Black Widow Captured Novels & Stories

I can even see the shadow of a man holding a glass, and drinking from it, so I didn't hesitate to approach it and took something from my hair. It is a bug. It is a small device that can crawl inside and it will capture the conversation inside the room. So I put it on the window and I was not wrong. The bug started to move and it entered a small corner. "Gotcha," Misha said from the earpiece.

"Boss, don't tell me she's—" Sophia set aside her bowl of fruit, chin tilted proudly. "What's the matter? I'm Tisha, the one you call boss." "Nice to meet you, Boss Tisha!" Ronald sputtered, questioning his own sanity. Emeraldshade was the dark web's premier marketplace. He had once pictured Emerald Crab as a middle-aged, divorced dad, only to discover she was the elusive Miss King! As for Tisha? She was Emeraldshade's infamous Black Widow, a name that sent shivers down the spine of many.

She held her breath for a moment, licking every part of her lips. Her life as a Princess—she didn't believe she would ever love a man, talk more of being under a man, or being loved back. But, after she was CAPTURED AND ENSLAVED BY THE MAFIA ALPHA, she understood that everyone has that one love that awaits them. He looked into her eyes as he broke up the kiss and then lifted her into his palms, grasping her butt from underneath. “Lena!!” he muttered, and she kissed his forehead. “I possess you and everything in you! You are mine!! Mine alone!!! Mine forever!!!”

Marco dove into the fight, and I pressed back against the desk, useless and weak and human. One of the wolves broke past them. Headed straight for me. I did not think. My hand shot out, connecting with the wolf's snout as it lunged. The moment my skin touched its fur, something inside me ignited. Black veins spider-webbed from the contact point. The wolf's eyes went wide, foam bubbling from its mouth as it collapsed, convulsing. Dead within seconds. The room went silent. Dominic stared at me, at my hand still extended, at the dead wolf at my feet. His eyes were pure amber now, his wolf fully present and assessing the threat I had just become.

“That one is under silent lockdown. Who found out?” Marco hesitated. “You’re gonna want to see this,” he said quietly, handing me the phone. I took it, swiped the screen — and what I saw made every nerve in my body clench with fury. It was CCTV footage. Shaky but clear. A woman in a black hoodie walking into the locked facility… completely undetected. She moved like she’d done it before. Moved past guards, cracked security, and vanished into the cold room where classified documents were kept.

He sighed, “I caught the darn witch that tried to take you away, she’s under interrogation, but before anything what would you like to do to her?” “Do to her, as in, hurt her?” I squinted. Hardy threw his brows up that screamed nothing but ‘Duh’ “Whoa. She didn’t hurt me that much,” “Those scratches aren’t much for you?” He sounded mad. “Yeah,” I nodded. Hardy scoffed, “I’ll handle this how I want then,” He turned to leave but stopped when the huge painting in the room caught his eyes. I didn’t know if it was my imagination or I actually caught his Adam bob while staring.

Her voice wavered as she screamed, "No, that can't be true! Please, believe me!" ‌ Yet, her cries fell upon a void, her voice silenced within the prison of her own body. The realization of her captivity bore down upon her like a heavy weight, the helplessness suffocating her spirit. ‌ The Scarlet Witch's voice, dripping with villainy, shattered the silence. "I'm here because I have unfinished business with Andrei." ‌ Sabrina's heart raced, dread twisting within her chest like a vice. What kind of business could the Scarlet Witch have with Andrei? Panic surged through her, her voice quivering as she screamed, "No! Stay away from him!"

However, she transformed into an evil omega, refusing to reveal anything. "Fuck you, Alpha!" She cursed, a wicked laugh escaping her lips, which only infuriated me more. My grip tightened around her throat, causing her to gasp for breath. I wanted to show her that I could end her life, but she still wouldn't cooperate. Then, unexpectedly, she paused, her face contorting in sudden pain, and she began gasping for air. I released my hold on her immediately, allowing her to fall to the ground. At the same moment, I felt a sharp, throbbing pain in my head, causing me to shut my eyes tightly and clutch my head in agony.

She felt a weight around her ankles and, upon closer inspection, noticed the glint of a metallic anklet. It dawned on her—the device was a power-restricting anklet, designed to prevent her from shifting into her wolf form. The woman standing over her chuckled, a cold and mocking sound that reverberated in the room. "There's no need for futile attempts, Astrid. Your little escapades won't work here. Lord Ragnar has taken measures to ensure you remain exactly where he wants you."

At this moment, the pack member I had given the task to bring sexy she-wolves returned to the room with five scantily-clad she-wolves. The useless mutt nearly drooled as he looked at the five she-wolves who already shed their clothes and were waiting for him on the bed while playing with themselves and each other. He began fidgeting in his seat and looked eagerly at the pill between my fingers. “The video recording shown at the wedding must have been obtained by Hayden and Lottie. If you can capture Lottie as a hostage, I’m sure Hayden will willingly offer everything to save her,” he said.