Lahat ng Kabanata ng Lord Of Violence [Elite Lords University Series]: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

SERAPHINA The ballroom was already brimming full. The golden chandeliers hanging from ceiling cast an ethereal glow over the place and the people mingling about. The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume, wine, and something more suffocating like their need for entertainment. And I felt like I was going to be that entertainment as every gaze turned to me when we made our entrance. But the truth was, everyone was looking at the Lords, Allister, Oliver and Dante, as they made their very first public appearance, together, after two years. My eyes bounced from one person to another as I watched them talking to themselves, nodding at the men beside me as we passed. No one acknowledged me. And why would they? I wasn’t anyone important. But the Lords were. They were the young heirs who ruled and will rule this town in the future, because apparently they were humble enough to stay here and not go out in the world to show the

SERAPHINA “Just so you know, little lamb, that wasn’t my punishment,” Oliver said, his blue eyes looking darker like depth of ocean in the shadows.I stared up at him as he cupped my jaw, pressing me against the wall until my breasts brushed his hard chest. He gently caressed my cheek with his thumb. “Mine will be more public.” I felt my stomach filling with that cocktail of emotions, knowing as much harmless Oliver seemed with his golden looks, he really wasn’t. And maybe I was a fool to forget it. I slipped my hand between my legs through the slit, and felt bold by the way his blue eyes dropped and he watched my movements.I shuddered at first when my fingers grazed my folds and a gasp left me when I tugged at the chain connecting the balls inside me. "Do you need help, little lamb?" Oliver asked, a smirk on his lips.I glared at him even when I felt the low embers from minutes ago when I had fallen apart in his arms. They did something to me. Even when I hated them, they affect

SERAPHINA He was forcefully kissing me. It was disgusting. I felt disgusting. I felt my body revolting, my whole being shrivelling at the feel of his lips pressed against mine. It was like kissing a fish. The sour taste of wine and cigarettes lingered on his breath, and my stomach clenched in revulsion. I pushed at his chest, twisting my head to the side, but he gripped my jaw and meshed his mouth against mine, his teeth slicing into my lower lip. His strength beat mine, suffocating me in his grip. I thought I’d faint and I welcomed the black dots that crowded my vision…. I didn’t want to feel this. I didn’t want to feel his touch on my body, against my will. I didn’t want these images to be captured in my mind. But then suddenly, he was gone. Gone like he wasn’t just standing there forcing himself upon me.

SERAPHINA I rushed into the bedroom, the one that was supposed to be mine in this house for however long they wanted to keep me or however long I could be here before I got married against my will. I towed off my heels, my entire body shaking as the weight of what had happened and what else could’ve happened settled on me, robbing me off my breath and making my skin crawl with disgust. My vision blurred as I pushed the bathroom door open and stumbled into the shower stall. My fingers shook as I turned the knob and in an instant cold water rushed over me. I let the sob escape me then as I fell to my knees, crying for the life I was given. A breath hitched in my throat as I rubbed at my arms, my nails digging into my wrist where the red marks of that vile man’s fingers were starting to mar my skin. Above it were blue bruises from my mother’s fingers as she had pinched me for not behaving like she wanted me to.

SERAPHINA I didn’t know for how long we stayed like that, me wrapped up in his arms, almost cocooned so tightly I felt my bones squishing against each other.But I didn’t care. Somehow it felt safe and good. Only it didn’t last long… When he pulled back, grabbed my chin and I saw his intentions in his eyes as they lowered to my lips, I pushed at his chest with both my palms. He frowned, taking a step back. “I need to go back,” I murmured, not meeting his gaze. He pulled me back with his hand at the back of my neck in a possessive grip, jerking me around to face him. He glared down at me. “What the fuck?” “I—” He didn’t give me a chance to speak as he grabbed my jaw, holding me captive, and lowered his mouth to mine.I didn’t part my lips for him, didn’t welcome his kiss even when a part of me wanted it. Instead, I twisted my head aw