Marge In Chains Novels & Stories

Lillian's POV It was late when we arrived home. Finding a sponsor for the charity auction isn't easy but thankfully Victoria is good at talking so she successfully convinced those elites to sponsor the event. I headed towards the kitchen to get some water and there I saw Martha preparing our dinner. She is busy mixing the sauce in the pan. I dipped my hands in the sauce so she slapped my hands. "Did you even wash your hands?" she asked but I just laugh at her and stepped out of the kitchen and walked towards my room.

No lights. But something in the air felt wrong. Too quiet. “Stay behind me,” Valerio murmured, pulling his gun. Sera followed close, weapon drawn. They moved room to room, the old corridors echoing with their footsteps. Then a sound—soft, dragging, like breath. They turned a corner and stopped cold. A girl. No older than fifteen, chained to a bed in a dark room. Sera rushed forward, heart in her throat. “It’s okay, you’re safe now.”

What if the foolish woman has a mate like Fenris he'll probably try to get revenge and as a business woman making move and checking for consequences is a must. She stabbed Marge 3 inches away from her heart with a very sharp dagger, the dagger she'd been hiding in her dress.. Fenrise has no idea she has guns and daggers in a secret compartment in those bags they had brought for her and no matter how through they searched her luggages she was sure they would never find it. Those bags were designers after all and custom made and now they giving her money's worth... Immediately Marge drops to the floor everyone around her were shocked and shit faced scared. Not giving a fuck, I picked up Charli