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PEACHESNote to my lovely readers, I have not abandoned the story. For all your love and support for Marco & Lilliana, I am glad. I have been gifted a sweet little angel, and lately, my entire time is being taken up by her. And while I am not complaining about the same, writing has taken a backseat for that reason. I will still try and update twice a week. Thank you for your patience.
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A U R O R A17 years old, pastI ran.I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, clutching the torn backpack like my life depended upon it. Actually, my life did depend on it. The men following me were no saints-actually criminals if I didn't know any better.Two days back when I strolled inside the abandoned building looking for a shelter and accidentally discovered the basement where the stash of drugs was kept and guarded, I thought if I could steal some for myself, it would at least be able to pay for my food for the next month. So, I waited for a couple of days for an opportunity and managed to steal few packets so that I could sell some.I wasn't a drug addict but I knew that selling these would definitely earn me some bucks.And I needed them, desperately.I had been hoping from homeless shelter to shelter for the past year, hiding from the police and every goddamn person who were eager to exploit a seventeen-year-old girl. I might have been an orphan and homeless but I wasn't he
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A U R O R A17 years old, past"I will fight you.""That's what I thought." Viktor smiled eerily, taking his leather jacket off and the injured man hobbled towards him quickly to hold it."This should be fun." Dominic flashed a smile at his brother, communicating without words and walked back towards the other corner, propping himself against the dirty, bloodstained wall.Viktor took a step forward and stood with his hands tucked inside the pockets, exuding confidence that was no match to mine. The sliver of danger glinted brightly in his blue eyes. Pride and arrogance were rippling off him so fiercely that it almost paled me.What made me so insanely greedy to live a little that I agreed to play right into the hands of a wolf? I thought that's what stupid people called 'hope'. And right now I was stupidly hoping for a miracle.Drawing in a painfully deep breath, I steeled my nerves and made one last attempt to save my life. The fingers clasped the knife so hard I could bet the knuckl
The Monster's Protégé - 3 -
M A R C OPast"Strip." I didn't even take my eyes off her beautiful, curvy and petite stature.In the world of vanilla sex, where the man orders the woman with such a crass word, it would have been sounded slightly offensive. But in my world of sex, a submissive would be nothing less than grateful when the dominant asked for something like this."Yes, Sir."Jessica, the beautiful strawberry-blond haired woman, kneeling between my legs smiled with grace and slowly rose to her feet. A natural sub that she was, she gradually turned around as her fingers reached behind her back and pulled down the zip of her little black dress.Nothing turned-on a dominant like me than the willing, beautiful gift of submission from a woman like this.Taking the last sip of the drink, I plopped down the glass on the table beside the leather-clad couch. By now, the fabric slipped down from her body and pooled around her legs. Jessica stepped out of it and unclasped her bra deftly, letting it fall along wit
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M A R C OPast"Seriously, Viktor?""What on earth took you so long?" he groused, stepping inside the house.I slammed the door with a force and turned around to face him. "What the hell are you doing here at this time?"His gaze zeroed in on the pink woolen scarf of Jessica lying near the sofa and darted back to mine, questioningly. Then he muttered with a smirk, "Of course. Is she gone?""No," I said, walking towards the kitchen island.I grabbed the bottle of scotch, two glasses and went back towards the sofa where he had already made himself at home. His presence ensured that I would be having a crappy night so I thought I might as well get drunk for that. His suit jacket was tossed over the arms of the sofa by now, while his legs rested on top of the table.Viktor Romano was the present Boss, after his father, Alessandro Romano, stepped down, handing him over the reins of the criminal empire. Viktor, as the youngest Boss of the Mafia family, was invincible so far. It was difficul
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A U R O R APastI must have passed out. Next time when I came to my senses, I found myself back in the car seat, lying comfortably with my head rested on a small pillow. It was a smooth drive, considering the luxurious car, as I slowly adjusted my eyesight. Viktor sat comfortably in the front, engrossed on his phone.Groaning, I sat up as I slowly recollected the events right before I passed out.Factory. Captive. Viktor. Blood. Of course! I realized I didn't pass out at the sight of blood. It was my entangled predicament that unnerved me for a moment."Are you feeling alright?" Viktor asked curtly, his eyes glued on the rearview mirror."Yes," I groaned, even though my voice clearly suggested the contrary. My head was pounding like hell. "Did I hurt my head somehow?" I asked, clutching it tightly in my hands."No," he said. "Your knees are just lightly bruised."I gazed down quickly to realize that he had already cleaned the wounds and applied some kind of ointment on it."Great," I
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A U R O R AThere was thick air of danger that followed me around eerily ever since I met Marco. It hollowed out my capability to think and act as a person of ordinary prudence.Nothing good would come out of this arrangement, and I knew it the moment I stepped inside this place.I knew it in the same way I had known every unfortunate incident I had faced so far.Marco sent me to a room which was supposed to be mine. The well-furnished sight of expensive furniture, luxury bed, and all the refined things was still not good enough to take away the heavy burden pounding my head. The vanity came at a cost I wasn't willing to pay. An unwanted debt I would have to carry around me for the longest time in the foreseeable future.For the past few years, I escaped from one terrible situation to another, but I didn't want to give up. Even now, sitting on the lap of indebted extravagance, I knew in it my bones that I have enough fire left within me to seek for the freedom of my own.To run far, f
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A U R O R APast - 17years oldBy the time I came downstairs, donning expensive gymwear and shorts, Marco was standing by the kitchen isle. As soon as he noticed, he checked his watch. It wasn't needed actually; I was well within the time frame of 180 seconds.And of course, there's only so many times I'd dare to risk displeasing him in one day."Follow me," he said and started walking, expecting me to be on his heels.Surprisingly so, I was.I followed him silently through the door, towards another portion of the house. Since he gave me the tour the previous day itself, I knew where we were headed - the gym.His gymnasium wasn't some expensive workout place that a man of means could afford to build. It was beyond that. The entire space glowed with bright sunlight, enclosed by the ceiling-to-floor glass wall. Half the arena was a boxing ring, while the other half was crowded with equipment of all kinds.He led me to the space between the ring and treadmill, where a small pouch was sus
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M A R C OPast"I think she fell asleep, Sir," Della informed over the phone."Good."Well, she had to.Had I not worn her out, the little hellion would have tried another escape plan and effectively ruined my night's sleep. But more than her, I was pissed with Viktor.Who the hell gave him the idea that I could be the baby-sitter-cum-trainer for her?I preferred dealing with petulant submissives, knowing I could redden their ass to my liking if they ever happen to annoy me.But a rebellious teenager? Hell fucking no. One month, I reminded myself. Once the month would be up, and Aurora would be officially Viktor Romano's problem and not mine.The only issue nagging my erratic mind was the fate she would incur after a month. Sure, I could take care of the assholes who tried to rape her and was still hunting her. Even wiping off her criminal record wouldn't be a problem. The Romano influence in this Windy City was much powerful than people have come to realize.But then there's Viktor.
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