All Chapters of Claimed By The Wrong Brother: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

The Wolf and The Lamb

MADONNA My back slammed against the cold brick wall so hard I couldn't breathe. The alley was dark and wet and smelled like garbage. I've never been so scared, four men surrounded me, breathing down on me, the wild looks in their eyes promising to assault and slowly torture me in the worst way possible. I tried to run but there was nowhere to go. "Please," I begged. Tears pored from my forehead, stinging my eyes. "I don't have any money." The talloest one laughed. He had a scar running down his face that made him look even scarier. "We don't want your money, sweetheart." His hand shot out and grabbed my hair. I felt extreme pain in my scalp as he grabbed my hair. I screamed but it was cut off by a slap from another man. "Nice and quiet now," Scarface whispered in my ear. I fought against them as they started dragging me deeper and deeper into the alley. Here the streetlights were burnt out and it was so dark, I couldn't see. My legs scraped against the concrete as they p

Caged

MADONNA Marriage. My pulse hammered so loud I was sure Ethan could hear it, but I forced myself to nod slowly. "Yes," I said. "I'll marry you." Ethan's smile widened and he reached over to pat my hand. I stiffened under his touch, wondering what the hell I've just gotten myself into. "Good girl. You made the right choice." The SUV stopped in front of the massive stone house and a man in a black suit opened my door. Ethan took my hands and we walked into the open oaken doors of the house. I wondered how he could trust me so easily. But then I remembered what Sergei said. Its not about trust, it's about control. You have to spend three months on the streets before you make contact so that you'd look broken, like someone they can crush easily. Inside the house was massive. Everything from the crystal chandeliers, to the marble floors, to the intricate interior intimidated me. It was the first time of me stepping into a building that screamed bloody wealth. A woman in a maid'

Three Days Before The Wedding

MADONNA I woke up with a start, breathing hard. I relaxed as the surroundings started to become familiar. It was just a bad dream, I assured myself. As I swung my legs over the bed it hit me. It was two days until the wedding. Forty-eight hours before I'd be permanently chained to the wrong brother. A maid was already in my room laying out clothes. She didn't speak, she just gestured to the dress on the bed before leaving. I got dressed quickly, my mind racing through possible plans. I needed to find out where Adrian was and when he'd return. As soon as I finished dressing, Ethan knocked on the door and opened. He was dressed in an immaculate black suit. I wondered if he wanted me to go with him to his place of work. "Good morning," he said, offering his arm. "I want to show you around. Introduce you to people." Okay. So he wore this immaculate suit just so he could stroll around the mansion. I took his arm because I didn't have a choice. We walked through the estate an

The Kidnapping

MADONNA Everyone was quiet as I walked into the church. Ethan was holding my hands but it was cold and sweaty so he let it go. I have never been more scared. Ethan stood beside me looking like he'd won a prize, which I didn't understand why because I was a nobody in his world. When we climbed the altar, the priest cleared his throat. It was time. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today—" He was interrupted by a loud bang, the sound of the doors imploding, so loud that everyone jumped and turned back to look at the intruder. A man stood in the doorway, a tall, intimidating shadow who was backlit by sunlight. He radiated waves of malevolence that I felt even from here, across the church. My heart lifted as I realized who he was. Adrian Volkov. My target. The man I'd been sent here to kill. He was walking straight toward me, and my legs shook under my feet. It felt like the entire church was holding their breath as their eyes trailed his movement from the entrance of the ch

The Monster’s Protection

MADONNA The cell door slammed open and I backed up against the wall scared. The two men that walked in had creepy smiles on their faces. I scrambled to my feet, backing against the cold wall. The bigger and smelliest of them came up to me and I pressed my face to the wall because of his awful smell. He took a strand of my hair and tangled it around his fingers. "Adrian didn't say we couldn't have fun with his new toy." He breathed into my hair and I cried out in fear. He then pulled out my hair and I reached out to scratch his face. The thinner one cackled enjoying the scene in front of him. "I like her, shes feisty. Let's see if she's worth all this trouble." I calculated distances and angles like Sergei taught me. When they lunged, I struck first. My elbow connected with the first ones throat. He choked and stumbled back. I spun and drove my knee into the other's groin. He doubled over with a grunt. "The bitch can fight!" The bigger one gasped, recovering faster than I e

