Subdued Novels & Stories

I ordered him, my voice low and sexy, like the soft, silken rustle of a summer wind through the leaves. Adrian's eyes locked onto mine, like the soft, gentle beams of a moonlight summer night reflected in an unclouded midnight sky. His breath snagged his chest, like a soft, gentle wave lapping at the sand on the sea. I watched as tension within his body unfolded slowly, like leaves softly speaking to the soft, gentle gusting of autumn wind carrying all the things troubling him.

Through the window, I saw Orbot standing under the scorching sun, hands on his head, his entire posture screaming frustration. I swallowed hard. Yep. I was so going to hear about this later.

However, there was no trace of Eva. Sliding down the glass, he sank to the floor in exhaustion. He pulled out his phone, scrolling through their old chat. At first, Eva had shared everything with him, but he had never replied. All he replied with was: [Stop bothering me.] Over time, their messages grew fewer and fewer. Now he typed again and again into the empty chat box. [Eva, where are you? I miss you so much.] Though the only thing he got in return was red exclamation marks.

“I can’t. There’s too much to do here, and I don’t want to fall behind on any of it.” Sebastian seemed to absorb her words, his brow furrowing slightly as he processed her response. He nodded slowly, allowing the silence to stretch between them, his expression carefully neutral yet difficult to read. “Fair enough,” he replied after a moment, his voice steady and devoid of any disappointment. “I understand.” The weight of his understanding hung in the air, a palpable reminder of the unspoken hopes that had just slipped away.

Her countenance, once a portrait of congeniality, now bore the unmistakable marks of displeasure. A veil of discomfort settled upon Susan's countenance, casting a shadow over her expression as she mustered a response. Her voice carried a subtle edge of dissatisfaction as she addressed the matter at hand. "Why did you choose to don his clothes?" The question, delivered with a sharpness and directness akin to a blade slicing through the air, reverberated within the room, unearthing the unspoken disapproval that had silently simmered beneath the surface.

His tone was firm, a clear indication that the newcomer's assistance was not welcome in their ranks. Sebastian's response was a mirror to his earlier demeanor, a reminder that his confidence was unshaken by their skepticism. "I don't think the others agree with that," he countered, his gaze shifting to include the rest of the room's occupants. The air seemed to buzz with anticipation, each heartbeat a testament to the uncertainty that hovered over their exchange.

I could feel my Beta getting closer, but I knew I had no time to wait for him. I looked into my mate’s eyes willing her to understand. I wanted her to drop when I took my next step. Almost as if a calm came over her, she gave me a subtle nod indicating she understood. I took my step, and she went limp in the Beta’s arms. With a growl I was able to leap over my mate who had managed to crawl away from the Beta in the short time span.

Abaddon, typically a man of few words, was unusually receptive, his eyes fixed on Aurelia, taking in every detail of her presence. Aurelia smiled, feeling the weight of Abaddon's attention. "It's a beautiful day, isn't it?" Abaddon nodded, his deep voice resonating through the air. "Indeed, it is. Perfect for a walk in the park." As they continued their leisurely pace, Aurelia couldn't help but notice Abaddon's quiet nature, which contrasted with his usual assertiveness. She took the opportunity to ask a few questions, curious to know more about the enigmatic man beside her.

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I again sat, assessing his face, but this time I would wait for an answer. He paced over to the window, holding his chin in his hand before finally breaking the silence. “Anna,” his tone serious “relationships just aren’t my thing. I care for you. I care for you as my submissive. Everything has got a little crazy since you’ve become my submissive and I have well and truly bent my usual rules for you.” My heart sank a little. “You are different though.” He shook his head “and maybe I care more than I usually would.. about you”, he stopped himself from continuing as his voice trailed off and continued looking out into the night sky.