CHLOE. Everywhere was quite dark, there was only a little window where the ray of light could touch the floor of the dungeon I stayed in. I hated this place with every part of me. It irritated the shit out of me. Made me feel like a scum. This place was also dirty, I didn't imagine that I would be sitting on the floor of a dirty place in my life. Tears grew in my eyes and they were almost spilling but I pushed them back. I wouldn't be crying again. There was no way I would let myself sober or feel pity for myself. I stayed quiet, thinking a lot to myself. A few months ago, I wouldn't have thought that this was going to be my life now. The kind of life I am living now, I wouldn't have thought that it would be my present. The sound of the gate opening was what brought me back to consciousness. The room had more light seeping in, the condition of it was worse than I imagined. I had spent my night in a prison cell for going out without telling my master. Chills ran down my spi
ETHAN. Chloe had bent and taken care of my injury. That act took me by surprise. Chloe Hathaway wasn't a good person and she had never been one. Why did she go and grab the first aid kit and take care of my wound? Was it a plan? I didn't understand because I was well aware that she was the most self-centered person I had ever seen in my life. She only knew about herself so I could only think that she was pretending. There was a way to find out though, whether she was genuine or she was trying to melt my heart with that act. It wasn't working anyway. While I was in the car, she came out of the house so we could go to the place that I had said. I was going with her because she had insight when it came to things like this. Although Chloe had been subjected to her worst nightmare, she hadn't ceased to be Chloe. She wore the latest designer dresses and her skin was always clean. Her hair was almost always in a ponytail now yet she looked so good. Her black hair was naturally shiny. Sh
CHLOE Ethan yelled at me, his voice resonating within me. I flinched when he held my wrist thinking he was going to hit me. “Why are you inconsiderate and wicked? You have no human feelings. They are little kids yet you pushed them off like that. I knew you were never going to change, you are still the same heartless Chloe Hathaway!” He spat in my face. His eyes were red with anger and he looked at me with anger. “I’m not inconsiderate. You are the one who is not considering me and my feelings. You know I was born with a silver spoon yet you brought me here!” I winced as his fingers dug into my skin. Every part of me trembled with pain, sizzling me like I was being fried in oil. “You are no longer the girl born with a silver spoon, you are my toy now. My slave. I can deal with you the way I want!” He shouted in my face, holding my orbs with his disdainful gaze. “Why do you hate me so much?” I whispered. “Because you are a disgusting and selfish girl who only knows herself.
CHLOE. I didn't want to do as Ethan had predicted. Stooping low to ask these children for help was one thing that I did not want to do. Rather than ask them for help, I summoned the courage to walk out of the corner. Perhaps getting to the street, I would find a decent person to ask for help. These people looked like they were enjoying the way they were. They looked like they loved poverty very much and relished in it. How could one be happy living in a slum? They looked like they enjoyed it anyway. Walking further, I realized that this vicinity was the same. There were a lot of homeless people who stunk. It was very obvious that they hadn't had their bath. Their homelessness was reeking of them. I’d rather walk until I find a cab than speak to any of them who obviously hadn't had their bath or brushed their teeth. Luckily for me, not lucky because I had to walk like a mad woman. I found a cab that was able to take me to the city. I didn't have any money with him so I paid h
KATHERINE. The guard informed me that Ethan would like to see me. I was very happy because he hadn't asked to see me in a long time. It had always been that girl called Chloe. She was always with him and getting all the attention that was meant for me. I was the only girl that could satisfy him sexually. Although sometimes he got a girlfriend none of them had ever been enough for him. I was the only one who could give him the outlet to let it all go. His demons which had been trapped could have a platform to be free for the few minutes his manhood was working on the inside of me. I grabbed the tablets the doctor had given to me at the hospital for fertility. I had been on birth control for the past years because I wasn't allowed to have his children. However, I wanted him to be mine alone. Getting pregnant and having his baby would make him mine alone. I wanted him so I changed my drugs. I would just tell him a mistake was made in the hospital or something. As long as I was pr
KATHERINE. I tried over and over again to lift Chloe but I couldn't. My hand ached and my back cracked multiple times. Eventually, Ethan’s voice sounded behind me, a ragged voice that made me flinch slightly. “Stop! Leave,” he commanded without looking a me. I couldn't help but wonder why he wanted her to sleep on his bed. It couldn't be that he was beginning to have a crush on her and liked her presence. That couldn't be. Ethan hated her more than anything. “Should I call the guard, he should be able to carry her to her room,” I suggested, turning to him and expecting an answer. He stopped typing for a second before shaking his head. “Those guards might touch her in mannerless ways, leave her alone. Remember she is my property.” He responded which only got me pissed. I was more pissed because he had said those words in an authoritarian language. She was his property but why did it sound more romantic than an abuse? I would love him to call me his property too. I bowed my
