When my memories came back, I feel nothing but anger towards Petrakis. In all those years where I was living in his lies as his daughter, I did nothing but to do all the things he wanted me to do.Now that I am walking towards the basement, I could feel my heart pounding rapidly. It is not because I am scared. It is because of anger and hatred for that evil man.The image of him shooting my daughter plays in my head over and over again like a broken record. He killed my baby mercilessly... And I will never forgive him for that."You can leave now," I told Greval's men."Are you sure, Ma'am? Don told us to not leave you here alone..."I shook my head. "I can do this. I have a gun," I said with conviction.They sighed and without any choice, they left. I entered the basement with my heart filled with nothing but rage.He was on the chair, just like the last time I have seen him. Still covered by his own blood. I could feel my body shaking in wrath as I stared at the man who ruined my li
I groaned as I spilled all my juices inside her. She moaned loudly. I stood up, catching my breath and went straight to the bathroom. "What's the matter, honey?" The soft voice came from behind as I let the cold water ran down my skin.A pair of soft hands wrapped around me. Zamara caressed my naked chest with her soft fingers. I ignored her. My palms were on the cold wall. "I think I'm pregnant, Greval..."Those words were enough to send my body on fire. Dangerous fire.With a gritted teeth, I removed her arms around me, shooting her a murderous glare as I turned around to face her. "What the fuck did you say?" I hissed at her, controlling the beast inside me to unleash. Horror filled her eyes quickly. "I-I think I am pregnant..."I laughed dryly as I pushed her away. I grabbed the towel and left the bathroom. "Leave, Zamara. I don't have time for your bullshit. Thanks for the fuck, anyway.""Are you being for real now? That's all what you gotta say? I said I'm pregnant! With yo
"Amber! Amber!" "Damn! Fucking hot!""Spread those legs for me, baby!"Men chanted her name like a prayer as she walked on stage wearing her mask.I watched as she moved her hips sensually in the rhythm of the music. She looked so lost as she danced, as though she loved every second of it.I don't know why, but something inside me pulls me towards her. Lust.I knew I was lusting over this woman. Probably even more than that.I have never felt this way before since my wife was gone.I went here, thinking that what Hyacinth told me about my wife would help me calm my mind. But I saw this woman, instead. I wasn't planning to find someone to fuck tonight, but fate has its own way.I knew I have to fuck this woman. I have to taste her, or else, I would die.I need to have this little tease.I was waiting patiently for her in the VIP room. Waiting was never in my vocabulary, but for that woman, I don't know why I am doing this.Every second feels like forever. And when I finally heard som
Someone kicked my hip, making me groaned in pain. My eyes stung. Why don't they just kill me now?! I can't even breathe properly.But all of a sudden, they went silent. And I heard footsteps coming in our direction. I am not sure who came but I am certain that the person is higher than these men because of their silence.I remained on my knees, hands on my back and head down. I could feel my body shaking. I want to sleep. I want to rest. I can't take this anymore.Suddenly, I felt someone's presence infront of me. I felt the air moved around me as though the person sat, facing me. My breathing stopped when I felt a rough palm cupped my jaw, as if scrutinizing every part of my face.The person smelled amazing, like a spicy, misty forest."Bring her to my room." The voice was rough with a hint of anger. He aggressively let go of my face. "Boss?" One of them asked in a confused tone."Bring her to my room. Leave her as soon as you tied her in my bed. Do not touch her." That voice was t
I fell asleep with all the things going on inside my head. There was no bed or anything in this stinky room so I slept on the floor.It was not dark at all when I woke up. And I was completely shocked when the first thing I have noticed was my free hands. They had removed the handcuffs! Even my feet were free! I almost jump in happiness.Because I was free to move, the first thing I did was to clean my body. I could already smell the mixture of blood and sweat. I could not stay in this smell any longer.There was a small bathroom in here. I was shocked to see a toothbrush, toothpaste, soap and shampoo in the small cabinet. I used all of them without hesitation.Did Greval smell me? Did he find me stinky that is why he let me take a shower? Fuck him, then!There was also a towel which I also used. I feel so fresh after.I stared at my face in the mirror. As much as I hated to admit this, Nieva has the most fucking beautiful face I have ever seen. Her face was innocent as though she wou
I sat there for what looked like hours, staring at the wall as my body shook uncontrollably. I did not touch the food. I can't eat. I was extremely starving but whenever the image of the rat and the distance of the bullet from my brain flashed in my mind, my system violently shakes.Until the room wrapped by darkness, my stomach was still churning as my eyes closed. I laid down on the floor, bringing my knees up to my chest. No pillow or anything. I do not know how long would I stay in this small room. I am sure that Dad already knew that I was held captive in here. And I am not certain if he is even planning to save me.Nobody will help him to save me. We do not have money to hire people. I woke up when I heard a glass shattering on the floor. The light coming from the small bulb was limited. I was still processing my surrounding when I noticed the man who was sitting in the corner. Even though his face is not clear from here, I knew that it was him.He threw the bottle on the flo
I don't know what happened but the next day, I just woke up in this dirty room. It seems that they brought me back here.I fell asleep in Greval's arms while he was so drunk. I still remember how he sounded as he cried painfully last night. It sounded so... hurt and miserable. Like he was so broken beyond repair as he kept on calling Nieva's name. And I admit that something tugged in my heart whenever I think about it.I sighed heavily as my mind reminisced about what happened last night. Is that really happened? Did I really feel so... miserable because of his cry? No. I should not. Why would I? It was just probably because of the cold night. I do not care about him. A man like Greval should never pity. He is the the god of death and blood, if there is any. He is the personification of death.My eyes went to the door when it opened. One of his men entered with a tray of his hand. Like usual, he did not say anything to me as he silently put the tray on the table. I just watched him as
He was very mad. I am sure. His hands were shaking as he stood up and faced me with so much wrath written in his face. I know that I hit the most sensitive part in him again. And that is his wife. Nieva. That name is my most powerful weapon I have against Greval.I gasped when he squeezed my throat. His eyes were bloodshot. I was scared for a second thinking that he could kill me easily because of his anger. He was literally trembling.The air in my lungs was already not enough and my neck was burning in pain as he squeezed it so tightly with all his strength."P-Please," I choked in my own voice but he remained deaf."That would be the last time I would fucking hear you saying that name," he growled before he pushed me on the cold floor with so much strength.I was coughing so hard as I tried to catch my breath. I feel like my neck was too sensitive and my throat was numb. I could not even feel myself. I was literally dying few seconds ago.The doors slammed and I was left alone agai