MasukKira’s POV“Chloroform?”The word crashes into my head before I can see anything.“What happened to a fucking blindfold?” Another voice snaps… calmer, colder.Voices reach me before light does.My body feels wrong. Heavy and stiff, like there’s a building pressing down on my chest. My hands won’t move. Darkness surrounds me, and the voices are close. A loud scrape cuts through the air, like metal against concrete, and the sound drills straight into my skull. I try to flinch, but my body doesn’t respond.I breathe in, and immediately regret it.The taste of bitter chemicals coating the back of my throat makes my stomach roll.A loud crash boomed nearby, but again, my body barely reacts. My eyelids feel too heavy to open, like I’ve been drugged and left underwater. I moved slowly, struggling to peel them open, or move, or even remember how to breathe properly. But I felt frozen in place, the loud background voices rummaging through my thoughts“She would’ve kneed me in the fucking ball
KIRA’S POV.The air shifted. The nurse's hands trembled.“No,” I said immediately. “She stays.”“Get out.”But his tone had already changed; it was no longer playful. He still wasn’t looking at me.The metal tools slipped from her fingers again, scattering across the floor. She didn’t even try to retrieve them. Just whispered something that might’ve been an apology and fled, the door slamming behind her.I shoved back from the chair. “What the hell is wrong with you?”No answer. Then, he moved fast, fisting in my shirt, yanking me forward until I was perched on the chair’s edge, off balance, my thighs pressed hard against the frame.“Ow—” I hissed, biting back the sting.“What’s your problem, Lorenzo?” I snapped.“You,” he said instantly. “You’re my fucking problem.” His breath was warm against my skin, and I hated how my body betrayed me despite my anger.I shoved back, slowly pushing my hands against the chair to create space, arching my back to escape the suffocating proximity. “F
Kira’s POV“What?” I asked, confused.“He’s taking you to get that fucking cast off,” Adrian said in a bored tone.“Taking me where?” I inquired, crossing my arms.Adrian’s eyes fell, and his tongue swept red across his bottom lip. I followed the movement and noticed he was shamelessly gawking at my breasts.I immediately covered myself. Barely.“My eyes are up here,” I snapped, pointing at my face and flicking my fingers.A slow smile tugged at his lips. “If you’d stop moving so much,” he said, gently pulling my hands away, “maybe I’d be able to focus on something else.”I glared. “Are you seriously blaming me for you being a complete gawker?”He hummed, pretending to think. “Remind me… how many times have you begged for my cock in the last twenty-four hours?”Heat rushed to my face. I grabbed a pillow and smacked him with it.He didn’t flinch. The smile stayed.“Where is he taking me, Adrian?” I demanded, throwing the pillow harder this time.He caught it effortlessly and tossed it
Author’s Note:Let’s all collectively agree to forget that Kira was supposed to be wearing a cast in previous chapters 😭😭 Thank you.Kira’s POVTwo days later“What about this one?” I asked, tracing lazy patterns over a tattoo shaped like a knife wrapped in rosary beads on his chest. I listened to the sound of his slow, structured heartbeat, focusing on one of the few things I knew about Adrian; his breathing was always controlled. One harsh inhale after the other.I stared, admiring the artwork that was his body. I was beyond exhausted. Spent… past spent. My legs felt like jelly, and the only thing I could feel down there was the remnant of Adrian… his seed still spilling down my thighs.“That’s always to remind myself that there was once a time I believed in the man above.”I raised my head slightly from his chest, my eyes drifting to the flexed arm beneath his head.“What about now?” I asked, puzzled.With his other hand, he twirled strands of my hair around his fingers, raising
Kira’s POVAdrian didn’t move for a long time. He just stood there, shirt still streaked with faint traces of blood — staring at nothing. It was clear as day on his face that he was barely holding it together.Then he said, quietly, “I want you to quit.”Was he joking? “Quit what?”He looked up, eyes dark. “Don’t play dumb. You know exactly what you’re doing to me.”He slammed his fist into the wall behind me, the crack sharp enough to echo in my ribs. Then he stepped closer, close enough that his breath brushed my cheek.“You haunt every second of my fucking day,” he growled. “Every day, I kill people. Torture them. Watch them beg. And it’s never bothered me… not once. But now?” His voice broke, just slightly. “Now I can’t even look at my own hands without thinking of you.”This was it. Adrian had finally lost his mind. That had to be the only explanation for this… this madness. He’d always had his irrational moments — God knows — but this? This took the fucking cake.“Are you insane
ONE WEEK LATER“You’re pregnant,” her cold tone broke through the silence.I laughed, too loud, too quickly “Obviously not. I just had my period, Gia. Don’t be ridiculous.”I tried to sound amused, but even to my own ears, it was fake. Gia raised an eyebrow. “You sure?”“Completely.” I forced a smirk. “Gia, I wasn’t pregnant when you asked me a week ago, and I’m not pregnant now. Hell, I haven’t even seen Adrian for the entire time, let alone done anything with him. How am I supposed to be pregnant, being stuck in this mansion with only you as company?”“I’m just saying,” she muttered, “you’ve been… off lately, snapping at me for no reason. Sleeping late. Missing breakfast. That’s not like you.”“It’s called stress,” I said, sharper than I meant. “You know, being married to a literal psycho will have its effects.”She didn’t smile back. Instead, she leaned against the wall, her nails tapping lightly against the wood. It was something she did when she was done pretending to care. I’d
ADRIANS POV EARLIER “Kira,” I said, lifting her slightly off my waist. She spun around, now resting on the table, looking at me with a confused expression. I moved my chair back so I could fully face her, trying to make sense of everything she was about to say. “Where did you see him, Whe
KIRA’S POV“Ohh,” she tossed her hair, overly dramatic, “I was just here to grab a quick lunch. Imagine my surprise seeing you here.” She laughed awkwardly, her eyes locked on Adrian, who looked like he wasn’t buying a single word.Hello? I wanted to yell. Was I invisible? Or was she just deliberat
Kira’s POV“Do you have any prior experience in waitressing?”That question glared back at me from the laptop screen, and I groaned out loud, slumping further into my seat. Tears threatened to spill, but I blinked rapidly, refusing to cry over a stupid job application. So far, I had
KIRA’S POVRing, Ring, Ring…“Ugh,” I groaned, lifting my head toward the source of that annoying sound.I woke up groggy and confused, blinking against the soft light in the room. What time is it? I thought. But the persistent ringing made me want to tear my head off. I looked around at my surroun







