บททั้งหมดของ Tainted Desires; Demons. Darkness. Damnation : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Castelle lay slumped against Kane’s chest, her breath soft and shallow, skin flushed and sensitive. Every nerve in her body buzzed—wrecked, satisfied, and trembling. Her wrists were still loosely bound, her body limp from the relentless ride he had guided her through.‎‎Kane pressed a lingering kiss to her shoulder before carefully loosening the silk binding. His touch was gentle, reverent—worlds away from the commanding force he had been just minutes ago. He massaged her wrists slowly, pressing soft kisses to the marks his grip had left behind.‎‎“You okay, kitten?” he asked quietly, voice deep with concern.‎‎She gave a weak nod, her eyes fluttering shut. “Mmm. You ruined me,” she whispered with a faint smile, her voice raspy from all her pleading moans.‎‎Kane chuckled, wrapping the duvet around her as he stood and carried her bridal-style into the ensuite bathroom. The warm water was already running as he lowered her gently into the tub, sliding in behind her so her back reste

‎Matteo leaned casually against the long table, a half-smirk on his lips, while Lucien tossed a blade in the air, catching it without looking.‎‎“You know, Kane,” Lucien started, “I thought I’d seen everything. But your sweet little kitten moaning in your arms, in front of your mother and that soul-sucking Alyssa? That... was a showstopper.”‎‎Matteo chuckled darkly. “I swear, she latched onto your shirt and started murmuring things like ‘take me now’ and ‘I want you Kane’ like the rest of us weren’t even there.”‎‎Lucien nodded with a low whistle. “The horror on Delilah’s face. I think Alyssa nearly choked on her fake composure. And Kareen—Kareen looked like she’d won the damn lottery and your dad was just embarrassed.”‎‎Kane sat back, a rare smile curving his lips. “She’s grown,” he said softly, pride glinting in his eyes. “I told you I’d build her... piece by piece. Fuck her into who she was meant to be. She’s almost there.” He looked away briefly, hiding a glint of heat in hi

‎The mansion was unnaturally quiet.‎‎The events of the previous day—the brutal raid, Kane’s stabbing, the blood, the tenderness, the confessions and claims—had exhausted everyone.‎‎No morning briefings. No sparring. Just silence and the occasional soft creak of floors under slow, sleepy footsteps.‎‎Even Kane, ever the early riser, had succumbed to rest, buried in Castelle’s arms. Her fingers absentmindedly traced the bandage under his ribs, eyes closed, a gentle comfort wrapped around her protector.‎‎Matteo hadn’t stirred from Mason’s side, his palm flat against the curve of Mason’s back like an anchor. ‎Lucien and Lyra were tangled in satin sheets, breathing in sync, her head resting over his heart, and his arm locked around her waist.‎‎It was peaceful— Surreal. Abnormal. Temporary.‎‎---‎Kareen sat alone at the long oak table, fingers wrapped around a mug of steaming tea, eyes unfocused. The maids had brought up trays of breakfast to the rooms — eggs, fruit, warm bread,

‎‎‎The hallway was quiet as Kane walked, his steps echoing softly. His hand rested against the wall every few feet, still recovering from the stab wound. He paused in front of Leo’s door and knocked once.‎‎No response.‎‎He opened it slowly.‎‎The room was dim, the curtains drawn. Leo sat on the edge of the bed, his hands clasped between his knees, head bowed.‎‎“I told the guard to get you,” Kane said gently.‎Leo didn’t look up. “I couldn’t.” “I am the reason you are wounded, I'm worthless.”‎‎Silence stretched between them.‎Kane stepped inside, shutting the door softly behind him.‎‎Kane runs his fingers through Leo's hair, offering comfort and telling him without words that he wasn't worthless and is here for him.‎‎“You must have heard all the commotion downstairs,” he said after a long pause. “You saw her again—Alyssa.” “I saw you peeking in the corridors, just acted like I didn't.”‎‎Leo’s jaw clenched.‎‎“I couldn’t protect you then,” Kane murmured, voice gravel.

‎Kane sat in the moving van on his way to the syndicate meeting. He had gotten wind of the fact that a meeting was happening behind his back—without him, the leader of the entire Beltforte, the king of the largest syndicate in the world. It seemed he had been too lenient since he found his Queen. He was going just to remind them of what the devil really looked like—him!‎‎He pulled out his phone, opened the app linked to the vibrator buried in Castelle's core, and inserted the ear listening device connected to the room so he could hear her gagged screams, moans, and whimpers. He controlled the vibrations from his phone, taking it to the highest, then the lowest, torturing her endlessly. The sounds she produced were music to his ears.‎‎Matteo and Lucien noticed his intense focus on his phone and exchanged curious glances until Matteo peeked and saw the vibrator app. He looked at Kane and said, "Don't tell me you're torturing your Queen with endless orgasms while you're on a mission?