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Chapter Sixty One - BDSM
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Luxiana Sommeris“Did you enjoy everything that happened earlier?” Damien's deep voice broke the silence, his breath still uneven as he lay beside me.We were both catching our breaths, our bodies exhausted from the countless times we had given in to each other’s desires. My limbs felt weak, and sore from the intensity of our passion. He knew it, too. That was why he finally stopped—despite the evidence of his lingering arousal standing tall, aching to be touched.“I loved every second of it,” I admitted honestly, my voice soft but sure. “I never expected that being chained would make things even more exciting… more pleasurable.”From the corner of my eye, I saw him shift, turning to face me. I mirrored his movement, meeting the dazzling blue of his eyes. There was something different about them—something unreadable.“I don’t know how to comfort someone,” Damien suddenly confessed, his voice quieter this time. “All I know is how to satisfy your desires and fulfill my duty as your pro
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Luxiana SommerisI was on my way to work, my thoughts tangled in the previous day's events. It had only been twenty-four hours since Anton kissed me in front of everyone at the library, yet the memory still burned in my mind.Since then, he has sent me several messages, but I haven’t read them. I wasn’t ready to deal with whatever he had to say. Margaret, on the other hand, had already found out what happened. She had been worried about me, constantly asking if I was okay. And while I appreciated her concern, I couldn’t help but wish she had said something else—something different. Maybe something that didn’t remind me of what had happened.Still, she didn’t push for details, and for that, I was grateful.As I approached the city library, I stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath in and then slowly exhaling. My heart was hammering against my chest, the anxiety tightening its grip on me. What was I supposed to do if I saw him? What would I even say?The truth was, I wasn’t ready t
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Luxiana SommerisHis fingers tightened slightly around mine, his breathing uneven, and I could see the conflict warring in his eyes.“But listen to me,” I continued, my tone softer now. “Deep down, you already know what your heart wants.”“You just need to let yourself believe in it. If this man truly loves you for who you are—if he proves it to you—then why let a nightmare stop you from being happy?” I added.His lips parted slightly, but no words came. He just stared at me for a long moment, his emotions raw and unguarded.Then, in a voice so fragile it nearly broke my heart, he whispered, “But… what if it happens again?”I met his gaze without hesitation. “If it happens again,” I said, squeezing his hands reassuringly, “then you’ll know what to do. Because you’ve already done it once. You got away from it before—you were brave enough then, and you’ll be brave enough again.”His eyes shimmered with unshed tears. And then, in a sudden rush of emotion, he pulled me into a tight embrac
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Luxiana SommerisDamien’s fingers trailed over my thighs in slow, measured strokes, and though his touch should have been comforting, something about it felt off. There was a strange distance between us, an unspoken barrier I couldn’t ignore, no matter how much I wanted to. My body craved his familiarity, but my heart hesitated. Something wasn’t right.He inched closer, his presence imposing yet hollow, and with a firm grip, he tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his gaze. The moment our eyes locked, a lump formed in my throat. It was still him—still Damien—but at the same time, it wasn’t.His touch was different now. It lacked the warmth, the tenderness I had once known. It was rough, impatient, almost detached. It felt like he was going through the motions, not out of want, but out of obligation. As if he had no real desire to be here with me at all.“Damien, we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” I whispered, my voice soft but firm. “I just... I just want to talk. I wa
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Luxiana SommerisTears blurred my vision as I sat across from him, watching the way his fingers trembled against the rim of his coffee cup. He barely touched his drink, the warmth long faded, just like the light in his eyes. Exhaustion clung to him like a second skin, his once lively expression now dulled by sleepless nights and an ever-growing fear that refused to leave him.We’re currently having coffee outside of the office. I brought him out after I saw the visions when I touched him.He was an influencer—someone people admired, someone who brought laughter and inspiration to thousands. But admiration could be a dangerous thing. Obsession even more so.For weeks, he had been living in a nightmare, and it had all started with a single post. A harmless video. A simple dance with someone else, with a woman. He hadn’t thought much of it at the time—just another clip for his followers to enjoy. But to that fan, it had meant something else entirely.At first, it was just messages—an o
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Luxiana Sommeris“Asher, can you turn on the lights?” I asked the moment we stepped inside the apartment. The air felt heavy, the silence almost suffocating, as if the walls themselves held their breath.“Yes, I’ll turn them on,” he responded, his voice steady but laced with an unease I couldn’t quite place. He flipped the switch, and a dim glow flooded the space, revealing a living room that seemed eerily undisturbed.I wandered further in, my eyes scanning the apartment until I noticed something—the door to one of the bedrooms was ajar. A small detail, yet it sent a shiver down my spine.“Asher, can we check the bedroom?” I asked, my curiosity outweighing the fear creeping up my skin.He hesitated, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed, then nodded stiffly. “Yeah. But let me go in first.”I hadn't known Asher for very long, but in our short time together, I had come to realize something—he was the kind of man who carried quiet kindness, the kind of man who knew how to treat a wo
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AntonAt first, she couldn’t bring herself to meet my eyes. She stared down, her fingers trembling slightly against mine. But after a long, weighted pause, she finally smiled — a soft, bittersweet curve of her lips — and tightened her grip on my hands.“I have feelings for you,” she whispered, her voice barely above the breeze, “but it wasn’t allowed in the faction...so I forced myself to forget.”She gave a short, breathy laugh that sounded like she was trying to make light of something that hurt far too much.“I slept with others in their dreams,” she admitted, her eyes clouding with memories, “but no matter what I did, I couldn’t forget you. I couldn’t forget the way we opened up to each other so easily... the way we were so gentle, yet so passionate together.”I swallowed hard, feeling the familiar ache rise in my chest, and found myself confessing before I could stop myself.“I felt the same,” I said, my voice thick. “I tried...I slept with others, too, but it never worked. I eve
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Luxiana Sommeris“Where’s Anton? If you hurt him, I will end you.” I clenched my fists, which made him chuckle.He didn’t say anything, but he moved forward. I didn’t flinch—not when the shadow moved like a living creature, snarling without a mouth, nor when Morpheus hovered a little closer, like he was trying to study me, savor me, as if I were a guest of honor at some twisted performance he’d been rehearsing for centuries. My fists clenched at my sides, and though my heart thudded hard against my ribs, I refused to let him see fear. Not now. Not when I had come all this way.“What kind of show are you planning to put on this time?” I asked, my voice firm, even as the chill of his presence settled into my bones. “Another nightmare? Another illusion to trap me in?”He tilted his head, his expression between amusement and curiosity, like a child toying with a fragile toy, waiting to see how easily it would break.“Oh, this one’s going to be special,” he said softly, almost sweetly, as
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Luxiana SommerisUntil I reached a clearing—something that might once have been a beautiful place. A forest, frozen in twilight.The trees were twisted now, unmoving, but not dead. The air hung heavy with silence that pressed against my skin, sharp enough to hurt.And then I saw him. Anton stood at the center, his back to me. He was still—too still. His shoulders were stiff, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, and his head was tilted slightly, as if listening to something only he could hear.But I could feel the wrongness in the air. His energy wasn’t right. It vibrated dark and low, coiled and waiting like a snake beneath the surface.“Anton,” I said, almost tearing up, my voice piercing the silence like a blade. He didn’t move or answer.“Anton, I know you’re in there. I know what Morpheus is doing. But I also know you’re still fighting.” I called out again.A gentle but biting wind passed through the trees. When it stopped, it became extremely cold, so when Anton laughed, I
