All Chapters of Their Slave: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Hunter’s P.O.V.I always knew it. Deep down in my gut, I always knew my Amber could never hurt anyone intentionally. She is too gentle, too warm, too full of light to inflict such cruel, deliberate pain on anyone, let alone the boy she once gave her heart to.Finally, the truth has come out, but it crushes my soul. She went through so much agonising trauma in her past, losing her sister, losing an entire year of her life, losing Nathan, and being kept completely in the dark about all of it. She was living in a reality built on protective lies while being punished for a crime her mind physically couldn't register.Out of the corner of my eye, I see Nathan spin around and bolt toward the exit like a dying man running from his own reflection.Fuck.I rush down the corridor right after him. I know my brother. I know the dark, poisonous place his head is in right now. The guilt of hating, degrading, and torturing an innocent girl who was already broken by fate will make him do something t

Nathan’s P.O.V.After knowing the truth yesterday, my first instinct was to destroy myself. I wanted to tear my own flesh, rip out my heart, and end this miserable, useless life.But Hunter’s words echoed in my head repeatedly. ‘If you hurt yourself, you will hurt her even more.’That single thought paralysed me. It froze the blades in my hands. I’ve sworn an oath. To God, to the universe, and to my own bloody soul, that I will never, ever bring a single drop of pain to this woman again. In fact, I will never hurt another woman as long as I’m alive. Yet, the guilt is relentlessly killing me from the inside out.Why didn't I ever stop to think? Why didn't I look deeper into what happened years ago? If I truly loved her as much as I claimed, why didn't I check on her? Why did I blindly assume she threw my heart in the dirt?And when fate finally brought her back into my life... I became her nightmare. I degraded her. I humiliated her, bound her, and made her my slave.I can never forg

Amber’s P.O.V.The moment we step inside the mansion, Ruby comes running towards me, her eyes wide with overwhelming relief. “Amber!”Before I can even take another step, she throws her arms around me, hugging me tightly. "Thank God you're back! Thank God you're absolutely fine! I was so scared.”I smile, wrapping my arms around her. "Ruby, I'm okay, really.” I pull back and entwine my fingers with Hunter’s hand, and glance up at him with a warm smile. "And... I'm going to stay here permanently now. I told my mother everything about us, and she has no problem with it."Ruby’s face lights up with genuine joy, and she throws her arms around me again. "Wow... I’m so, so happy for you!"While Hunter was trapped in his guilt trip over the past few weeks, Ruby was the one I used to confide in. More than anyone else, I had poured my heart out to her about my terror that my mother would never accept Hunter and me, and that I’d be forced to leave this place and him forever."And you know, Ruby

Amber’s P.O.V.I was feeling so low and empty just moments ago, drowning in a dark void of missing memories, but as he said those stern words, magic happened. A sudden, burning heat pooled right between my thighs.“If you don't want me to make your pussy red with a hard spanking, then do what I said.”I was completely paralysed by the missing pieces of my life. I didn’t think anything could save me from that dark spiral, but Hunter found a way to drag me right back up to the surface. He knows me better than I know myself. He knows exactly how to quiet the noise in my head. I love this man beyond anything in this world. He really is the best thing that ever happened to me.He slowly pulls away after kissing my lips, taking me to another world. A world where there is no pain, no buried past, no emptiness. Only his consuming pleasure and his love.He turns toward the nightstand drawer and slides it open to pull out a soft piece of cloth. "Turn around, and kneel with your back to me." I

Amber’s P.O.V. In the evening, I finally give up and set my tab aside on the nightstand. Another blank page. Another failed attempt at writing.Sighing, I reach for my phone to check Nathan’s social media accounts. Even though he completely vanished a month ago, no public appearances, no concerts, no Instagram posts, and no new music, Hunter and I still check his pages every single day. We just need some proof, any small sign, to reassure ourselves that he’s still breathing and safe out there in the world.I open Instagram first. Nothing.Then, out of habit, I open YouTube. The moment the page refreshes, my heart stops. I can’t believe my eyes.Right at the top of his channel, posted just an hour ago, is a brand new four minute music video. The thumbnail shows Nathan sitting on the sofa with a guitar resting against his lap. The caption is, ‘I’m sorry, Angel.’Tears of joy instantly pool in my eyes. My hands shake as I call Hunter. I know Hunter tries to act strong and reassure me ev