Lahat ng Kabanata ng Silent Killer: A Dark Female Spy Romance: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

But Viktor didn’t give me time to dwell.That was his way—always moving, always pushing.I barely had time to shower and scrub the blood from my skin before he summoned me again.I stood in his penthouse now, a place as cold and imposing as the man who owned it.Floor-to-ceiling windows revealed the city sprawling below, its lights shimmering like distant stars.The opulence of the space was overwhelming, but it felt more like a cage than a sanctuary.Everything in here—from the sleek black furniture to the abstract art on the walls—screamed of control, of perfection.Of him.Viktor was waiting for me, standing by the window with a glass of whiskey in his hand.He didn’t turn when I entered, didn’t acknowledge me right away.It was a power move, one I was all too familiar with.He liked to make me wait, to let the silence stretch until it became unbearable.Finally, he spoke.“You completed the mission.”It wasn’t a question.It was a statement, cold and detached.I nodded, even thoug

15VIKTORSabrina’s breaths were shallow, her chest rising and falling as though she were teetering on the edge of something she couldn’t comprehend.Her defiance lingered, faint but stubborn, clinging to the edges of her shattered pride.But I wasn’t finished.I leaned in close, cupping her chin roughly, forcing her to meet my eyes.“You think this is the end?” I murmured, my tone laced with dangerous amusement. “No, my little fighter. This is where it begins. You’ll break for me completely before the night is over.”Her lips parted as if to argue, but I silenced her with a finger pressed against her trembling mouth.“No excuses. No protests. Your body already knows what your mind is too afraid to admit.”I let go of her chin and walked around her slowly, like a predator circling its prey.Her hands fell to her sides, trembling, and I smirked at the sight of her internal war—wanting to run but unable to.“Keep going,” I ordered, my voice a dark promise. “Don’t stop until I tell you t

She didn’t answer, and I grabbed her hair, yanking her head back so she had no choice but to look at me.“Say it,” I growled, my grip tightening.Her lips trembled, and for a moment, I thought she might defy me.But then, with a broken sob, she whispered the words I craved.“I’m yours.”“Louder,” I commanded, releasing her hair but keeping my eyes locked on hers.“I’m yours,” she said again, her voice cracking but stronger this time.“Good girl,” I murmured, a dark satisfaction curling in my chest.I reached for her cuffs, unlocking them but keeping my grip firm on her wrists.She slumped forward, her body trembling, and I knew she thought this was over.But it wasn’t.“On your knees,” I ordered, pulling her back upright and guiding her down.She hesitated, her eyes widening slightly, but the weight of my stare crushed any resistance.Slowly, she sank to the floor, her body pliant and submissive.“You think this is the end of your limits?” I asked, crouching in front of her, my hand t

I stayed because deep down, I knew there was no escape.I was already his.19SABRINAThe silence between us felt thick, suffocating.I stood in the cold, sterile room, the sharp scent of metal and chemicals lingering in the air.Viktor was sitting across from me, his eyes never leaving my face.It was like he was studying me—waiting for something, waiting for me to crack, to break.I could feel the weight of his gaze, heavy and relentless.He never looked away.Never gave me the luxury of pretending I wasn’t his.“What do you want me to do?” I asked, the words tasting bitter on my tongue.I hated asking, hated needing his confirmation, but I did.I always did.His lips twisted into something that could’ve been mistaken for a smile, but it wasn’t.It never was with Viktor.“You know exactly what I want, Sabrina,” he replied, his voice calm, smooth.Almost too smooth.“You’re not a child. You’re a tool. A weapon. You do what I say, when I say it. No questions. No hesitation.”I swallow

The world around me seemed to slow.Each shot felt like an eternity.Each face I saw, each person I ended, burned itself into my mind.But I kept going, obeying, because I had no other choice.I finished.And then Viktor’s hand was on my back, pushing me forward once more.“Good girl,” he murmured, but there was no warmth in his voice. Only satisfaction. “Now you’re mine.”I wanted to scream.To break free.But all I could do was stare at the blood-soaked ground, my heart thudding in my chest, knowing that I had lost another part of myself to him.Viktor’s grip tightened.He knew what I was feeling.He always knew.23VIKTORI watched her, as I always did.The way she hesitated told me everything I needed to know.Sabrina was weak, but that was a detail I had already accounted for.Her humanity was a burden.One I would strip away until nothing remained but my weapon.She was too slow, too soft.She thought she had a choice in the matter.I didn’t need to raise my voice to remind her