MasukShe was trapped in the darkness. He ruled over it. Zarya Rogov, born to be a sacrifice. Always kept in the dark, she learned to live along with it. To the world, she was just another spoiled princess but only the walls of the Rogov's mansion knew the true tale of her unending sorrows. She thought escape would mean freedom. She thought the world outside would save her, only to realize she loved the mansion walls that trapped her more than to be caught by the actual beast out there. But it was too late, she was trapped again and his cage was cruler, colder and reeked of wrath. Sergei Morozov, the Pakhan feared by all. The man who walked over those he crushed mercilessly. His next target was her father, and to crush that old man, he captured his daughter, made her his wife, and decided to keep her as just a mere accessory in his mansion, just a mere caretaker for his son. That was his plan, until he found himself unable to look away from her, he found himself craving her, loosening his tie in her vicinity just because she was just too hard to resist. He hated the feeling because he promised himself that he would be the one to take her life and no one else, not even god. But one thing he knew for sure, he craved her more than he craved to sin, and she was worse than a sin, she was addiction, and he was hooked. WARNINGS: FORCED MARRIAGE. NON-CONSENSUAL RELATIONSHIP. POWER IMBALANCE. PSYCHOLOGICAL MANIPULATION. OBSESSIVE/POSSESSIVE MALE LEAD. GORE.
Lihat lebih banyak"Was he that funny?" He took off his coat, throwing it on the couch so roughly that it had me flinching. I immediately stood up from the dressing chair and turned to look at him.
A zap of shiver ran down my spine when I found him breathing heavily as if about to lose control. He ran a hand through his hair, messing the perfect slickness into rogue threads.
"Huh?" That was all I could manage to utter as I stared at him, shocked.
"You..." He slowly tilted his head to look at me. "You never even smile at me." His voice dangerously dropped, making me unconsciously take a step back.
"We were j-just talking." I tried to rationalize.
"Talking? Only talking? Or talking like you guys have known each other for years." He growled, striding up to me and banging the dressing table so aggressively that the thick oak tree carved furniture rattled like it was made of chipboard.
I flinched, unconsciously raising my arms in front of my face. His hot, ragged breath burned me as he towered over me. Tears of fear pricked my eyes, and I trembled. Just as I tried to move away, he firmly grabbed my arm and roughly pulled me back in front of him.
"I'm asking you something." He rasped and grabbed my jaw, forcing my face up so that I could look at him. He was looming over me like death. The second I matched his gaze, I felt myself melting away in sheer fear.
He would consume me.
"Was. he. that. funny?" He asked dangerously slowly, and I immediately shook my head, my eyes filled with unshed tears.
"Then why were you laughing?" He growled like an animal, intensifying my trembling. I couldn't even form proper words. He was executing wrath so powerful, I felt like I was burning in hell.
"I-I just uh w-we had common in-interest, that's w-why...maybe." I didn't know what I was blurting out, my teary eyes too focused on his gaze, too far gone in hell to look away.
"I guess the shared interests were so funny." His rugged tone held sarcasm. He shook my head, pulling me closer to himself through his grip on my jaw.
"W-What's so wrong w-with it?" I asked, wanting to know why he was so triggered when all I did was laugh with a man, that too who was known to be a lot more human in society than him and I knew I just dug my grave by asking that.
"You are not allowed to talk to any man like that.d" His tone was threatening, leaving no room for argument.
"W-Why not?"
"Because you are my wife, the Pakhan's bride, and you will learn to respect that place." His voice held possessiveness.
"This m-marriage was forced, yo-you sinner." His grip painfully tightened on my jaw, making me whimper.
"Call me a sinner all you want, but don't forget, I would sin a thousand times more if that means keeping you mine."
