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38. At His Mercy
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Mr. Darren's Feisty Little Pet 39. A Dark Witch
Evianna:I was relieved that the next night remained undisturbed by his presence in my room. The decision to barricade myself had been made, and I intended to stick to it. I glanced over at the wall clock, surprised it was already as late as 11 PM, I closed the book in my hand and dropped it on the table.Sensing the coolness of the night, I closed the window tightly, shutting out the outside world. A sudden surge of determination washed over me as I made my way to the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face, each droplet awakening my senses.Rummaging through my closet, I selected a cozy sweater, symbolizing my intent to face the night on my terms. The door loomed before me, a potential gateway to unwanted interactions. I let out a sigh and looked around the room, my hands resting on both sides of my waist before I made a decision.Slowly, I turned the handle, my movements careful and calculated, ensuring minimal noise to avoid alerting him in the neighboring room. Stepping out, I
Mr. Darren's Feisty Little Pet 40. Start All Over
Evianna:"Staying confined to your room throughout the day was not a bad idea. Why would you suddenly decide to come out?" he muttered, his eyes briefly raking over my body as if checking for any signs of harm, it lingered in my neck for a while before he glanced up. His dark abyssal eyes bore into my hazel eyes. "That too, as late as 11 PM" he continued, dismissing my question as he directed a curious gaze towards me.As my gaze shifted from the lifeless body of the guard sprawled on the floor, a surge of fear washed over me. This wasn't the first time he killed someone in my presence. Did he perhaps derive some sick pleasure from it? First the auctioneer and now the guard. What assurance did I have that he wouldn't do the same to me someday?Who knows. Maybe I'll be the next. He appeared completely unfazed about the fact that one of his guards lay dead on the floor with a fatal bullet wound piercing through his throat. Overwhelmed by a sudden surge of fear, I instinctively took a
Mr. Darren's Feisty Little Pet 41. Dark Past
Darren: I stared down at my outstretched hand after she ran inside, my lips curved into a brief, menacing smile as I stood outside the moonlight's glow, the manor looming behind me silently. The trees swooshed and swished with every gust of wind that blew. The cold night air wrapped around me like an icy embrace, providing both solitude and unease to me, sending a shiver down my spine. But it was not just the chill that caused the hairs on my arms to stand on end; it was an undeniable itch, a deep-seated linking clawing at the core of my being, as my second personality tingled to be let out. The sound of the wind was relieving but it also held a primal allure, whispering promises of hidden secrets, untamed desires waiting to be unleashed as darkness carved its existence into my soul, desperately trying to pull in my calm regal to bring out a dark aura. My eyes glinted continuously, my fangs itched and I had to continuously graze my tongue along its sharp edges. Of course, I wasn
Mr. Darren's Feisty Little Pet 42. The Dark Elite Eight
Darren: Earlier the next day, I woke up and found myself laying on the cold floor of the bathroom. Squinting my eyes and letting out a low groan, I stood up and walked out of the bathroom as I heard a gentle knock from outside. My eyes fell on Cassius as I opened the door "Good morning, Sir" he greeted and I nodded. "Xander and the others have arrived. They are waiting for you downstairs" Cassius added and I rose a brow at him. "The others?" I asked, confused. I don't remember the others talking about dropping by, only Xander and I had somewhere to go to today. "Yes, they are all here," he said. "I'll be with them in a few minutes" With that, I shut the door and walked over to the closet, picking out a bathrobe, memories of what transpired last night came rushing into my thoughts. I walked into the bathroom, squatted down, and picked up the wrapped handkerchief on the floor, staring blankly at it for a while before walking back into the room and keeping it in one of the boxes in
Mr. Darren's Feisty Little Pet 1. Cold Night
EVIANNA: "Rosslyn go get me some drugs from down the road, Daniel needs them" Mother Lisa walked into our room and said as she handed out the money for drugs to Rosslyn who lay down on her bunk doing nothing. "I'm sorry Mother, but I can't go. It's cold outside and it might rain tonight" Rosslyn said to her and turned her back to Mother Lisa. Just as Rosslyn spoke, a loud rumble of thunder reverberated through the room, followed by a pitter-patter of raindrops against the window pane. It was evident that a heavy downpour was imminent. Mother Lisa didn't waste a breath before she turned to face me. I knew what she was going to say, and even though I was reading a novel with the burning lamp beside me, she didn't care. "Evianna, go get me some drugs from down the road. Daniel is severely sick and he can't even eat, go get the drugs before the rain starts pouring heavily" she ranted out, knowing fully well that I wouldn't complain at all. Not that I could, I was already used to bein
Mr. Darren's Feisty Little Pet 2. Sold At The Auction
EVIANNA: I opened my eyes to meet nothing but darkness and I wondered if I was dead, but the thought was ridiculous cause I could still feel my body and mind intact. I couldn't see a thing, anything at all. I thought I was alone, till I suddenly heard someone sniff beside me "Hello?" I spoke out but got no response. I heard the person sniff again "Please is anyone here?" I said once again, this time with fear already seeping through my soul and gripping my insides. I didn't get a response again for a while before someone finally answered. "Yes, we are all here," the female voice said. We? Are there others, I wondered. "What's happening?" I asked "We would be sold at the market" she paused. "Just abide by rules if you want to survive out of here" I heard the voice say again, her words had my mind blown off as I was still yet to understand. One moment I went to buy drugs and the next moment I'm in an unknown place. Trembling with uncertainty, my fingers instinctively sought sola
Mr. Darren's Feisty Little Pet 3. Escape
"One million" The words reverberated, echoing with unwavering conviction. In an instant, silence blanketed the air, as the weight of the bid hung in the space, a bold declaration that altered the course of events. All eyes turned toward the source of the voice, anticipation tinged with surprise swirling in the space. I heard gasps and murmurings from various corners of the crowd and even I couldn't hold back but look up at who would call such a price, and probably like everyone else I had the same thought, who would buy a slave for such an amount? As the crowd parted like a sea, a man purposefully walked towards the stage, his gaze fixed solely upon me. His presence exuded an air of unwavering confidence, an unmistakable aura of dominance and authority. His piercing eyes, as dark as obsidian, locked onto mine, captivating my attention with their intensity. His jet-black hair mirrored the depth of his pupils, adding to the enigmatic allure that surrounded him. Dressed entirely in bl
Mr. Darren's Feisty Little Pet 4. Predator After Pretty Prey
Darren: I walked out of the building and went into the deeper part of the market, my ears picking up the sounds of human heartbeats. Stopping by the usual stall, I saw Robert, the owner of the place, he was inside conversing with a young lady "A box of red pills" I said and Robert stood up immediately after he heard my voice. "Good day Mr. Darren" he greeted and I acknowledged him with a nod of my head. Leaning my hands on the table as I waited for him to bring the usual thing I bought from here. Scanning through the place, my gaze landed on the lady who sat down, fixing me a seductive gaze. Her suggestive actions elicited a chuckle from deep within me, knowing full well that it wouldn't take me a mere breath to snap her delicate neck and drain out her blood but I would rather not waste my time. Robert arrived back a few minutes later with a small bag, I collected it from him and dropped the money on the table "The slayers dropped by the market two days ago" he said in a whisper an
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