Todos os capítulos de My Husband sold me to the ICE KINGS: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Evaria witch school? why the hell do they want to put me on a witch school? I shook my head. "No! I am not going to a witch school!" I yelled, stepping out of my quiet shell. "I'm not a witch. What is wrong with you people?" "Sweetheart, you are not a witch and somehow, we are bound to you? How? Come on… this isn't time for denial," Dominic stated, leaning back. "You need to learn how to control whatever you activated in that basement before you kill us all," Ryker said. His voice left no room to argue. "It is not open for debate." "And if I refuse to go?" I demanded, leaning over his desk. "What are you going to do, drag me there in chains?" Silence… Ryker didn't answer with words. He just stared at me. His dark, glowing eyes made it crystal clear: dragging me in chains was something he would do without blinking. Before I could say something else, the side door swung open. Dew stepped into the study. He carried a thin leather folder in his hands. He walked straight to the d

EvariaThe air in my room felt thick and suffocating, full of the bitter smell of my own dried tears.I sat curled up at the head of the bed. My knees were pulled tight against my chest, and my spine pressed flat against the cold wooden headboard attached to the wall. My scalp still throbbed where Ryker had yanked my hair earlier.The dull, burning pain was a clear reminder of how fast violence happened in this place. Every breath I took made my ribs shake.I know. I know I… I shouldn't have torn the papers, and yes…I also regretted that action almost immediately.But I'm a person. How can I be stripped of my will just like that? I stared down at the floor, trying to process the reality of my nightmare.The quiet click of the door handle shattered the silence.I looked up just a little.I flinched, pulling my legs closer, my heart pounding against my ribs. Dominic walked in. He turned around and closed the door behind him with a soft click. His face was not twisted in anger like Ryke

EvariaThe black SUV came to a smooth stop after a few hours of driving.I sat in the middle of the back seat, clutching my bare arms tightly. I had no bag. No phone. Just some silly slides that I was given last minute.Dew turned off the engine, opened his door, and stepped out into the cool air before turning to look back at me.“We’re here,” Dew said softly. “You can come out.”I swallowed hard, dragging my legs toward the door.Outside, a massive estate towered against the sky. The house was enormous, pristine, and terrifyingly modern. Freshly painted walls glinted in the sunlight, surrounded by tall glass windows and massive pillars. It looked like a fortress.How did they pull this off?In less than how many hours that I was here, they suddenly were able to get this building?How did they set up a sale, sign papers, and buy a place like this in just a few short hours?Or was it all a lie? Maybe this house had been waiting for me all along. Maybe this entire nightmare had been pl

Dominic I kicked open the door to the mini-suite, shoving my bag inside with the tip of my boot.The room was tight. The ceilings were lower, and the space felt cramped.Maybe to anyone outside it would seem like heaven space. But it was nothing compared to Ryker's grand suite.As I walked past the bed toward the tall side window, something caught my eye.Outside the glass sat a narrow fire escape and a back service balcony. It ran straight down the outer wall—ending on the private balcony of the second floor.The floor where Evaria was. And who knows?Evaria’s bedroom window.A slow, dark grin spread across my face.I wasn't that unlucky after all. Ryker took the big room, but he had handed me the backdoor to his precious captive.I turned around and threw myself backward onto the mattress, staring up at the plain white ceiling.Ray would bring the rest of my things later.Fuck, I was tired. My back was aching, my neck was tight, and my whole body felt heavy. But even from this dist

Evaria The room that those guys had put me inside, no doubt, was beautiful, but I swear, it was just another beautiful cage. A prison, or should I say, a tomb.I sat on the edge of the mattress, my toes sinking into the thick pile of the rug, staring at the blank wall.No phone. No TV. Nothing.Imagine my life.Minutes had long since bled into hours, marked only by the quiet entry of Helen carrying silver trays of food, setting them down, and leaving without a word.I had slept, woke up, slept again, woke up, thought about my life over and over and over.Now, the silence felt like it was pressing down on my chest. Every breath I took felt like it needed extra effort.I stood up, pulling the thin white silk night robe tight around my body and knotting the belt at my waist.I walked toward the door, my heart hammering an erratic rhythm against my ribs.I knew it wasn't locked, but Helen had specifically, including Dew, said I should remain inside.My hand trembled as my fingers wrapped