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Stallion
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2026-04-25 23:06:39
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Teach me, Mr Blackwood Auction
_Aurora’s POV_The van didn’t stop all at once.It slowed first, gradually easing out of speed in a way that made us nervous. The movement inside changed with it, bodies subtly leaning forward, breaths catching, tension thickening without a single word needing to be said.We were close.I didn’t know to what exactly, but my body knew before my mind did.The girl beside me tightened her hold on my arm, her fingers digging in slightly as if I were the only solid thing in a space that was starting to feel too small.“Are we there?” she whispered, her voice barely holding together.I didn’t answer her immediately. I was just as nervous as she was. Instead, I leaned forward just enough to angle my head toward one of the narrow slits near the top of the van. It wasn’t meant for looking through, but if you strained just enough. Light.Not the scattered glow of streetlights.Something stronger. Brighter. Controlled.It looked like the type you eould see in an underground parking lot or so
Teach me, Mr Blackwood Moving
_Aurora’s POV_They moved us without warning.One minute the room was heavy with silence, the next the door burst open and everything shifted into motion so fast it felt unreal. Orders were barked. Names weren’t used. Hands grabbed, pulled, pushed.No one asked questions.No one dared.I barely had time to sit up properly before someone yanked me down from the bunk. Pain shot through my leg the moment my weight hit the floor, sharp enough to blur my vision for a second.“Move.”I stumbled forward, biting down on the inside of my cheek to stop the sound that threatened to escape. Around me, the others were being dragged out too. Some crying quietly, some too shocked to react, some already numb.The girl from the opposite bunk—the loud one—was suddenly very quiet.Interesting how quickly that changed.We were herded through the hallway like we were nothing more than cargo. No explanations. No reassurance. Just movement.Always movement.And somehow, that made everything worse.Because i
Teach me, Mr Blackwood Father-daughter
_Damien’s POV_I didn’t bother with greetings when I walked into Mr Kingston’s office.There was no point dressing this up with politeness or pretending this was a normal conversation. Nothing about the last few days had been normal, and nothing about what I was feeling could be contained behind courtesy.The moment his secretary let me in, I shut the door behind me harder than necessary.He looked up from his desk, mildly surprised, like my presence was an inconvenience he hadn’t scheduled into his day. Papers were spread neatly in front of him, a pen resting beside a document he hadn’t even finished reading. He didn’t stand. He didn’t ask me to sit either.That alone already told me enough.“Where is your daughter?” I asked immediately.No softening of tone. No easing into it. Straight to the point.His brow lifted slightly, and he leaned back in his chair like I had just asked something trivial.“Aurora?” he repeated, as if confirming I meant the obvious. Then he exhaled slowly, al
Teach me, Mr Blackwood Girls
_Aurora’s POV_The second time they moved me, I stopped trying to understand where I was going.It didn’t make it easier, but it made it quieter in my head.My body still ached from everything before—every impact, every fall, every time I had been dragged when I couldn’t walk properly—but now there was a dull resignation layered over the pain. Not acceptance. Not peace. Just… exhaustion.They didn’t even bother being gentle anymore.One of them grabbed my arm, the other supported my weight only when I nearly collapsed, and together they guided me through a corridor that smelled like antiseptic and something metallic I didn’t want to identify. The building looked nothing like the place I had escaped from. This one was larger, more structured, too organized in a way that made it worse.Doors lined the hallway at intervals. Some closed. Some slightly open. And from behind a few of them, I heard voices.Girls’ voices.That was the first thing that made my chest tighten in a different wa
Teach me, Mr Blackwood Try not to blow up again
_Damien’s POV_I didn’t expect him to show up at my office.Not after everything.Not after the explosion.Not after I had crawled out of that burning trap with half my senses still ringing and my body refusing to fully obey me.But when my secretary called and told me Adrian was downstairs, waiting, asking to see me like this was just another routine visit, I knew immediately that this wasn’t casual.Nothing about Adrian ever was.I had been at home when the call came through. I was still trying to clean myself up, still trying to ignore the dull ache in my ribs and the sharp pull in my shoulder every time I moved too fast. I hadn’t slept. I hadn’t eaten. I had barely even processed the fact that I had walked straight into a bomb set specifically for me.And now he was here.In my office.Waiting.By the time I walked in, I already knew what I would see.Adrian sitting like he belonged there.Calm. Composed. Perfectly dressed, as if nothing in the world had gone wrong in the last twe
Teach me, Mr Blackwood Giving up.
_Aurora’s POV_The car moved before I fully registered being inside it.One moment I had been dragged across cold floors, pain tearing through my leg and ribs with every forced step, and the next I was here—pressed against the leather seat, the door shut beside me, the world outside slipping past in blurred motion as the engine purred beneath us.It didn’t feel real.Nothing had felt real since I jumped.But the pain… the pain was real enough to keep dragging me back.Every breath came with a dull ache in my chest, sharp enough to remind me I was still here, still trapped, still very much alive in a situation I wasn’t sure I could survive.I didn’t look at him at first.I didn’t want to.But I could feel him.Adrian sat beside me, one hand steady on the wheel, the other resting loosely as if he didn’t have a care in the world. His presence filled the space too easily, too comfortably, like this was normal for him. Like dragging someone back from an escape attempt and driving away wit
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