"How much for one night?" He asked and she felt tears forming in her eyes due to the humiliation. "Leave me!" She said angrily, trying to free herself from his grip. He chuckled humorously seeing her fruitless action. "Don't act innocent baby. I know how you orphans sleep your way up." He said and jerked her towards him. Tears ran down her cheeks hearing him. She felt humiliated! He brought his face dangerously close to hers and whispered in her ear, "Name your price for one night and submit yourself to me." "I said leave me! I am not-" "Drop the act. I can give you any amount you ask for. Just one night and it will be over." Saying he nuzzled his face in her neck. *** Killian Sullivan. A twenty-two years old man with rage running deep in his veins, eyes looking down at everyone and heart full of hatred for others. A sadist who enjoys others' pain and suffering. He has got everything he wanted- Money, fame, power and girls. That is until a girl refused to sleep with him and he took it as a challenge. Amara. A seventeen year old orphan (soon turning eighteen) with dreams in her eyes, lips spread into a smile and heart full of love. Her life was going smoothly until one day she met with the devil who destroyed her Completely. What will happen when Amara slapped Killian in front of everyone and he decides to get revenge on her? What will happen when they both hate each other with their guts but are forced to be in a contract marriage? How did a mere slap result in a contract marriage? Will love blossom between them or will the sins of Killian overshadow their relationship? Read the story to find out!View More
"Didn't" I said you will face hell for trying to escape, little girl?"She looked at him with fear visible in her eyes. Her breath laboured as she watched the sinister look in his eyes, the dark glint that promised her destruction in his hands. However, she watched as anger flashed through his eyes the next moment as his gaze fell on her cheek. Elijah gritted his teeth in anger and looked at his men with a fierce look in his eyes. "Who slapped her?" He asked in a low threatening voice which sent shivers down everyone's spine. Andrew, the one who had slapped her, took a step forward as he glared at Amara. "It was me." He informed. "The bitch was creating a drama and giving us a hard time. I slapped her and she-" His words died in his throat when he was shot straight between the eyes the next moment, dark crimson blood flowing out of his head and tainting the ground. Amara screamed in terror as she watched his dead body falling on the ground, right next to her. His dead eyes stared st
Amara was in the cab, clutching her backpack in her hold tightly as she looked out of the window. It was still dark outside, considering it was three-thirty in the morning. She touched the window through her fingers, she was finally leaving the city that witnessed her destruction. Although there was a sense of relief that she was finally leaving the city, there was also fear deep inside her heart of what the future holds for her.She heaved a breath and turned her gaze from the window towards the cab driver. He was wearing a mask and was strangely muscular, like one of those guys who can take down a few men at a time."Are you alright?" She asked him in a small voice, wondering if he was wearing the mask because he had a cold. The man looked at her through the rear mirror and gave her a stiff nod. "I am." "I have medicine with me for cold. You can have them if you want, it will make you feel better." She said gently and watched as the man stiffened hearing her."Thank you." He whisp
Killian gazed at the girl in front of him who was wearing nothing but lingerie that barely covered her body. She was a seductress with that body and could have any man she wanted but she wanted him, just like every other woman.The thought of Amara crossed his mind and he clenched his jaw. She rejected him. She was the first girl to reject him, say no to him and slap him. Red flashed in front of his eyes remembering her slap and he felt rage building inside him. However, a smirk formed on his face as he recalled what he did with her for the slap.She rejected him and he destroyed her.His eyes snapped to the girl and a dark glint passed through them."Strip"It was going to be a long night after all.The girl moved towards him, a smile on her face as she let her eyes roam on him. Her eyes. They were grey, beautiful grey eyes but they didn't have the innocence in them like the blue orbs do. The grey eyes didn't make him feel things that a certain pair of blue eyes do. He brought the d
Elijah was one sinister man, playing games with mind, slowly trapping the other person in webs of his lies and gentleman facade before he hit the other person straight on their weakness. A mastermind he is, knowing when to lure his prey with sweet words and when to use the power to defeat them.And he didn't wish to use his power on Amara. Fragile prey can be defeated easily through sweet manipulation and if they don't then the world is a witness that how cruel the Suvillian's can get to those who dared to refuse them. "How are you feeling, Amara?" He asked, titling his head. Amara clutched her dress in a fist, the fear of being alone with him making her heart drop to her stomach. Elijah saw the fear in her eyes and the scared expression on her face. "Don't be scared, I will not hurt you." He said but the fear in her eyes didn't waver. "Not until you obey my words and do as I say." His words made her gulp, her heart pounding inside her chest loudly. "I will be straight to the poin
"You are getting married to Amara."The words rang in Killian's ears, again and again until it got imprinted in his mind, creating a havoc which won't be calmed down. The declaration which his uncle made didn't sit well with him. He isn't someone to follow others words, even if it's his own family. A chuckle escaped him, his chest vibrating as he threw his head back, sharp canines on display as he chuckled in humour. "The girl whom I will marry will be of high blood, powerful and pure." He declared. His eyes met with Amara's who stared at him in utter fear. "And this orphan isn't either of them. She has no idea whose dirty blood runs in her veins, is of no class and most importantly can't give me the one thing which a wife should give to her husband after wedding-" He looked at her with a smirk. "-her virginity, for she is tainted and used already." Amara's lips trembled and she fisted her hand hearing him. The words tainted and used cut her heart open and made it bleed furiously.
