LOGIN*Klein's POV*"Hmmm..."A low, involuntary groan escaped my dry lips, the sound muffled by the thick fabric of the pillow I was desperately clinging to. Every muscle in my body ached, a brutal reminder of the terrifying power that had crushed me into the floorboards only hours before. I wanted nothing more than to dissolve into the pitch-black void of a dreamless sleep, to escape the harsh reality waiting for me on the other side of consciousness."Time to wake up, darling," a voice murmured close to my ear. It was a smooth, melodic sound, accompanied by a gentle, rhythmic shaking of my arm."No... I want to sleep more," I mumbled, my voice a faint, pathetic rasp. I stubbornly rolled onto my side, turning my back to the intruder, pulling the plush pillow tighter against my chest as if it could shield me from the outside world. I buried my face in its softness, clinging to the fading remnants of sleep with a desperate, childish obstinacy."Darling, it's already night. We are about to
*Third Person POV*After everything that had just transpired a few moments ago down in the living room, Klein found himself trapped once more, isolated and locked away inside the suffocating confines of the room. His foot remained securely chained to the heavy wooden bedpost, the cold metal a constant, brutal reminder of his captivity.Those damn twins were definitely not fools. They had planned every single detail of this confinement to ensure he would remain completely under their thumb, helpless and restricted.> "What are we going to do now, Klein?" Keno asked, his voice echoing in the quiet room.Klein sat on the edge of the mattress, his mind racing as his wolf spoke. Deep down, he truly wanted to step outside, to walk over to the veranda and breathe in some fresh air to clear his chaotic thoughts. However, the heavy iron chain bound to his ankle simply wasn't long enough to grant him that luxury. Because of its restrictive length, he couldn't even take a step close to the glass
"First, and the most important rule that you absolutely need to follow," Lucien stated, his voice dropping into a low, predatory register that vibrated through the polish tiles.He silently leaned forward, shifting his weight with a terrifyingly deliberate grace. Planting his thick forearms firmly against his thighs, he clasped his hands together, locking his fingers into a tight, unyielding vice. His gaze riveted onto me—dark, calculative, and stripping away every shred of my defense. He was looking at me not as a person, but as something he owned, an object to be broken and reassembled according to his design.My heart hammered violently against my ribs, a trapped animal desperate for escape. The frantic rhythm was suffocating, thumping so loudly against my eardrums that it threatened to drown out the oppressive silence of the living room. I couldn't tear my eyes away from him. It was a paralyzing sort of hypnosis, the primal instinct of a prey animal locking eyes with the apex pred
My body can’t stop trembling ,every muscle in my frame is wound tight with tension as if I’m about to face something terrifying, each fiber of my being screaming at me to run even though I know there’s nowhere to go. The air in the room feels thick and heavy, pressing down on my chest like a physical weight that makes it hard to draw a full breath."Do you want me to feed you?" asks the man behind me, his voice low and steady against my ear, a stark contrast to the chaos raging inside my mind. His breath is warm against my skin, sending shivers skittering down my spine that have nothing to do with fear.After they finished showering, they emerged looking impossibly put together while I still felt raw and disheveled, and after one of the twins caught me trying to slip out of the room, here I am now. I’m perched on his lap at their massive dining table, polished mahogany stretching out before us like a river of dark wood. I’d wanted to sit in a regular chair, had even started to move t
I surfaced from a deep, dreamless sleep to the sound of movement echoing through the space around me. Every muscle in my body ached with a dull throb, and I wanted nothing more than to pull the covers over my head and drift back into unconsciousness. But the noise persisted, footsteps, the clink of glass, voices speaking in low tones, until staying asleep became impossible. My eyes fluttered open slowly, clouded with grogginess at first, as if a thick fog had settled over my vision. Gradually, clarity seeped in, and the first thing I saw was the high ceiling above me, adorned with an ornate chandelier that sparkled even in the soft morning light.Frowning in confusion, I scanned the room around me, my mind struggling to place where I was. This was somewhere new, somewhere I’d never been before.I pushed myself up to sit, then immediately regretted the movement as sharp pain shot through my entire body, concentrated most intensely in my lower back and behind. My brow furrowed deeper, t
Hot tears carved paths down my cheeks as waves of agony crashed through my body. A pain so searing it felt like I was being torn apart from the inside out. I’d endured brutal beatings before, punishments that left me broken and bleeding on cold concrete floors. But nothing could have prepared me for this."Ahh~" A long, ragged cry tore from my throat as the man behind me drove his hips forward with brutal force, sending my back arching off the bed. My fingers were knotted in the pillow beneath me, gripping it so tight my knuckles blazed white, as if the fabric alone could anchor me through each punishing thrust that split me open."Fuck!. This is so fucking good," he groaned, his voice rough and breathless against my ear. The sound sent shivers skittering down my spine, mixing with the trembling that had seized every muscle in my body. Even my knees shook where they pressed into the mattress, weak and unsteady as if they’d give out at any moment."H-Have you… not finished… yet?" I m
Third Person POV Slowly, Klein pried his eyes open, roused by the sound of voices and movement echoing around the room."F-fuck..." he muttered, the taste of iron still lingering in his mouth.He tried to sit up, but pain shot through his body, forcing him to grit his teeth. As the memories of wha
As soon as we step into our dorm, Sandro heads straight for the kitchen while I make my way to my bedroom to shower. After rinsing off and feeling somewhat human again, I walk out of my room in nothing but my boxers. Sandro’s already settled on the couch, a bottle of beer sitting on the coffee ta
I practically fly up each step of the stairs, desperate to catch up to him before it's too late.When I burst out of the building, I see dozens of students gathered together, each clutching the same dark red box he'd been given.I can see the mix of sorrow, anxiety, and terror in their eyes. They h
Morning comes too soon, and I’m still lying in bed. I didn’t sleep at all last night my mind was too full of thoughts to rest. Now I have no energy to get up and attend the worthless classes this university forces on us.When you really think about it, what good are their lessons? What’s the point
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