Prologue

AURELIA'S POVI watched closely, my throat tightening as Maria; the maid, placed the meal in front of my father—the same meal I’d laced with a potion earlier.Sitting across him, I tried to keep my expression blank, but Maria’s fleeting gaze focused on me. I quickly averted my gaze, my heart hammering in my chest.She’d caught me slipping the contents into Father’s food, yet her face had remained impassive. She didn’t say a word, didn’t cast a judging look, and just acted like nothing happened. After all, that was the maid’s unspoken creed; You see everything and say nothing— if you want to stay alive.After she left, it was just me and father. He looked at me and my untouched meal. His forehead wrinkled in displeasure.“Why aren't you eating, Aurelia?” his voice, cold and devoid of emotion sliced through the air. The fork in my hand clattered against the plate, while his gaze bore into my skin, unsettling me.“I’m not hungry,” I muttered, keeping my eyes downcast.“Nonsense! Starving

Last Updated : 2025-02-19

Phobia for Men in Suit

AURELIA “This damn thong keeps getting up in my ass.” Darla hissed. “You’re the one who insists on wearing them,” I said, adjusting the leather harness on my thighs. “I’ve gotta look hot,” Darla said, fluffing her hair, “Maybe my prince charming will find me and get me out of this hell.” “If your prince wants you in a thong, then maybe he's not so charming after all.” I glanced at my reflection in the mirror and a wave of disgust churned in my gut— not at myself, but at the way I looked. My hair was pulled into a messy ponytail, my clothes exposing too much skin—just the way the men liked it. Darla moved behind me and wore a choker around my neck, the bell in the center dangling. I hated that stupid bell— made me feel like a pet. Each step I took with it was a constant reminder of just how much of an object I was to them. But unfortunately, this was my job. It was either serving a tray of overpriced tequila while shaking my ass at a casino club or shoveling pig dung girl. God

Last Updated : 2025-02-19

There will be Consequences

AURELIAI walked slowly, taking steady breaths as I neared the room. Other bottle girls’ glanced at me, eyes widening as they whispered behind meI didn’t need to hear them— I could already tell what they were saying. This was a reckless move but I couldn’t stop now. I needed to know what was happening in there because, for some reason, I felt it had something to do with me. “Christ! Raven! What the fuck are you doing?” Darla’s voice made me jump out of my skin. I pressed a finger to my lips. “Shush.”She crossed her arms while looking at me like I was crazy. “Don’t tell me you’re trying to go in there.”“Fine. I won’t.” Now, if you’ll excuse me?”I stepped forward, but I was yanked back so hard that I nearly crashed into her.“I’m not letting you go in there,” she whispered while looking around us. “Are you trying to get fired?”“I just need a glimpse.”“What if there’s some cannibalism shit going on in there?”That irked me, but I shrugged it off. It couldn’t be that bad…whatever

Last Updated : 2025-03-03

You're a Monster

I was dreaming. I could tell because everything felt vague and factual at the same time. I was running amid a thick darkness, an unseen force pressing down on my limbs, its weight pushing me further to the ground. Fear wrapped around me like a second skin, penetrating deep into my bones. Every breath I took was a struggle, and the heat from the monster chasing after me licked my skin like flames.I looked behind me and saw the monster, but it wasn’t a beast with horns and bloodied fangs. It was a man, and that man was my father.I jolted awake, gasping for breath as I tried to get my anxiety under control. My vision adjusted as I looked around me. I was lying on a queen-sized bed, and the room didn't look familiar.“Where am I?” I groaned as I rubbed my temple, feeling a slight headache.Suddenly, images flooded my mind, like pieces of a puzzle.The secret room, the auction, the gun to Darla’s head… and the last image that did hit the nail on the head was the devil; Vincenzo.My inst

Last Updated : 2025-03-03

Hands on the Trigger

AURELIA’S POVThe eyelids fluttered open and my vision adjusted to my dark surroundings. I almost forgot where I was until I tried to move and the chains tugged at my wrists.“Great, it wasn't a nightmare,” I bit out and swore under my breath, frustrated tears welling in my eyes.How can I get out of this?Suddenly, the door creaked open and the silhouette of a man stepped into the room. My pulse quickened as I tried to retreat towards the headboard, but a sharp jolt of pain shot through my arms as they twisted in an awkward position.He took a step closer and stretched out his hand. I flinched instinctively, scooting back.“Hey… it’s okay. I’m not here to hurt you.” The voice wasn’t Vincenzo’s. My breath hitched. A wave of relief threatened to wash over me, but fear clung deeper. What if this man was worse than Vincenzo?Yet, there was something about his tone that seemed kind. My heart slammed against my chest.“Who are you?” I croaked, my voice hoarse from lack of water and food

Last Updated : 2025-03-05

I’ll be Rid of You

AURELIA'S POV My throat tightened, and my breathing shallowed as I pointed the gun at Vincenzo. My fingers trembled against the trigger, slick with sweat, but I never lowered my aim. His eyes narrowed, burning into mine, sharp and calculating like a predator sizing up its prey. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, and my pulse quickened. Panic crawled up my spine, and I stumbled back, my knuckles turning white as my grip tightened. "Take another step forward and I swear to God, I'll pull the trigger!" my voice cracked, betraying me. But he didn't stop. I held the weapon, yet my body trembled like I was the one staring down the barrel. That was the kind of feeling he commanded— suffocating fear and oppression. He took another step forward, and I mirrored him with a step back. Anger and frustration burned through me.  "You think I'm bluffing?!" I bit out "If you shot me already, I wouldn't think so," he replied, his tone mocking. He didn't even know me— yet, he dared to look d

Last Updated : 2025-06-13