The moon was hidden by the dark clouds, the shining treasure missing as the darkness surrounded itself everywhere. Amara was sleeping, soft breaths leaving her. Even though sleeping, her face wasn't showing a sign of peace. Discomfort and pain was visible on her face even though she was sleeping. "No, p-please! Don't go near her!" Chloe shouted on the top of her voice, her voice was breaking with fear but she still stood strong. Everly gulped looking at the men in front of her. Standing in front of them was none other than Killian Suvillian along with a few cops. The power radiating from Killian made her shudder in fear, making her take a step back in terror. He stood tall, his blank eyes staring at the sleeping figure of Amara emotionlessly. Just watching him filled her uncontrollable fear. She was scared to imagine what Amara went through because of him. The cops surrounded him, guns in their hands and their faces stoic of any emotion. "W-what do you want?" Everly asked,
It has been one month since that incident and Killian had moved on in his life. He was back to his previous life, drugs, alcohol and girls. The thought of Amara entered his mind a few times. Her beautiful ocean-like eyes filled with fear, her soft cheeks adoring deep red blush and the innocence on her face was something he had never witnessed before. She was something which entered his life like a breath of fresh air but he is the one who taints the pureness with his mere touch, deflowers it when it catches his eyes and strips it out of its light and that's what he did with Amara. He tainted her pureness with his darkness, deflowered her and stripped her out of her light. He has ruined her for others and the thought itself gave him immense satisfaction. It filled him with a rush which no drug could and the pleasure which no possession can give. Killian had rolled the sleeves of his black shirt causing his muscular forearm to be on display. A feminine hand wrapped around his arm.
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,
*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."
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
"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
"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.
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