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The man standing in front of me—Kross Varkas—was good-looking, but with the experience I have, I know the good-looking ones are the most evil. They had the darkest desire and fetish.Those old men with pot bellies just needed to release, but the young ones… those were the devils.I folded myself away from him, gluing myself to the bed frame, and he just raised an eyebrow at me.I noticed that he had cold features, lips that looked like they didn't smile much, but… but what was weird was that his eyes looked soft, kind.Was this a method to make me put down my guard so he could strike and take me unexpectedly?I've learned my lesson countless times and I’ll be a fool to fall for it ever again.“I just introduced myself, little wolf,” he said, stepping back almost subtly, but I still noticed it. That left me more puzzled and raised my guard even higher. “It's considered rude not to do the same.”Oh,SADEThe man standing in front of me—Kross Varkas—was good-looking, but with the experience I have, I know the good-looking ones are the most evil. They had the darkest desire and fetish. Those old men with pot bellies just needed to release, but the young ones… those were the devils. I folded myself away from him, gluing myself to the bed frame, and he just raised an eyebrow at me. I noticed that he had cold features, lips that looked like they didn't smile much, but… but what was weird was that his eyes looked soft, kind. Was this a method to make me put down my guard so he could strike and take me unexpectedly?I've learned my lesson countless times and I’ll be a fool to fall for it ever again. “I just introduced myself, little wolf,” he said, stepping back almost subtly, but I still noticed it. That left me more puzzled and raised my guard even higher. “It's considered rude not to do the same.”Oh,
KROSS HOURS AGO I stood still, hovering over him, and watched as he drew in breaths. In and out. In and out. Heavy and slow. Silas was dying. It's been years. Years since my brothers left and I was alone in that mansion. Years since the mansion felt too big. I was pushing towards forty. Kade and Belladonna's child was now going to school. Rosette and Alex got married, had twins, and the kids just started walking. I've become CEO of the company even though Silas was still alive. As soon as he fell sick, he stepped down and I took over. It's been years and a lot of things have changed, and yet…And yet…I turned away from Silas, about to leave when he called out. “Stay.”I turned to him, an eyebrow raised, my irritation evident on my face. “Why pretend you were sleeping? I'm a busy man, Silas.”He blinked slowly, his heavy breathin
SADE I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, my legs pounding into the earth, my heartbeat loud and hammering in my ears, Amelia's voice in my head yelling at me to run faster. “Faster, Sade! Don't let them catch you! Faster!”As I ran, tears streamed down my face, and I couldn't stop it. I kept wiping my eyes to keep my vision from getting blurry, but more tears kept coming. Amelia… God, Amelia. I felt like a betrayer for leaving her behind, like a bad person, but she had screamed at me to run, to take flight and spread my wings. She had screamed at me not to let everything be in vain. We have been planning our escape for years now, when we realized that we didn't have to be slaves to those monsters. When we realized that we could step out of our cage if only we snatched the keys and freed ourselves. We told the other girls, but they were too scared to join us. And now I see why they were so scared. Because Amelia… Amelia…I didn't stop running, but I paid attention to my env
I rushed into the room without even pausing to think, and when I got inside, the sight I saw nearly made my knees give out, but I pushed that aside and rushed to my wife. “Kade,” she breathed as I grabbed her hand and squeezed it in reassurance. She looked pale, her hair disheveled and sticking to her face from sweat. So I pushed the hair aside, caressing her face. “I'm here, my darling. I'm here.”“It hurts, Kade,” she cried, her eyes red. “It hurts so much.”“You’ll be fine,” I soothed, patting her hair, my heart beating so fast that I feared it might beat out of my chest. “That's what you said to me earlier. So I need you to be fine. I need you to gather your strength and get through this. You’re strong. Stronger than you think.” I leaned in and kissed her lips softly. “So be strong for me. For her.” Her fingers clutched mine tighter, her eyes set in determination. Her screams resumed, the doctor and nurses doing their jobs while she tried as much as possible to push our baby,
KADE It was week nineteen, and we were finally going to conduct the ultrasound today. “Are you nervous?” I asked Belladonna as I drove us to the hospital. She scoffed, munching on a snack. Her morning sickness has reduced as the weeks have gone by, and now she can manage to stomach a little food. “Says you,” she said. “You’ve been fidgeting since we woke up.” “It's natural to be nervous when you’re about to know your child's gender,” I defended. She chuckled softly, leaning in and placing a soft kiss on my cheek. “Look at you pouting.” I gave her a look before I looked back at the road. “I don't care really much about gender, mi amor. Because whatever the gender, I'm going to love them more than I love myself.”My chest grew tight, and I looked over at her to see that she was looking out the window with a small, beautiful smile on her face. She was the one who was nervous when she found out she was pregnant, saying she might not be a good mother, but look at her now, saying th
I spent two days with Kade and his brothers, and watching them together, I realized that they didn't need their shitty father when they had each other. All three of them had different personalities, and they fit together so well. I was jealous; being an only child meant I didn't have something like that. But I didn't feel left out. They included me in everything they did, told me stories about their younger years. I could tell their lives haven't been rainbows and sunshine, but they tried to make light of it. The eldest whom I thought was cold and distant was actually a sweet person. He didn't smile much, but when he did, it was a sight. And the youngest, Axel, was from a different world. He smiled and joked easily, teasing his brothers. He had a boyish charm to him, but he also looked like he would break your neck if you pissed him off. Hanging out with those three was fun for me. We left the States, going back h