ZARYA ROGOV The moment I entered the grand hall beside him, all the heads turned towards us. My spine straightened, and my heart thudded loudly against my ribcage. The temperature within these tall walls was warm, but the eyes that watched us were colder than ice.All the masses clad in expensive attire nodded towards Sergei, some even bowed at him. It was likely that everyone here was from the underworld and came under him.I tried to spot Nadia and others, but found no one from his family. Guess they were restricted from attending such events, but I was exposed to it like a won trophy.His hand rested on my waist as he guided me through the hall. He slowed down the moment Uncle Dima approached us. The elderly man passed us one of his most extraordinary smiles. I was almost left blinded when he flashed his fake white set of teeth at us."Oh, there you are." He lightly slapped Sergei on his back and turned to look at me, but the moment his eyes travelled down to my neck, all the colo
ZARYA ROGOV The things he demands from me, I obviously go against them.Obeying him meant bowing down to Satan.I stared at my dress in the mirror.The dress was deep wine-red in color. It had a square neckline and thick shoulder straps, giving it an elegant yet structured look. The bodice was fitted, while the skirt flared out into a voluminous A-line silhouette. The fabric was velvet, which enhanced the dress's color.I let my hair down and put on a little makeup because I wasn't so enthusiastic about this event. His grand celebration could be a lot worse than my expectations, and I just knew I wasn't ready for whatever hell he was about to unleash on me.I took a deep breath, but my breath got stuck midway when he stepped into the room without knocking. I instinctively straightened up and just pretended to do something with my hair. Sergei slowly stepped into the room and closed the door behind him, all the while staring at me from head to toe. His hazel eyes traced my full form
ZARYA ROGOV There was no redemption for the devil because he doesn't want to be redeemed.There was only hell that awaited him.Sergei pinned me against the mattress; his grip wasn't tender, it was like an iron that almost resembled my prison. His gaze wasn't cold; it was filled with restrained rage, restrained with something much more.I couldn't control the shivers that ran up my body, but I refused to look away from him, refused to give in. He was so close that I could feel the heat of anger in him. I wondered what sin I had committed to make him so wrathful? It felt like I had wounded him just like he wounded me, like we were equally responsible for each other's destruction."Why don't you remember anything?" He asked, his jaw tightly clenched as he hit his fist beside my head right against the mattress in pure frustration. I flinched and tightly shut my eyes. I felt like I couldn't breathe. "Open your eyes and look at me." He commanded while grabbing my jaw. My fingers dug in
SERGEI MOROZOVWhen sins are enough to make you climb the peak of hell, it hardly feels possible to redeem; it hardly feels human. No way could lead you back, but several ways could lead you further into the chaos.The Rogovs were on the verge of crumbling.She was on the verge of her sanity.I won...but there was no sense of achievement.No victory ever made me happy because I was too fixated on the goal of ruining the Rogovs. I thought maybe after that I would feel the great satisfaction of achievement.I never felt it."There is no serious damage except that some of our men got injured in the fight," Bogdan informed. I nodded, staring at the injured men getting treated. None of them was able to hold on to Rafail, and it was expected.He was impossible to catch.But the fact that he came already meant that I had his leash. Even if I couldn't get to him, holding him back was enough to ruin the Rogovs. I ran a hand through my hair and looked up at the clear black sky. "Why did he spe
ZARYA ROGOV My back slammed against the wall, and a painful yelp escaped my lips. His rough hand tightened around my neck, cutting off my air supply, but not enough to kill me. Tears burned the back of my eyes, but my glare didn't waver.I had nothing to fear. He took it all, he took everything from me. Now, it was time I took his."Don't play with fire, Zarya. You already know the outcome." He growled against my face. "You shouldn't have killed her." I rasped, glaring up at him with my teary eyes."You shouldn't have betrayed me." He whispered against my lips, his hot, rugged breath against my skin sent a shiver down my spine."I never gave you my loyalty." I retorted, trying to push him away, but he was like an immobile wall."I never expected your loyalty, and either way, she was going to die.""Why don't you kill me already? What more are you waiting for? Haven't you done enough?" I asked, I couldn't hide the helplessness in my tone. I couldn't stop the tears from kissing my che
NATASHA KOZLOVI wanted to do this for Zarya. She was the only one who had ever shown me genuine kindness, and I wanted to repay her. I didn't think of the consequences of my actions. And I definitely wasn't looking forward to getting caught. I knew I was dead the moment they grabbed me.My life wasn't so great to look back at, and I wasn't sure what I wanted to do next. My life was worthless, but that didn't mean I wasn't scared of death.And surprisingly, I wasn't dead.The Pakhan didn't kill me.I was knocked unconscious by the man behind me. I stared down at my drenched clothes and then at the jacket beside me that had bursted blood bags in it. They showed Zarya my death and left her traumatized.Maybe I knew the reason behind Pakhan's wicked actions.He wanted to sabotage Zarya thoroughly. Wreck her to the point she loses the concept of her very existence. He wanted her to drown in the guilt for the rest of her lifetime. He wanted her weak, and I guess he succeeded because even






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