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Aria was practically begging me to stop lashing out. No one ever cared about me before. Not since my parents, and I was so young, I barely remember them. I thought Vincent loved me, but I was so epically wrong about him. Was this really my life now?

"Fine! I'll be a good little prisoner and find a husband." I stood up with a new determination, almost falling back over. I may have had a little too much to drink.

"I don't think you understood dear." Aria said as I finished off the bottle of whiskey.

"I got it. Be nice to Caelum. Which I won't do. Find a young husband with little power to trick into taking me away from this place, and then I can run away. I will definitely do that." I turned my back and walked away.

I heard Aria's little pray to God to save me, but I was sure there was no such thing as a God now. There were only cruel, hurtful people that liked to stomp all over my heart.

"Hey pretty lady!" A young man threw his arm around me. Perfect! He will do.

I flirted back and forth with him then convinced him to take me to play strip poker. Even if I didn't marry this dude at least I'll get some much-needed attention. I didn't really think about sex and it was only a little over a week since Vincent and I were last together, but it felt like months. God, how has only a week gone by?

Everything was perfect until the bastard ripped Dominick off me and then ordered my guard to take me inside. This was bullshit. I'm sure he fucked a different woman every night and now he was cock blocking me? I didn't have time to argue as Antonio pulled me away though. He got me some food and water then left me in the library to read a book. He wasn't far, always keeping a watchful eye though.

I saw Caelum walk by and head to a room down the hall. I wanted to run after him and scream at him for being such an asshole. I figured it would be better to just let this day die though.

I was a prisoner in his house and everyone was right about me. I was just some whore for a made men to play with. I tried reading my book, but eventually realized I was reading the same page over and over again.

It had been a while since I saw Caelum and decided to try and talk to him. Maybe we could come to some kind of agreement. I barely saw anything that goes on here. There was a chance he would let me leave. I had to hold on to some kind of hope.

As I opened the door my body froze. At first, I looked down afraid of what to say to Caelum, but when my eyes found his body, I didn't know what to do.

The room was dark with red hues and there was a large bed in the center with black silk sheets. Caelum's body was over six feet tall and completely bare as he rammed himself violently into a woman he had bent over the edge of the bed. His hand wrapped in her hair, forcing her face into the mattress as she screamed in pleasure. He roughly pulled her head back, making her screams louder.

Caelum's eyes met mine and he fucked her faster, grunting out his release as I stood there and just watched him dominate every part of her body. I was right, he was a fucking beast and I was finding it fucking hot. I quickly ran from that room and headed straight to mine. That did not just happen.

Aria was already waiting in my room to dress me. I slowly walked in and let her put me in a long silk night gown with a slit on the side. Why did she buy me these? I had no one to wear them for and preferred to wear jogging pants and t-shirts to bed anyways.

"Aria, can I buy some clothes?" I asked quietly, like I was speaking to the air. My body was lifeless after everything that happened today. Reality was about to crash into me and I wasn't sure I would survive it.

"Of course, child. We can look online tomorrow. Get some rest. It's been a long day." She gave me a smile then left my room. I saw Caelum walk pass and he simply smiled at me as his eyes raked my body then kept moving.

That smog bastard. No! I can't fight with him anymore.

He could easily kill me and I definitely didn't want to get fucked like some worthless whore. I let out a little moan, but quickly hid it with a cough. I didn't want to be taken that way, but it was hot watching him in this pure sex demon mode.

A tear fell down my cheek. I have no idea who I am anymore. I grabbed my pillow and blanket and went to the closet, closing the door behind me. I laid on the floor, picturing that house I was kidnapped in and prayed my life would go back to that day. I would run out of the closet and never look back. I would escape Caelum and his prison he put me in.

"Fuck you Vincent." I whispered as I cried myself to sleep. I had no love for him anymore. My chest felt like it was being squeezed in a vice grip. It hurt so fucking bad.

All I could do was cry. No one would save me. No one would ever really care about me. It was just me in this world and I had to be enough for myself. No one else was ever going to be by my side.