LOGINNikolaiEvery thrust felt like a confession.A confession of how badly he had broken me.“I hate you.”“I fucking hate you.” I squeezed our hands together, crushing my weight into his back as I moved through him.He felt so good.So good that I hated to admit it.To admit that he still had some fucking control over me.Increasing my pace as I swelled around him, his muffled voice acted like a damn amplifier.“Hmmm…” he groaned, trembling beneath me.I was burning, drowning in the scent of him, the taste of his betrayal heavy in my mouth. I wanted to destroy him. I wanted to tear him apart until he felt the exact same hollow, bleeding vacuum he had left in my chest.But as I drove deep inside him, hearing his muffled, agonizing screams against the floorboards, the anger didn’t satisfy me.It only made the wound wider.His fingers were locked in mine, trembling, fighting for purchase against the wood. He wasn’t pushing me away anymore. He was holding onto me, like I was his only anchor
NathanielMy vision blurred more with tears.His grip on my neck tightened, his face fucking close to mine.The anger…The hurt…Everything reflected in his eyes was so fucking much, so damn cold.“Can’t fucking speak, huh? Fucking tell me you love me.”I shook my head…“Tell me you fucking love me! Fucking say it! Tell me!!!!”My lack of response only amplified his anger.“Say you love me….”“Stop……” I choked.At that moment, he seemed to have lost every shred of rationality.He slammed his lips against mine, aggressively snatching my breath away while his fingers dug into my skin.There was nothing romantic about the kiss.It reeked of pain.A reflection of how broken we are.A reminder of what could have become of us.But I ruined it.I writhed desperately as he bruised my lips with his while forcing his body onto mine.I couldn’t breathe…I gasped harshly as tears burned and kept clogging my throat.“I…. I….” Weakly, I tried pushing him away.He grabbed my face. “I fucking hate yo
NathanielI’m freezing cold.I curled my body against the floor…Tired, drained, confused, and having a mental breakdown wasn’t helping either.I didn’t know how many days had passed…. Two? Three? Four? A week?Probably more than two days, because I could already feel my body going into survival mode, breaking down whatever it needed to keep me alive.My mind was a chaotic, fractured blur.Spinning in circles.Until I couldn’t tell what was real anymore.Why did I do it?Why did I think I could play with fire and not get burned?I questioned every single decision that brought me to this cold floor. The contract. Reina. The money. Everything.The horror of Nikolai’s words about my brother clawed at my chest. But through the suffocating guilt, a devastating truth finally broke through.“I love you…” I croaked into the empty darkness.The words tore from my throat like broken glass.I didn’t say them out loud to win him back. I said them because they were killing me. I loved him. I loved
NikolaiI don’t know what I was thinking, falling for such a sick and disgusting person like him.I loathe his whole existence.In fact, his existence in my basement should be an abomination itself.Pushing my hair backward, I sighed heavily, inhaling another smoke, which stung the back of my throat.“What the fuck are you looking at, huh?” I snapped angrily at Clinton.It had been days since my father freed me, which was still a shocker. The bastard had actually allowed me to walk out of that place alive in the first place.But he did anyway, and I already had a feeling that in exchange for my freedom, he would make me do something outrageous.Back to the two pairs of eyes that refused to fuck off me.Jeremy wasn’t even trying to hide his gaze as he calmly took a drag from the cigar and then spoke.“What exactly do you plan on doing with him, Niko? You can’t possibly have him locked in your basement forever.”“I can fucking do whatever the fuck I want, Jeremy, so fuck off.”And it ha
Nikolai The heavy metal door slammed shut with a deafening, echoing boom. The sharp click of the lock turning signaled that my father had finally left, taking his guards and his suffocating presence with him. The basement plunged right back into a suffocating, freezing darkness. The manic smile that had been plastered on my face instantly vanished, leaving my features completely cold and empty. The act was over. I slowly let go of his neck, letting Nathaniel slump hard against the iron pipe. He gasped for air, coughing violently as he clutched his bruised throat, his whole body shaking like a leaf. I didn’t offer a hand. I didn’t feel a single drop of pity. Dropping back down to my knees right in front of him, I roughly grabbed his face, my bloody fingers digging deep into his jawline, forcing him to look straight at me. “Look at me, Nathaniel,” I whispered, my voice sounding totally dead, devoid of any of the warmth he used to play with. His glasses were still gone, his beaut
NathanielMy heart pummeled into my throat as more tears crashed from my eyes.“Nikolai…..” I choked out.His eyes were on me, completely psychotic. “Why! Why! Why! Why!!” Continuously, he punched the wall, causing blood to slip through his knuckles.He punched the wall again.The sound of his flesh splitting against the brick echoed in the suffocating silence of the basement. He didn’t care. He didn’t even blink.“Why, Nathaniel?! Why?!”He lunged at me again, his hands wrapping around the collar of my shirt, twisting the fabric so tightly against my throat that it cut off my breath. He slammed me back hard against the iron pipe, the metal clanking violently against the stone wall.His face was inches from mine. His breath was hot, ragged, and smelled like blood.The boy who used to look at me like I was his entire universe was gone. In his place was a monster with completely wild, unhinged eyes, his pupils dilated with a terrifying, manic rage.“I loved you!” he screamed, his voice
NikolaiI think I must have died.Which would have been way better.Every single breath felt like absolute torture, like my lungs were filling up with broken glass.My left shoulder was a completely mangled mess, the raw, burning pain from that white-hot iron rod still searing deep into my bones. I
NathanielFuck!My head felt like it was splitting into two.Slowly, I opened my eyes, but everything was a complete blur.My glasses. Where the fuck are my glasses?I tried to focus, but my vision was totally messy.I was lying flat on a freezing concrete floor, and the metallic smell of rust fill
Nathaniel The loud chattering of the crowded airport blurred into a deafening hum all around me.I sat near the boarding gate, staring blankly at the floor. My hands shook slightly as I tightly gripped the boarding pass in my lap.Flight to Bridgeford. Leaving in less than thirty minutes.Everythi
Nikolai Pain….Pain….That’s all I felt.I don’t know how many hours just hard passed.Or what’s happening anymore.I think I must have died, and came back to life. Every single inch of my body was screaming.My face felt swollen, the metallic taste of blood completely coating my tongue and dripp







