Marge In Chains Novels & Stories

The mafia's maid The Gregory's we're home one evening as normal when a call came to their home line, Linda got up to take the call when an unfamiliar masculine voice, came with a little sinister laughter, and then he cleared his throat before talking. "Hi, Mr. Gregory." At the same time, Gregory half rose from his chair, his face contorted with rage, and hissed, "Leave her alone!" He infused the word with so much force that even his wife look taken aback.

She wore a diamond chain necklace and bracelet on both wrists made of the same diamonds. "Harriet!" Wangari shouted and lunged herself towards Harriet for a hug, she seemed overly excited to be summoned. "I didn't think you'd ever summon me, it's so nice to see you!" Harriet nodded forward towards the demon, who suddenly disappeared with teleportation before Wangari turned his direction. The Hooded Demon pushed forward to attack but was countered effortlessly by Wangari's fist. She punched him with her eyes still on Harriet, sending the demon flopping back where he came from.

A woman burst in the door. I thought she was addressing me, but she wasn't. “I told you not to call me that," He sighs. “Fine, bitchfish.” “That doesn't even make sense,” He scoffs. “Whatever," She pops her gum, ignoring me. Pulling out a knife she starts....whittling away at the door. “Why are you doing that?” She shrugs. “Mindless vandalism.” He sighs, getting out of bed. “This is my sister Natalia. She's a raging lunatic, not unlike yourself. She's adopted.”

How did he even break the chain? What was going on there? Damien and Andrew hurried to untie my man who was tied up by Levi. I went close to him and asked what had happened. What went wrong and how did he get into this position? He said he wasn't sure, but he thinks so. Levi had a pocket knife with him, which he had used to cut out the rope he was tied with. After untying himself, he attacked him from behind, and before he could do anything, Levi knocked him out and tied him to the chair, and he escaped.

They made me do this. "Do you like someone?" Mrs. Wang asked me. I shook my head in answer. It’s true. I don’t like someone but I am interested in someone and I think I will use that to cause a scene just to escape this damn unpleasant dinner.

No one came to help her, and they just pointed and whispered about her. "That's the family that schemed to switch her child and make her take the blame!" "Oh my, how can people be so heartless? Don't they have a conscience?" "Exactly! Thank goodness those scums were arrested by the federal agents. If you ask me, they should be executed!" When Irene heard the word 'executed', her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

And now here he stands, with that ever-present smirk suggesting butter wouldn't melt in his mouth. I stare at Preston, my heart pounding in my chest. The urge to scream at him, to unleash all the pent-up rage and disgust, is nearly overwhelming. But I can't. Not yet. I have to be smart about this and bide my time until Colt can come for me. I take a deep breath, schooling my features into a mask of controlled anger. "Preston, what the hell is going on? Why am I chained up like some animal?" He has the audacity to look surprised as if he can't fathom why I'd be upset. "Margo, darling, it's for your own protection. You're not thinking clearly right now."

“Back up. Tell me how it started with Chain. You stayed out of loyalty, even when things turned bad?” “Yeah.” She took a shaky breath. “We were out in the fields, prepping crops for winter storage. Chain strolled in holding this heavy silver chain, links thick and twisted. One of the guys, Gus, was messing around, lightening the mood with some laughs. Chain went straight to him, said no one wasted time joking on his watch.” The scene played vivid in her mind; she rubbed her arms instinctively. “He swung that chain like a lash. I waited for his wolf to surge up and stop him but nothing. He’d figured it out.”

Back at the mansion, once we stepped into the large kitchen, Aria said, “I’m so hungry.” Martha, the house cook, chuckled and asked, “What would you like to have, Aria?” Aria thought about it for a moment and then said enthusiastically, “Some chocolate cake, please.” A few minutes later, I watched her heartily consuming her chocolate cake, Sammy and Alfie by her side. Across the countertop, Martha leaned toward me and said lowly, “Miss Donovan, did you know? Miss Wilson has been fired.” The subject interested me, and I turned my eyes to Martha. “Really?”

There was a whole wooden block surrounding me with zero peeping spaces. “... Yeah, my stomach hurts so bad.” She continued. Oh! So that was the foul smell. Rebecca’s upset stomach from tacos. “No, I will be okay.” Then it sounded like she had ended the phone call. The foul smell came creeping back in, and that time, I was so close to barfing behind the shelf. Suddenly, I heard chairs being pushed and then footsteps. “Maid!” she yelled as she left the office.