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Thoughts cloud, pressing heavy, suffocating. How did I end up here? After Varyn humiliated me, I thought I’d buried him. I thought I’d escaped. And yet his mistake of a mark still scorches me, a brand I asked for and he dishonored me for it , now it’s burns in my thighs , one that chains me even in freedom. Now I’ve found love again—real love, the kind that burns true. Rauth, my fated mate. My salvation. And yet the law stands, cruel and unbending.

Hated the strange warmth it created. Hated him. Most of all, she hated herself for noticing anything at all. "I got lost." "Inside my private study?" His eyes narrowed. For a moment they simply stared at each other. A challenge. A battle. Neither willing to blink first. The storm crashed against the windows. Lightning flashed. The room brightened. And suddenly Adrian moved. One step towards her. That's all. Yet the distance between them vanished instantly. Celine's pulse jumped. He was too close.

I can not fool her or myself by saying I could change for her. "Because you belong to me, whatever fantasy you had about men, end it. I'm all you need, no one else." Her face turned red with anger. "Get off me you sick bastard!" She twisted and turned, trying to free herself but she only ended up pleasuring me. All those movements while I was still deep inside her brought about immense pleasure.

And then— He pulled away. “Enough.” I was shaking, soaking, completely undone. And empty. He stood. “You’ll remember this next time you think about disobedience.” I stared at him, lips parted, thighs twitching. He turned away like he hadn’t just destroyed me. And I realized the terrifying truth— I’d do anything for him to let me come. --- End of Chapter Five

He is the devil himself, maybe he is the one I should be running away from. I thought I had found love, found someone who would love me and give me the freedom I never had. But he is just like mama. Hurting me because they know I am too weak to hate them, betraying me even when they are the ones, I trust the most. Everything hurts, the consequence of my struggles. I try to move my hands, but it doesn't. I glance around in panic, my heart racing when I realise, I am chained to the bed. He fucking cuffed my hands to the bedpost!

I saw Barek pointing his good arm straight up at us. They knew exactly where we were. They were coming. I knew it deep inside my bones. The Overseer hated anyone who broke his strict rules. He hated slaves who did not work in the freezing, dirty water. And he hated the powerful rogue Alpha who made the guards look weak. I chewed hard on my lower lip until I tasted the sharp, salty flavor of my own blood. Wake him up, my human brain screamed at me. Wake the Alpha up and tell him to run.

Reign snarled. The pain radiated on my cheek, coppery blood pooling in my mouth. Reign climbed over me in disgust; I knew what he was planning. Whether I wanted to or not, Reign was going to fuck me, and Roy would follow, or he would stand there like some creep and watch the entire time. I won't break. They won't hurt me. Zeus had made it so no one could. "I loved you," he confessed, "I loved you, and you stomped on me like I was nothing.

As we drifted into slumber, I couldn't help but smile, knowing that our love had the power to overcome any obstacle that stood in our way. Chapter 16 had revealed a deeper bond between us, intertwining our hearts and bodies in a passionate dance of love. It was a chapter that spoke of redemption, healing, and the profound connection that can be found even in the midst of chaos. Little did we know that the events of that night would set the stage for the challenges and triumphs that awaited us in the chapters to come.

He doesn't even budge , his overpowering strength keeps an iron clasp hold . " LET.ME.GO " struggling I hiss at him . " Why ?" " Because , why in the fuck you shouldn't?" I retort . " I love it when you struggle against me " his eyes darkening , with the same sadistic glint he always have around me , reaching up he trace my neck and I shudder " You should see your face , its so red ". I stop my struggle at once .If my struggle turns him on , then it's better for me to fighting against him and go limp .

Tears pricked my eyes, but I forced them back. If he thought loosening the chains would make me love him, he was wrong. But maybe, just maybe, it would give me room to move. To turn his obsession into my weapon. I pressed my forehead against my knees, whispering to myself so softly it was almost a vow. If I can’t break free of his chains then I’ll use them to strangle him.