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To tame the wild horse Dancing with a devil
Grusha's POV: I watched him gulping down his glass in one go before grabbing my glass from my hand and placing them on a table."Would you give me the honor of dancing with you my lady?""Oh I am flattered Mr. Gentleman."He is quite playful and flirty to his age but I guessed that he knew better than to cross the line. I placed my hand over his as he walked me to the dancing floor where there were many couples swaying to the slow music. I placed my hand over his shoulder as he grabbed my waist by his other hand. It felt quiet awkward so I did my best to avoid his gaze which was directly on me. I was confused about the emotions that his eyes were displaying but I knew that they were not anywhere lust or desire or cunning. I continued to look down while recalling his features comparing them with Damien. The shape of their faces are the same which may confuse someone to think that they are father and son and the fact that Mr. King looks too young for his age have fair shares in that co
To tame the wild horse Another mistake
Grusha's POV: "Did you forgive me?"Did I? Speaking of which,"You had already decided to marry me when you came to me with those two options."He sighed but didn't avert his eyes from me before nodding."Yes.""Why? You already knew that there was no way I was going to Victor, right?""No. I didn’t. I didn't know anything about Victor's doings before. But I knew that you feared him. Even when you heard his name you feared him. I wanted to marry you and also wanted to know why you feared him so much.""Then h-how_"Shit! My voice has become hoarse. He is right. I fear him. I fear even his name. I cleared my throat before finishing my words."Then how did you get to know about_"The right words were not coming out of my mouth but before I could complete he started."I saw your body. I saw those scars. And I knew what kind of a man Victor is. You are lucky that he didn't use you in sex trafficking. I just guessed but that day....your expressions confirmed."Sex trafficking? Victor? Oh
To tame the wild horse Heart wants to hear what it wants
Grusha's POV: My heart kept hurting while my inner voice yelled in my mind at how naive I am. The ringing voice in my head was unbearable as I finally broke into tears inside the car as I took my legs onto the seat before hugging my knees and snuggling my face in between. I heard the car door opening to the driver’s side but I couldn't care less as I finally let out all my emotions in the shape of drops of tears. I watched my tears getting absorbed in my dress as they made a huge wet patch in the front. I felt my cheeks and eyes burning as the impulsive feeling of being used again and again slapped me across my face taking me into the reality."Sweetheart_""SHUT UP!!!"I shouted as I felt his hand brushing my cheeks which made me disgusted more."Listen. Its n_""I SAID SHUT UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"I yelled on top of my lungs that I am sure the guards outside also may have heard me but I couldn't really care less. I felt him grabbing my arm and before I knew it was pulled over his
To tame the wild horse Author's note
Hey guys! I know I have not been updating regularly and I apologize for that. But this notice is not about that. So guys the following chapters may contain some triggering content such as detailed torture and mentions of blood and etc. So if you are not comfortable with reading that kind of stuff please skip and if you are comfortable don't mind this notice and continue reading. So you have been warned. Read with caution. And also thank you guys for reading this book so far and I will try my best to not dissappoint you. Love you guys!
To tame the wild horse Payback time
Damien's POV: I watched her walking into her room before closing the door behind her without even giving a glance at my way. The whole ride back to home was like this with her being stubborn and me being zoned out. None of us made a noise during the ride which made her previous words to ring loudly in my mind."Ask Gomez to bring her dinner to her room."I said to one of my men who I appointed to keep an eye on her as I remembered that we didn't even wait for the dinner. And also we didn't get to bid our goodbyes to nonno which might have angered him by now which I know will be fine once I visited.I walked back to the elevator before pressing the button to go to the top floor. The elevator dinged and I walked into my office before slumping down in the chair."What do you want? You got everything you wanted right?""Why do you protect me?"Yeah. What do I want exactly? Why do I protect her? She was Pavlov’s fiancé and I wanted to marry her in order to piss him off and make him realiz
To tame the wild horse Meeting new friend
Grusha's POV: 'You will see.'His words kept me awake all night and the thought of being used by the person who makes me safe and comfortable was terrifying to even think about. When I woke up this morning my eyes felt heavy and head aching as hell. No way that a single pint of alcohol could make me like this. Perhaps the drops of tears that overflowed my eyelids by time to time last night could be the reason behind this gloominess.I flipped the blanket off of me only to realize that I was still in the dress I wore last night. I must have passed out when I dropped my body on the bed though I was intending to wash up before going to bed. Well, I was not really in the mood to do anything after I got to know that Damien married me for his benefits which also made me question what I really want from him. Though Damien said sternly that he did not marry me for Aslanov inheritance or power he didn't exactly say then why he married me. I was sure that there is a reason that I am not aware
To tame the wild horse The blood line
Grusha's POV: "So how long have you been working here?"I asked while finishing my breakfast and circling the counter with the dish in my hands. He tried to take my dish from my hands when he saw me coming towards him."No, no, I will wash it."I said insisting and he hesitantly backed away, giving me space. I watched him scribbling in his notebook while I washed my dish."Since Damien was a kid? For a long time."I said in surprise as to how long he has been with Damien. He passed me a sweet smile as a response to my surprise. He looked like he could have kids in my age but for some reasons I doubt that."Where are the others?"I asked remembering seeing a few other cooks in the kitchen when I went to the basement that day."They went home?"I read it before he could finish. So now my doubt is a little bit clear. Now I know that either he doesn't have a family or he is not with his family anymore. He must have expected me to ask him why he didn't go home but I let it slide as I wipe
To tame the wild horse Tormenting the tormentor
Author's POV: Grusha’s hands were trembling but this time it was not out of fear. But out of rage. Her lips were quivering as she took shaky breaths in between her silent cries. Her eyes were fixed on the tortured body while another pair of eyes was fixed on her. She wrapped her hands around her body as if to stop trembling but to no vail. She was gawking at Victor's body while Luca down casted his eyes meeting the burning gaze of Damien. Everyone in the room went rigid feeling the change of atmosphere in the room. Damien dropped the knife he was holding as it fell to the ground with a loud noise which reverberated throughout the room. Luca snapped his eyes to Damien as Damien’s eyes ran back to his wife who was trembling badly in front of him. Luca watched how his eyes changed when he looked at his wife though Grusha was too preoccupied to notice any of that. Grusha slowly took steps towards Victor with her shaky legs as she tried so hard to conceal her sobs. Damien watched Grusha c
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