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Chapter 8
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2025-07-11 22:54:32
Kriya ChauhanThis is only the beginning, y'all. I will be revealing our ML's character depth with the progress of the story. Just a fair warning, the story will turn a bit dark in between so don't be surprised when that happens.
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After what felt like an eternity of suffocating tension, the meeting, or whatever that horrifying spectacle was, finally came to an end. The moment the men at the center table began to disperse, Ryker was on his feet, his eyes scanning the room for me. He walked straight toward me, his presence so commanding that people moved out of his way without a single word from him. Even the women from the central table, the ones who had been so arrogant and powerful just moments before, scrambled to create a path for him.He reached me and silently gestured for me to stand. As I did, he placed a hand on the small of my back, a seemingly gentle touch that held an undertone of control. "Remember my warning," he whispered, his voice low and dangerous.A chill ran down my spine. The way he said it, it felt less like a reminder and more like a final threat. Was this nightmare not over? If so, where were we headed? My question was answered the moment we stepped out of the first hall with the others
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You would think that in a situation like this, women in the same boat would stick together, but it was baffling. The moment I sat down, I was hit with a barrage of hostile stares. It was like I had walked into a pack of wolves, and they were all sizing me up, deciding if I was a threat.Only a couple of women even acknowledged my presence, and that was just with cold, indifferent nods. The air was thick with tension, making the whole thing incredibly awkward. I had assumed their hushed whispers were a form of bonding, a way to find solace in their shared misery. But I was wrong. Every comment, every forced compliment, every word that left their lips was laced with venom. They were all jabbing at each other with subtle insults and snide remarks. The power dynamics were obvious—some women held less status than others, and the difference was clear in the way they were treated. This wasn't a group of allies; it was a hierarchy, and they were all fighting to stay on top, no matter how mis
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To my surprise, Ryker didn't touch me further. He just kept me pinned in his arms, the tension in the car so thick it was suffocating. I squirmed uncomfortably, a mix of anxiety and a strange, electric anticipation coiling in my stomach. But he held me tight, his hand a firm presence on my waist, not moving anywhere else, not touching me further, until the car came to a slow stop.When we got out, he took one look at my dress, his eyes lingering on the deep V-neck that showed off my breasts. His gaze darkened, a storm of possessiveness brewing in their depths. Without a word, he shrugged off the impeccably tailored jacket he was wearing and held it out for me. I put it on, feeling a flash of relief as the cool fabric settled over my shoulders. Only after he had buttoned it all the way up, covering every inch of my exposed skin, did he nod in approval. Honestly, I was low-key thankful. As much as I hate him controlling me, I didn't want a bunch of prying eyes ogling me all night, eithe
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The first round was just the beginning. The night stretched on, a blur of tangled limbs and whispered desires. We went at it again and again, our bodies a landscape of pleasure and breathless urgency. The hours melted away, marked only by the shifting light outside the window and the growing mess we were creating. There were no limits, no holding back—just the raw, primal energy of two people completely consumed by each other. We didn't stop until the first rays of morning sun crept through the curtains, illuminating the aftermath of our passion.By the time the maids arrived, the room was a chaotic testament to the night we'd had. They pushed the door open and froze, their eyes widening at the sight. It was pure devastation: clothes scattered like fallen leaves, pillows askew, everything in the room and bathroom destroyed and the faint, sweet scent of our fucking still hanging in the air. For a moment, I think they truly feared the worst. Then, their gaze landed on the bed, and they
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Seething with frustration at my own lack of self-control, I finally managed to shove him away. My hand flew up and connected with his cheek before my brain even had a chance to process the action. I knew I was furious, but the slap was an instinctual reaction, a pure reflex of my rage.Instead of getting mad, that familiar, infuriating grin just widened on his face. He pulled me back in, his voice a low, dangerous rumble as he spoke directly into my mouth. “Do it again, kitten,” he whispered, “Do it again and again until I'm angry.”My mind screamed at me to stop. I'm not a violent person. I hate anything to do with it, and that's why, even though that single slap gave me more peace than smashing everything in the room, I hesitated. I thought about stopping, about not giving him the satisfaction, but my hands had a will of their own. I pulled back from the kiss one more time, and with all the force I could muster, I slapped him again. His head whipped to the side from the sheer impact
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The moment the car rolled to a stop at the mansion, a sudden jolt of clarity snapped me out of my emotional fog. The cold, hard reality hit me with the force of a tidal wave: I had been clinging to Ryker, the very source of my grief, for solace. I had been a fool, and the realization filled me with a hot, righteous anger.I pushed him away, the act a physical manifestation of my fury at myself for so easily succumbing to his false comfort. He had nothing good to offer me, and I knew it. My gaze fell upon the enormous mansion, the opulent walls of my forever cage, and my anger boiled over.I slammed the car door on his face, the sound a satisfying crack that echoed my rage. I stomped my way to the room, and the moment the door shut behind me, I let everything loose. The second he entered, I grabbed the nearest thing I could find and hurled it at him. The anger I had been holding in, the humiliation, the heartbreak—it all erupted."You motherfucker," I hissed, the word foreign and yet s
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