All Chapters of Empire Of Sin: Chained To Him: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Imogen’s PovThe night couldn't hide the screams stuck in my throat, my hand shook on the cold doorknob of room 704. I had told Perry I wanted to be alone tonight, but a cold and hard feeling had pulled me here after I had seen his card.Now, through the slightly open door, I saw them. I guess they were in a hurry to had even made sure the door was locked.Perry, my husband, the man who used to look at me like Iwas everything, was on the bed, his fancy jacket laid on the floor. A woman, a stranger with long, dark hair, was laughing, her back to the door, her hand tracing Perry's hard jawline.A small sound escaped from my mouth, too soft for them to hear. I pulled back as my heart beat like a drum. I didn't storm in, I didn't scream either nor did I even cry. There was just a huge, empty space where my love for him used to be. For a moment, I just stood there, the apartment hall quiet around me, watching through the crack in the door. The woman leaned in, whispering something to

Imogen’s POV As he flung the door just adjacent the staircase, there was only one thing on my mind. My mouth had finally put me into trouble, the good kind of trouble though. He walked into the room and the red light rested on his white shirt that hugged his muscular body so tight. My eyes wandered around the room. It was quite huge and it slowly dawned on me that I was about to get in bed with another man that was not Perry but I didn’t feel the slightest bit of hesitation. Maybe… What in the world? Blond had drawn a curtain to the side and my mouth fell open. Arranged on the wall were different sizes of equipment. Not just any equipment, sex toys ranging from the regular dildos and vibrators; all of different shapes and sizes, chains, candles and nipple clamps. I swallowed as he picked up a vibrator and turned it on. The low hum of the toy filled the room and he turned around to look at me with hooded eyes. He then picked up the furry handcuffs and my mind began to imagine t

Imogen’s pov “Some meeting came up at work, it’s urgent and I have to be there. Don’t wait up for me,” My eyes watered as I read the note Perry had left me, feeling my heart squeeze with lain. Business meeting? This late? I wasn’t a fool. My hands closed around the note, crushing it as I tried to fight back the tears that threatened to spill from me, I failed however. The tears came rolling freely down my cheeks and I put my hand over my mouth. There was no business meeting that much was clear, but still like a fool I had hoped that this time would be different. I hoped that there really was a meeting and he had to go. A loud honk downstairs proved me wrong. I would know that sound anywhere, it was the new car my husband had gotten to impress his new whore. I quickly walked to the window, peering down at the car park of the vacation home we were staying at. Standing beside a stupid black Porsche was Perry in the flesh laughing with some blondie, his arms around her waist. He whis

Imogen’s PovI have never detested Perry so much in my entire life.How could he lock me up while he went around cheating on me? He must have predicted that I would try and leave tonight. Well, it was either that or he was taking precautions, either way, I had to find a way out. I needed to see Blond and get my back blown out.My eyes shifted to the window. Should I jump off? No, scratch that, could I jump off? That was the question wasn’t it? Not only was I dressed in a whooping four inch heels and the shortest dress on the planet, our room was on the 3rd floor and the ground floor looked so far below. I would defend break something it worse die.I would rather see the man of my dreams with all my body parts, whole, hale and hearty.I shook my head at the ridiculous thought and ran a hand through my hair. What the hell was I going to do? Blond would be waiting for me. This was my only chance to live care freely and of course my ‘dear’ husband had to be an hindrance to it as always.

SILAS’S POVRight above the Escape Club was my floor. It was secluded from all the ruckus down there. The music, the noise, the fights and all.It was like a fucking sanctuary, and yet it gave me so much pleasure to hear that tiny gasp slip from Imogen’s lips when I led her to my bedroom.Or my dungeon as I would rather call it. The only similarity between the room and a bedroom was the presence of a bed. King sized bed to be precise, with white sheets all ready to be married.The rest however was lined with toys… toys I liked to play with. I watched her walk towards the whips on the wall, tracing her fingers lightly over them. Her eyes were wide with awe and she glanced back at me.“I figured you were into this, but not this deep,” she whispered.My play thing couldn’t even say the word Kink, fucking innocent. I wanted to tear through that innocence desperately.Holding her brown gaze, I reached for my shirt, undoing the buttons and peeled it off. She froze, her eyes the only part of