All Chapters of Consumed By Darkness: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

LeahThe city looked like a restless sea of lights from the balcony where I stood. It seemed peaceful and untouchable. Like a dream I could never reach. Aiden was right. The city looked beautiful at night.There were people down there. Free people, laughing when they wanted to. Sharing meals, arguing, and living. Everything I used to know was down there, and I was up here locked away like some bird in a cage by a mad man. I hadn't seen him in days since Freya showed up.I thought I would welcome the silence. But no. The silence was maddening. The days dragged by like a slug, unlike when he was here. Time moved differently. Faster. It was easier to hope that this nightmare was almost over.I gripped the railing. Was this the only way to get my freedom? Did I even try hard enough to escape him?I bit my lip.It stung that there was no better way out, and some twisted part of me whispered that I hadn't wanted out badly enough. That I still felt something when he touched me.But it was j

AidenIt didn't make sense that Dom was just hanging around the club all week. I had every reason to believe he was involved in this. Shady bastard. If he thought being so obvious would serve as some kind of alibi, then he didn't know me at all.One of these days, I would have him tied up in my basement.But as always, Julian was the real problem. Even when I had evidence of Dom trying to betray the family, he ignored them. He was letting him go cause he thought that would keep me in check. I chose to stay a capo. I chose not to act. If I wanted, I would kill Dom, and Julian wouldn't do shit. But I was a man who abided by the rules. My men and I swept the city for days without sleep. The new gang didn't have a name. Smart move. It made them harder to track. Everyone connected to them were dragged in. Interrogated. Those who wanted it the hard way. Got it. Those who refused to speak. Died painfully. Those who talked. Died anyway.First rule of the Kingston family: Never betray fami

Leah"Don't move," he hissed. "Don't say a fucking word. Just stand still."The man reached us, his gaze crawling over me."Boss," Aiden said, his voice tight. "Didn't expect to see you here tonight."The man I figured was the Don chuckled, his gaze flicking between Aiden's possessive grip on me and my neck."This one's new," he said."Just one of the girls from the club.""Ah."But he didn't look away."What is your name, princess?" "She is no one," Aiden cut in sharply, his nails digging into my side.The Don chuckled again."If you keep acting like that Aiden," he said. "I might start thinking she is more than just a girl from the club."A vein bulged in Aiden’s neck. His jaw clenched tight.The Don offered his hand to me. "Dance with me." "She can't dance," Aiden snapped. "She—""Of course," I said sweetly, placing my hand in the Don’s."I told you to stay quiet," he hissed, low enough for only me to hear. His grip turned punishing.I turned to him, beaming."If you will excuse

LeahFreya chuckled beside me. "Why is he acting like someone might snatch you away?"Well, your psychopath of a brother did threaten to feed my bones to me.She draped a hand over my shoulders. "Come on," she said with a bright smile. "Let's have fun without controlling men."Mira trailed behind us as she led the way into the grand hall."I disliked you the first time we met," she said.No shit."But now... I think you're not so bad."She smiled at me.Before I could reply, a waiteress bumped into me, her tray tilting forward. And spilt wine down the front of my dress, soaking it.My mouth parted in shock as I looked down at the mess. Heads were already turning toward the commotion, whispering.God, I hate this."Oh no," Freya gasped dramatically.The waitress dropped to her knees, bowing low with her forehead touching the ground. "I am so sorry!""Someone," Freya snapped her fingers, and a man in a black suit appeared. "Take her out and make sure she's punished.""You don't need to d

Aiden The leash he thought he had on me snapped the second he touched her. He had used up all his chances with me.The public humiliation at the masquerade ball, I had let it go for her. Because I asked for it. But that mercy was dead now.I was stripped off my shirt. My arms spread wide, wrists chained to iron hooks bolted into stone. The head enforcer stepped behind me. He muttered, "Excuse me."The whip hissed through the air, the first lash sliding across my back. The pain followed immediately, sharp enough to jolt through my spin.I didn't scream.My jaw locked. Teeth clenched so tight, I feared it might crack.The second lash followed quickly, and so did the second with no time to prepare for the next.My nails dug into my palms.Pathetic.I was getting whipped like a dog and for a woman.How low have I fallen?Was she even worth it?I stared at the wall.She must have woken up by now.I chuckled. I bet she was happy I was gone. Probably wished I'd died.But this won't kill me