The Escape That Failed

MadonnaThe silence became unbearable the moment the door closed behind us. Not the peaceful kind, but the dangerous kind, heavy, thick, like something waiting to strike.Adrian stood by the window of the personal slave quarter. The new slave quarter is more comfortable and a little bigger than the previous one which looked like a cell. His back was was turned at me, loosing his cuff links as though as he challenged his brother and father over my existence.“She’s mine”The words echoed in my head, curling around my spine like a warning.“You will be staying here, guarded and you will be fed. And don’t feel special because any wrong move from you will lead to your death”.He said coldly as he turned his head to me and I flinched. “You are alive because I think you will be useful and it wont take anything for me to kill you once I see you playing any stupid trick” he added.“Yes Adrian” I swallowed “And who the fuck gave you the right to call my name, you have to refer me as your mas

Prison of Pain

MADONNAMy legs were aching as I ran down the hospital hallway, my chest was rising and falling so fast that I felt like my heart would burst out of my ribs.“Someone stop her” I heard Aaron shouting behind me but that only made my run faster.I didn’t stop or look back. I just kept running.My vision was blurry and my head was aching badly, but freedom was just there that I could almost feel it. I turned to a corner sharply and suddenly…Bang!I crashed into a stretcher. The nurse pushing the stretcher screamed as the stretcher rolled sideways and I lost my balance and fell hard to the floor, my shoulder slamming painfully against the tiles. The impact knocked the breath out of me for a second, and everything went black. A strong hand suddenly grabbed me before I could get up.“Madonna,” Aaron said.I struggled violently, kicking and scratching like a mad woman, but he pinned me down easily.“Enough” he barked. “You are done running.”“You shouldn’t have tried to run away Madonna, d

Alive Because I Say So

ADRIANI didn’t intend to go to the prison. That was the lie I told myself as I stood alone in my room, my fingers clenching around a glass I hadn’t touched. Everything was normal, yet something gnawed at me.I didn’t sleep, not because the clan was restless or because business demanded my attention. I have handled bloodier nights than this without blinking. This should have been nothing, but it wasn’t. It was her, Madonna.Her name echoed in my head in a disturbing way and I quickly poured the drink down my throat, irritation flashing through me.I assured myself she deserved whatever happened to her because she humiliated me in my own territory.My jaw tightened as I set the glass down and turned sharply toward the door.By the time I reached the underground corridor leading to the clan prison, I slowed down. The air shifted as I descended, colder and heavier with the scent of iron and damp stone.The guards stiffened the moment they saw me.“Lord Adrian” they said in unison, bowi

Breaking Restraint

ADRIANMadonna started shaking tremblingly, full of fear for the ruthless metal that was placed on her head. Her body shook like she were holding herself together.“I’m…I’m…sorry” she stammered, unable to lift her face.I threw a container on the bed and pulled the gun away. “Take a bath and apply it to your body” I said, already turning to leave. ‘I…’ Madonna said and I stopped.I looked back slowly.“I… I… Need… pad…I’m… On… My… Flow” she said, her head bowed with her voice barely audible.I gave her an indecipherable look and walked out without a word.My dick stayed hard, angry, and demanding. The image of her naked body burned into my mind, every inch of her carved into my memory like a curse. One look. Just one look and my control shattered like I needed to fuck someone until blood spilled just to get relief. I tried to suppress it, but the image of her kept replaying in my head. My cock throbbed painfully.“That girl, damn!” I ranted, shooting at no one in particular. It made

The Price of Stepping Outside

Chapter TenMADONNAI padded myself up after a cold shower, thanks to the set of panties and pads that was sent last night.I had to put on the smelly hoodie again since I had nothing to wear. I hated that I had to wear it again, but I had no choice. Everything in this place reminded me that I didn’t belong here, that I was just someone thrown into a world I didn’t understand. My body still felt sore and tired, and even standing made my legs ache, but I forced myself to move anyway. It’s still so early in the morning so breakfast isn’t coming yet. I slowly limped to the door and opened it when I peeped out.“Should I just take a walk?” I whispered.Suddenly, memories of the clan prison rushed back into my mind, and fear gripped my chest. My hands began to shake as I quickly shut the door and stepped back.“No… it’s fine,” I told myself, forcing a deep breath. “It’s early in the morning. Nothing will happen.”Gathering what little courage I had left, I opened the door again and steppe

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