"That's right, the child isn't his. It has nothing to do with him."If words were enough to make a person see red and burn in rage, then it was enough to trigger the monster inside Killian. A terrifying aura radiated from him in waves and every single person in the room could feel it. The moment he heard her, his eyes darkened in rage and jaw clenched tightly. He stormed towards Amara in utter rage, his eyes pitch black as anger swirled in them. A wince left her lips when he wrapped his hand around her throat in a tight grip and forced her to look at him, the pressure from his hand making it difficult for her to breath and she gasped for air. She tried to remove his hands from her neck but it was of no use as it didn't affect him, instead it only made his grip on her tightened more. "WHAT THE FUCK YOU SAID?! WITH WHOM DID YOU SLEPT WITH YOU FUCKING BITCH?!?" He growled and the intensity of it had all the girls flinch in fear. Amara's eyes teared up and she tried her best to remove h
Pregnant. The news made Amara's world crumble in an instant, darkness overpowering every inch of her world and the remaining hope in her life crashed drastically. She is pregnant with Killian's child, her rapist. She couldn't stop the tears which flowed down her eyes and the scream which left her lips, transforming her agony into actions. She didn't want the baby, she wanted nothing to do with it. "I- I can't be pregnant.. I can't be pregnant with his baby." She shook her head, refusing to believe the reality. She doesn't believe in it, she refuses to believe it. "Amara, relax! You shouldn't stress yourself. It's not good for your health." Everly held her shoulder gently and tried to make her understand. Any sort of stress is bad for her and the baby, her health is already bad and if she takes stress, her condition will only worsen. She can't see Amara in more problems than she already is. "B-but Everly, I am p-pregant. How can I? This is a r-rapist's child. I don't want it, tak
*Tigger Warning Ahead*(The chapter contains Violence and Mention of rape) ***Power. It's a lust, a desire. The desire to exercise control over others, to be the ultimate ruler and see others begging in front of you.And Killian strived for power, he lived for it. The power which very soon will be his, when he will be crowned as the new leader of the Suvillian empire. The authority will be his, the control will be in his hand and he will be the one to rule with an iron fist. "The Russians are planning to attack us, Killian. They are looking for a chance for a moment of weakness from our side and attack us. I want you to deal with them, show the world the power of Suvillian's and what happens when someone messes with us." The cold voice of Elijah, his uncle, resonated in the room and Killian nodded with a firm look in his eyes. "The rule and dominance will be ours, no Russian will get a chance to attack us and if they did, there will be bloodbath and no mercy shown from our side."
Powerful burning gaze. Amara felt it on her back, a power burning gaze which made her a chill run down her spine. Her hands became numb and throat tightened with emotions. She slowly turned around and her eyes met with sharp dark eyes which were looking at her with an obsessed look in them.She stiffened and took a few steps back in fear. Her actions were unconscious, her legs moving on their own. A glint passed through his eyes which he was quick to suppress inside. She felt her chest tightened, eyes burning with tears and legs turning wobby as he stood in front of her in all his might. Her body trembled in fear and she watched with scared gaze as a feminine hand wrapped around Killian's forearm, in an attempt to mark her territory. Her gaze shifted besides Killian and she saw a girl next to him. A beautiful girl who held his forearm in an possessive grip. The girl smiled at Killian and whispered something in his ears. Killian nodded at what she said and gave a last look to Amara,
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