Cain Dear Door Novels & Stories

But beneath that—hidden in the walls, only accessible by Cain’s biometrics—was a door. Behind it? A room with no windows. No light unless turned on. No echoes. Just bondage rigs, padded floors, steel walls, and a single mirror bolted to the ceiling above the black leather bed. Cain had only ever used it once. Long ago. With Saxon. The first time they’d needed to forget the world. — 07:15 A.M. “Get on your knees,” Cain said. Saxon blinked at him. They stood in the entrance of the room—bare concrete, flickering lights, a faint chill that clung to the skin.

He asked, "Remember this? At Harrowell Library, you were reading by the window. The sun was shining on you, and I thought there wouldn't be anyone in the world as beautiful as you." I snapped the box shut. "The past is the past." "I can't let it go. I just can't," he said, all serious. Rain poured down in Hudson City that night. I figured he would leave, but then security called me way past midnight. "Ms. Douglas, Mr. Carter's still downstairs." I peeked out the window, and there he was—standing in the rain, stubborn as ever. "Let him in." I sighed. He was soaked through when he stood at my door, looking like a total mess.

Cain says, pushing open his door and waiting for him to go in and explore. I open the final door and the room makes me gasp aloud, it's beyond stunning. Dark wooden furniture, thick, lush carpet, and a bed that makes me want to crawl inside and sleep for a week. Not even sleep, it looks so comfortable, I'd be happy to just lie there and read or watch TV. "I wanted to take you home with me." Cain's voice follows the closing of my bedroom door. "I thought you'd be safer there, but I need to talk to my father and find out what the fuck he's playing at."

Cain said. Daniel's eyes went wide. "He was here for you," he said. Jai rolled his eyes. "Thanks for clarifying that, Captain Obvious," he said. "How did he get in here if you're the one who broke down the door?" Daniel asked, ignoring Jai. "That's the only way in and out of here." Cain pointed to an open trapdoor in the floorboards in the corner of the room. "He tried to run back to it when I got ahold of him," he said.

It disappeared and the gates open. “She, does he means Ana or the girl in black?” Van thought. Van and Cara are the first to enter the gates. Kirsten and the rest hesitated, yet no one wants to be left out here with the metal face so they follow with their eyes closed. Van and the rest then emerge into a vast chamber or a void perhaps for there is no floors, walls or ceilings here. There are only doors here, lots and lots of doors floating around like hooded ghosts. Van approaches the nearest one. The door must be more than eight feet tall for it towers above Van’s head. Carved around the decorated knocker is an inscription:

I even wanted to stay away from him, isn't he paying attention to me and now if he touches you, you'll think we're conjoined twins, purchase. We reached the room it was talking about and my jaw almost dropped. The door was made of black wood with carvings of vine-like flowers. Cayden opened it and I immediately saw a very wide space and everything was a gold-like theme. My eyes wandered and I was almost afraid to step into the room because it was so clean and I felt that mortals were not allowed there!

Surprisingly I do not meet any other wolves on the way up the stairs. ‘The downstairs is clear, Alpha,’ one of my guys says through the link. ‘Clear the rest of the levels,’ I command through the link, stopping outside of a door that smells heavily of Cain. Without hesitation I kick the door open, only to find Cain face down on the mattress. I walk over to him and lift his head from the bed and his face is streaked with tears. He does not look surprised or shocked to see me. “It took you long enough,” he says coolly but I can hear the fear in his voice.

"I will see you outside then." I slowly pull my ever so throbbing head out. I go to zip my pants up but not before I give her one last good look of what that she is going to miss out on. After adjusting myself a few times, I turn to make my leave. As I reach the door, she calls after me." "Oh, and Mr. Caine." "Yes, princess?" "Six and a half." "Hahaha." …Cassandra POV… That was an absolute first for me. Mr. Caine Snr walking in on me about to do the dirty with his son. Well, maybe he should knock the next time; after all, that is the purpose of a door.

Claire got back on her phone. They got to the company through the secret door, and the car was parked beside a strange car already parked there. Finn came out of the car first and held the door for Claire. As soon as Claire stepped out, the door of the strange car opened, and Cain stepped out in a see-through net inner top and a pair of silver trousers. He had a big puffy muffler across his shoulder and he raised his hands arrogantly. Claire chuckled when she saw him, "I can see you only lost your memory, not your sense of fashion."

Mister just smiled and said, "in due time, Kitten." Back at the nightclub, Caine was brooding alone in his office when suddenly there was a knock at the door, but Caine was in no mood. "What do you want?" He shouted at the person on the other side. "It's Josh, Caine, let me in," the voice from the other side of the door said. Caine quickly used the remote and he opened the door.