FAZER LOGINCiara’s POVI stepped out of my room feeling strangely refreshed, like sleep had washed away the smell of fear that had clung to my skin for days, but I knew better than to trust peace in this house because in the Blackthorne empire calm was usually just the silence before something ugly happened.The meeting downstairs was scheduled in twenty minutes and I had decided to go early this time because I was tired of being the woman people whispered about like a disease. I was tired of hearing my name dragged through teeth that smiled at me during dinner and cursed me the second I turned my back. If I was going to survive here, I needed to stop hiding in rooms like prey and start walking these halls like I belonged.Ella appeared at my elbow like a shadow, eyes wide and worried.“Madam, master said you don’t have to come down early,” Ella said gently as she followed behind me, always two steps back like a well-trained shadow.I only nodded and kept walking.Not come down early… yeah right
Ciara’s POV“I’m waiting, Ciara.”Dax’s voice cut through the noise in my head and I blinked, forcing my expression to stay steady even though inside me thoughts were crashing into each other like drunk cars on a rainy highway. He stood there watching me with that terrifying calm he always wore when he was seconds away from doing something irreversible, his posture relaxed, hands behind his back like a king waiting for tribute while a woman’s life literally hung in the balance at his feet.I swallowed slowly and glanced down at Vivienne who was still on the marble, mascara streaked across her face like war paint gone wrong, her lips trembling, chest heaving, eyes darting between me and Dax like she was trying to guess which one of us would be her executioner.The deep, vicious, honest part of me wanted to walk over, press the barrel of a gun to her forehead, and pull the trigger. Because I knew. I fucking knew she’d helped Jasper. Maybe not with the poison itself, but she’d known. Sh
Ciara’s POV"GUARDS!"Dax’s voice cracked through the courtyard like a gunshot and the force behind it almost knocked the breath out of my lungs. The air itself seemed to vibrate as his Alpha aura rolled out in a violent wave, thick, suffocating and absolute. For a terrifying second I thought my knees would give out but somehow… somehow it felt like the pressure curved around me instead of crushing me but Vivienne was not so lucky.She's slammed face-first onto the stone floor with a choked scream, her hands clawing uselessly at the ground as if she could dig herself into safety. The servants around us dropped instantly to their knees, foreheads almost touching the tiles, bodies trembling like leaves. Even Jasper, who still had one arm loosely around my waist from helping me up, went rigid beside me. I felt his chest rise sharply as he fought to breathe under the weight of his father’s rage.That was the real power of the man they called the Blackthorne Alpha. One word from him an
Ciara’s POVI woke up with a loud yawn and the first thing that hit me was the rich scent of food. My eyes snapped open and I froze for a second, disoriented, before reality slowly settled back into place. Servants were already standing around the room like silent statues waiting for my first move. Some held trays covered with silver lids, steam curling lazily into the air. Others stood beside racks of clothes that looked too expensive to even touch. The curtains were half drawn, letting in soft morning light that painted everything gold and unreal.The moment I pushed myself up, they all bowed.“Good morning, Madam.”Their voices were calm, respectful and perfectly trained. It still felt strange hearing that word directed at me like I actually belonged in this world.Seeing them like this made something in me soften and I couldn’t help the small smile that crept onto my lips. I’d been receiving this kind of treatment since I got discharged two days ago and no matter how many times
Ciara’s POVI was wolfing down breakfast like I hadn’t eaten in weeks when Dax sat across from me quietly watching.“Do you want to tell me anything, Ciara?” he asked and I froze mid-bite.My stomach twisted instantly, not from the food this time but from the invisible knife always hovering over my throat. One wrong word. One careless truth that slipped and everything I was trying to protect could be wiped out before sunset.I swallowed slowly and forced a shy smile, lowering my gaze like a wife who had nothing to hide.“No… nothing,” I mumbled.Then I resumed eating like my life depended on it because it did, silence was safer than honesty and secrets were the only shield I had left.“Okay then,” he said calmly after a moment. “Once you’re done, prepare. We’re going home. We have a lot to do.”He stayed a few seconds longer, like he wanted to say more, like something was weighing on him too. Then he stood and walked out.The moment the door clicked shut behind him, I released a brea
Ciara’s POVI stared at Jasper in pure horror and my hand reached to protect my child from him... God, my life's messed up and I'm losing my shit!"Answer me wifey, also, do you miss me?" He asked again and I moved away from him, my eyes never leaving him for a second but he moved closer. I need to get control of my damn panic attack but how do I control it when the person responsible was staring me right in the eye and looks like he was a few minutes from snapping my neck.Jasper stared at me like a man who had just finished performing on a grand stage and seeing my reaction, his lips curling into a slow manic grin that made something cold slide down my spine. He tilted his head slightly, studying my face like he was waiting for applause, waiting for admiration, waiting for me to acknowledge the brilliance of whatever twisted masterpiece he believed he had just created.But my body was still locked in panic, my chest rising and falling too fast, my fingers clutching the sheets like
Ciara’s POVDax’s body tensed above mine, muscles locking like steel cables the second Jasper’s voice cut through the door again. His cock stopped mid way pull, still buried inside me, twitching with the last pulses of his release, hot cum leaking out around him, soaking my thighs, the sheets, ever
Ciara’s pov.Breakfast was normal as usual but the food cooked today was making me puke but I was never trained to say no to what I was offered."Why the fuck are you twisting your face like that, huh?!" My mother in-law snapped all of a sudden and that caused me to jump in fear."Mom! Stop shoutin
Ciara’s pov.I was desperate and very pathetic. Writhing against the wall like a bitch in heat, grinding down on his hand, chasing every brutal thrust.His fingers scissored inside me stretching, claiming and hitting spots that made me see white.Slick poured out, soaking his palm, running down my
Ciara’s POV “You’re pretty smart, solving this problem, dear wifey.”Jasper’s voice was warm, almost proud, as he leaned over my shoulder watching the screen. I tapped the final sequence of codes, quick, precise and the breach alert vanished from the dashboard. Clean, silent and gone.“It’s a min







