin.I knew it was my eighteenth birthday—the one chance I had to live before Dante tightened the chains again.But the guilt gnawed at me anyway. It was my parents’ death anniversary too. I’d gone to their grave. Even stopped by Dante’s parents’ headstone. “Let’s enjoy every bit of it,” Amanda said as we walked past the entrance, her ID doing all the talking.I smiled faintly. “I’m trying.”The bass thumped through my chest the second we stepped in—lights flashing hard enough to burn, people grinding like the ni
Vinorca Jona POV I looked at my wrist, shocked to find the bracelet was missing.So much had happened today, and I hadn’t even noticed it was gone.Did it fall off somewhere?“Why are you so shocked?” Her question made me more nervous.I didn’t know how to respond. If nothing else, I was glad to have two wolves, because all my injuries were healed. If they hadn’t been, after what Dante did to me—how he left me injured and bleeding—things would’ve been much worse to explain.“I forgot to wear it, after the bath,” the answer rang in my head. Please, let her believe me.Amanda’s eyes narrowed. “You don’t know that bracelet is waterproof?” Her tone made it clear she didn’t fully believe me.“Did you tell me?”Yeah, she never told me about it. Even though I was lying, it might just save my ass.“Right,” she nodded. “I thought you wouldn’t be taking it off, not after how much you blushed when I told you it’s from Lewis.” She giggled.I forced myself to smile. How can I even feel good about
Vinorca Jona POV “Don’t be like this, Dante. It’s already cold. If nothing else, I’d like to go to my room.” “So what’s that got to do with me? I fucking enjoy seeing your foul mouth freeze up.” His rage simmered beneath his words, molten lava threatening to erupt. “Better then—you won’t have to deal with it. So let me go inside.” Though this feeling was… something else. I knew I was on his nerves now, but hell, I was enjoying it. “Still not enough reason to let you inside since you ran away yourself.” Why the fuck does he have to be so snobbish? Then again, when has he ever not behaved this way? I inhaled, steadying myself. “So you can go inside, but I can’t? Thought so.” Bullshit. “Get lost.” His voice cut like a blade as he strode away, not sparing me a glance. Every step seethed with irritation. Not like I wanted to stay here. Taking a deep breath, I stepped inside the house, my body bare and bleeding. At least the plan worked. ‘You’re really something,’ the male wolf
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