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The Architect's Decree
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2026-06-05 21:23:28
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Taken by my stepfathers She is Mine
Jonas's POVThe morning light hit the room with an unforgiving sharpness, slicing through the blinds and painting bars of gold across her skin. She was still asleep, but the heavy, dreamless stillness of the night was starting to fracture. I watched her lashes flutter, a subtle sign that the real world was clawing its way back in.I couldn't wait any longer. The stillness had become a wire pulled too tight, and the need to know she was actually real—not just a ghost I’d conjured to survive the dark—was burning through me. I moved before I could think, sliding off the edge of the mattress and hovering over her. She stirred, a small, soft sound escaping her throat as she shifted against the pillows. I didn't give her a second to blink the sleep from her eyes. I didn't want the polite morning, or the confusion, or the space. I wanted the immediate, visceral evidence that she was still here, still mine.I crowded her, pinning her to the mattress with the weight of my own body. She gasped,
Taken by my stepfathers The only thing that matter
Jonas's POVThe hallway floorboards didn't creak, but I heard her breathing before I saw her. I was sitting at the edge of my bed, the room bathed in the weak, blue light of a streetlamp filtering through the blinds. When she pushed the door open, she looked small. Tired. She didn't say a word, just slipped inside and crossed to the bed, her movements heavy with a bone-deep exhaustion I recognized.She didn't ask if she could stay. She just climbed in, pulling the duvet over her shoulders, and curled into a ball on the side closest to the wall. I stayed perfectly still, my back against the headboard, watching the way her chest rose and fell.I hadn't moved in two hours. My muscles were stiff, aching from the rigid posture I had forced myself to hold, but I didn't care. I couldn't risk waking her. I couldn't risk breaking this fragile peace.In the dark, the room felt different. It felt like a space that had finally found its purpose. I looked at her, at the soft curve of her neck and
Taken by my stepfathers We don't threaten each other
Eden's POVI didn't go back to the estate. Not directly.I drove Greta to the safe house myself—a Schmidt property off the books, a brownstone in Brooklyn with steel shutters and a panic room in the basement. Greta didn't speak the whole way, just stared out the window with hollow eyes, clutching the blanket I'd thrown over her shoulders."You're free," I said when we stopped. It sounded like a lie even as I said it. No one was free. Not really. Not in this city, not in this life. But Greta could run. Could disappear. The Schmidts would let her; they had bigger prey now.Greta turned, her hand on the door handle. "They're going to kill him, aren't they, Voss?"I met her eyes in the rearview mirror. "Yes.""Good." Greta got out. She didn't look back.I drove to the church. Not the one where I'd met Voss—another one, older, Catholic, with a graveyard that stretched back to the Revolutionary War. I called him from the parking lot, my voice steady, my hands shaking."I'll do it," I said.
Taken by my stepfathers You wanted leverage
Eden's POVI stood at the library window long after the black van had disappeared into the mist, my forehead still cold from the glass. The house was silent around me, but I could feel them everywhere—Daniel's calculating gaze, Silas's protective shadow, Felix's dark intensity. They had claimed me, piece by piece, until I was no longer Eden the foster kid, Eden the survivor. I was theirs. And the worst part—the part that made my stomach twist with shame—was how much I wanted it.The church smelled of old wax and something sharper, like the ozone before a storm. I had chosen this place carefully, this neutral ground where neither the Schmidts nor the law could claim full ownership. The nave stretched before me, empty pews like ribs, the crucifix looming overhead with its painted agony. Voss stood beneath the stained-glass saints, his jaw set harder than the marble beneath my heels. He didn't turn when I entered, but I felt the shift in the air, the way his attention sharpened like a bl
Taken by my stepfathers List
Eden's POVI stood at the library window, the cold glass pressing against my forehead as the black van rolled up the gravel drive. The headlights cut through the predawn mist like knives, and I knew before the doors even opened that something was wrong. Felix’s men moved first, boots crunching on the stones, their silhouettes sharp against the dim light.Then they dragged her out. Greta. Small and fragile, her nightgown clung to her body like a second skin, the fabric so thin I could see the goosebumps rising on her arms. She didn’t struggle. Not at first. She just let them pull her, her bare feet scraping against the driveway, her dark hair tangled around her face.Then she saw Felix.Recognition flared in her eyes, bright and immediate, like a match struck in the dark. And then—hatred. Pure, unfiltered hatred, the kind that burns hot enough to scorch. I felt it in my own chest, a mirror of her fury. For a second, our gazes locked through the window, two women separated by glass and
Taken by my stepfathers The sister
EdenThe safe house sat at the end of a gravel road, half-hidden by pine trees. I killed the engine and checked the magazine of my pistol. Twelve rounds. Not enough if things went bad.Silas touched my arm. "You stay in the car until I clear the perimeter."I looked at him. "No.""Eden-""She's more likely to come willingly if she sees a woman, not a man pointing a gun at her." I pocketed the spare clip. "And you're not going in alone."His jaw tightened, but he didn't argue. We'd been over this. Greta Voss had information we needed. Her brother had stashed her in witness protection two years ago, then decided she knew too much. We had maybe six hours before his people moved her somewhere else. Or silenced her.We approached on foot, sticking to the tree line. The house was a squat brick building with blackout curtains. A single light burned in the kitchen. I could see a figure moving inside. Female. Dark hair.Silas held up a hand. We stopped.He scanned the windows, the roofline, an
Taken by my stepfathers Is she going to be your second wife?
Daniel's POVI slept like a fucking baby. No nightmares, just black, heavy sleep that knocked me out cold the second my head hit the pillow.Which was ironic, considering the chaos that had detonated in my head the night before. And then I woke up to a hard dick, like I was some sort of teenager. I
最後更新 : 2026-03-21Taken by my stepfathers A twitching cock
Daniel's POVThe door wasn’t locked. That was the first thing that hit me the second I tested the handle. I stood there for a moment longer than necessary, fingers still resting against the handle, eyes narrowing slightly as my mind immediately started spinning through possibilities. Careless? Unli
最後更新 : 2026-03-20Taken by my stepfathers This is mine
Daniel’s POVThe file stayed open on my desk for exactly eight seconds. Eight.That was all it took for the address to burn itself into my brain like a brand pressed against hot skin.Street.Building.Unit.That was it. No fluff. No bullshit. No sentimental nonsense about her job, her schedule, or
最後更新 : 2026-03-20Taken by my stepfathers Take the man
Eden's POVI left it unlocked on purpose. I knew it was Daniel. The groceries in the fridge that I never bought, the sheets that suddenly smelled fresh when I hadn’t washed them, the mirror that no longer had streaks even though I never touched it. It wasn’t just in my head. He’d been coming here.
最後更新 : 2026-03-20
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