Romans & histoires Kurapika Chained

He questions " Not yet, I will give my little Rieka one last chance before I shatter her paradise" ################

“But you will be the last.” Before I could react, he nodded to his men. The taller one stepped forward, his hand outstretched as if to grab me again, but Carter was faster. He pulled me close, stepping between me and the thug, his body like a shield. His movements were swift, calculated, and with a precision that left no room for hesitation.

Their eyes were glassy with lust, bodies already marked with bruises, bite marks, and dried cum from the previous day. Lila Harper knelt at the head of the table, wrists and ankles locked in padded leather cuffs attached to heavy chains that kept her spread wide and helpless. Her massive 13-inch futa cock stood painfully erect, leaking a constant stream of precum onto the table. Her pussy glistened, swollen and ready.

I screamed but instead of letting me go he throw me over his bed and with his speed movement, I felt my hands locked up in…chains! “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!” I screamed so loud! Damn it! There’s a chain in his bed! He gripped my chin and made me look in his eyes. Nothing changed in those beautiful brown eyes. He was cold and serious. If there is irritation, he’s probably hiding it from me. “You can’t escape from me…Athena,” he whispered like a curse.

The torrential downpour shows no mercy as the rain hits my skin harshly while I wail in pain from the combination of my throbbing head and the chains around my wrists and ankles. The chains keep eating into my skin, searing my flesh and I can feel myself gradually weakening. I try to call to Nila but her response is too faint. I'm already losing my connection with her. It's either that or I'm about to lose consciousness. Maybe it's both and maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Chained up like a dog and left to die in the rain under the mud, it seems like a death befitting someone like me. Someone who has been forsaken by the goddess herself.

he murmured in a low voice which only I heard. “I love you too, baby.” I smile cutely. Now looking at my happy, warm family, who would say I was a kidnapped bride of my mafia husband, who chained me with his possessive love? ✍ ****END***** ✍

The words landed hard, like a punch to the gut. Executioner. The man who took down Broken Wolves executed orders swiftly, without hesitation. He was feared by most people around him. “No.” Eiren shook his head. “No, you can’t be” "The bond tells no lies." Kael stood up, then took a second key from his belt and used it to free Eiren's wrists. The chains fell, clanging loudly against the ground. you move with me." “My quarters.” Eiren’s stomach twisted. “I can’t. The elders said”

******* ***†***Author's POV***†*** Qadaq was the one tasked with the job of taking Kieran out of the Lion's den, and he didn't release him immediately upon getting out of the bunker. Despite Kieran's agitation, Qadaq didn't remove the scorching chain that was placed on Kieran's neck. He held firm onto the insulator at the tip of the chain, leading the way. Qadaq did according to Zora's instructions, and he took Kieran far away from the lion's den territory, before letting him loose. The chain made Kieran weak, and weaker. It ate deep into his skin, making his skin cells weak and weary, but Kieran tried to put up a defiant face, chesting the pain, like it was nothing.

But with time, she also got used to having a chain around her ankle and stopped begging him to remove it. Zakariah was happy with the way, things were going on. She was turning out to be perfect, the perfect pet. He was aware of all her struggles and challenges, but she never refused or complained. She accepted everything which he was subjecting her to as if atoning for her crimes. But he was not a fool to believe her, never again in his life. He locked her ankle in the golden chain, which he had ordered specifically for his kitten and pulled her over him, making her straddle him.

If this were to continue, they would be caught in no time. “I have to do something quickly,” Chief Priest Kaka frowned as he looked back. He gazed at the only ring he had not used since the battle began. It was just like the others, but a scorpion’s sting was engraved onto his head. Gazing between the black cat and the ring, Chief Priest Kaka’s mouth curled into a creepy smile. It was a smile that caused the black cat to shiver in fear. Clearly, Chief Priest Kaka did not have good intentions for it. Whatever he was planning, there was no way it would be a good thing. Seemingly concluding that his idea would work, Chief Priest Kaka cackled loudly and said,