The Kidnapped Bride

Marrying Sully Star was a sudden decision, something I never thought I would do. I had come back only last night from a mission. I slept for a long time for that reason. I needed some rest. When I woke up, I found out from Rose that Father abducted Sully Star, the daughter of Jade Star, who was going to be married to Rezef Thorn. “Father is going to give her to Kiara. Kiara wanted a toy for a long time,” Rose had told me. After lunch, Father took me to see the woman in the dungeon. In the dark, I could not see her that well. Yet, I had decided right there and then that I wanted that woman. At least, to make Rezef suffer. Father agreed since he was satisfied with the outcome of the last mission. She was brought out of the dungeon and for the first time, I could see her clearly. Sully had brown clear skin and a small round face. Her figure was something I tried not to look at, because as a man, I felt something I should not feel for an unconscious woman. The maids prepared her for

I trembled beneath him as his lips and hands explored my body. I felt vulnerable under his hungry gaze.He removed my hair from my right shoulder. “This will hurt.”“What will?”“This,” he said and kissed me on the shoulder. He licked there and before I knew it, he sunk his fangs into my shoulder.I gasped. It hurt. But more than that, there was an odd excitement in my body, much stronger than ever before.My body was getting hotter. It was like my blood was boiling, but not from anger; instead, from a hunger. He shrugged off his shirt while sucking my blood. I dug my nails into his back and screamed.I felt his hand creeping up between my thighs. My subconsciousness was telling me to stop him, but I could not. I wanted to feel it. Every part of it. I wanted him to do things to me I never thought I would want.His fingers touched the inside of my thighs. I let out a moan and wrapped my arms around him.Two of his fingers slid inside me as I was already wet. I was a little ashamed abou

When we entered the dining hall, almost all the chairs were occupied. Damien nodded at the man who sat at the head of the long table. I raised my eyes and saw the Head of Silverclaw family. He was a man with domineering presence. His head was held high as he watched me head to toe. He had dark black hair like Damien and silver eyes. He was just an older version of Damien. He was most probably in his early forties. How old was Damien? I had no idea. I should ask him after the meal was over. On his right was a smiling short woman. She had dark hair, a mix between brown and black, and freckles all over her face. The woman beside her gave me a small smile. She had hair as white as snow. Her eyes were golden like fire. She seemed timid. There was another woman on the Head’s left-hand side. She had only one eye. The other eyelid was sewn shut. So were her lips. I shuddered and gulped down the scream that almost left my mouth. Damien placed a hand on the small of my back and led me t

I splashed cold water on my face. It did not look so puffy anymore. Demian left because he had work to do. I was left alone. I told him not to let any maids in.I cried for a long time. I had held it in as long as I could. But not anymore.Seeing Rosalia there, stuck for years with such a horrendous man, made me feel hopeless. Would that be my fate as well? Or, would my fate be like Clarissa with her sewn eyelids and lips?If Demian’s father was capable of doing something like that, so was Demian. Besides, Demian did all the dirty work for his father. That was the reason he never went to the banquets. Because he was always busy getting rid of people.Even now that he left, he probably went to kill someone or stalk someone.Rosalia, the beautiful younger sister of my father, kidnapped at age eighteen by Alexander Silverclaw just because she was beautiful and he liked her looks. Rosalia never could leave this place. Not even once. My father had not seen her for years.I and all my other

Dela smiled a lot. I should not be afraid of her. But I was. For some reason, her attitude disturbed me. It felt like there was something more to her that I could not see, but sense. My subconsciousness picked up on something that my eyes could not see.After having tea, Dela offered to take me on a tour around the estate. I agreed. I would not dare disagreeing with her if I could.“You are pretty, Sully. Are your sisters pretty too?” Dela asked as she showed me the garden first. We had been having tea in the greenhouse which was in the garden.“Prettier than me,” I said.My mother called Millie ugly. She said Millie’s hair was disgusting looking with a very odd color.Millie had bright red hair like her mother’s and freckles all over her body. She was very beautiful. Even as a child, I could see that. She looked like her mother. Red hair, fair skin and petite built.My mother called Millie’s hair whore’s hair, probably because of the misconception that all red-haired women worked as