KATHERINE. The more she opened her mouth and spoke, the more anger that I felt toward her. She kept talking like she owned this place as if she was still Chloe Hathway hence I had to remind her of where she was. “Shut up!” I smacked her face and it sent her cheeks an inch to the side. Her cheeks reddened immediately probably because her skin was quite sensitive. By the time she looked at me again, she had anger in her eyes. It didn't matter because there was nothing that she could do to me. “Who do you think you are?” I asked. “I should be asking you that question.” His voice resounded in my head. I turned and saw Ethan walking toward us. He wore a black tank top and a red shirt that barely covered his knees. Ethan's biceps were out and he looked extraordinarily hot. He had a deep frown on his face as well and he approached me. “What happened? Why did you hit her?” He asked, his voice sounded pissed off. “Actually…” “No, don't explain because I saw everything. Chloe, go
KATHERINE. Information got to me that Chloe had finished cooking and she was about to serve Ethan. This was my chance to go to her and pretend to apologize for hitting her. This way I could watch Ethan insult and humiliate her. I would even be there begging on her behalf and she would think I was on her side. Plus, Ethan would see me as a good person which was what I wanted. I needed him to hate her and love me. Ethan belongs to me and I was going to claim him for myself. I brushed my hair and applied brief makeup on my face. I still needed to be attractive during the entire thing. Hopefully, Ethan would ask to fuvk me after the entire thing. All of my plans would fall into place after today for sure. Getting to the dining room, I saw Chloe beside Ethan, a little bent to serve him the food. I smiled. This was the beginning of her misery. I was going to make sure that this place was her living hell. I walked over to her quickly. “Chloe,” I called gently and brushed my fingers
DAMIEN. Spinning her around, she was nothing but a middle-aged woman. She looked stunned when she saw me, her mouth flying open while she stared deeply at me. “Alpha.” She called, shocked to see me. My eyes fell to her hand, she had nothing there, no bag. Nothing which meant that she didn't carry the bag like I had presumed. I looked around again maybe I could see any other person but there was no one. “What are you doing here?” I asked. She said nothing, she dropped her gaze. “Why are you not speaking?” I asked. “Because…” She paused, reluctant. “What? Tell me, I am your Alpha,” I said. She scratched the back of her head before sighing and giving in. “I am tired of life, Alpha. I trusted a man who took so much from me. I was so stupid to have believed him. I already lost so much!” She half sobbed. Her demeanor had changed too. “So what did you come here to do? Plant some money?” I gave her a stare that made her chuckle, lighting up the mood like I wanted. “No. I... I want
Chloe“Do you have an idea of the reason she kept the secret from you?” Patricia asked, her eyes still wide open after I told her who my biological mother was. Her face had been completely stunned for a while now. “No. But then I have been thinking that she doesn't know about it either. There is no way she would have watched me struggle to know my biological mother when she was there all along. Titus suggested it and I read sense into it as well.” “Oh, yeah.” She scratched the back of her neck. “Right now, I am praying to the moon goddess that she gets better quickly to enable me to have answers to all my questions. I really needed to ask her a lot of questions,” I said, looking away when I remembered that I had asked her to do something for me. I turned to her, she was playing with her well-painted fingers now. “What about the research on Rachel’s family? Have you figured out them like I asked?” I turned to her. I had been bothering my Beta lately even when he had external pack
CHLOE. Ethan told me to bring a drink for his visitor and to be very honest, I was upset that he had called me to bring a drink for the Matilda. Who was she to him? I still had that question roaming in my mind. I still wondered where she had come from and why she came here. What did she want? I listened to him and took the drunk to the hallway where he stayed to work sometimes. I saw her next to him, talking. She sat extremely close to him and I hated it. Why did she have to sit so close to him?I rolled my eyes and then set the tray before her. Her eyes were on me, she kept looking at me as if she knew me before today. Her eyes were on me the entire time while I was fuming with so much anger. I turned around and left the hallway, striding down the narrow way until I got to the stairs. I was so upset, to be honest. Why did he have to come here with her? He was always working so why did he have time to speak to her? Would she be staying here? Sleeping? I hope not. She should
CHLOE. Ethan kept staring at the new girl and she smiled back at him. There was a mutual feeling between them, as though they knew each other before today. I didn't like it. I didn't like that they knew each other. That Ethan looked at her like he knew her. He stared at her with a friendly gaze, I hated it. “Matilda.” He called her name once more. I disliked her name the instant he called her again. She smiled, the dimples on both sides of her cheeks pretty. I wouldn't lie, she was beautiful and with those natural dimples, she looked breathtaking. Ethan kept speaking to her and he completely lost interest in me and what I had to say.“Hi, Ethan,” Matilda said, her voice like that of a cat. I was certain that it wasn't her real voice and she was trying to impress him. “Chloe, I will speak to you later,” he said to me and then stretched his hand toward the devil in the devil’s dress. She wore a mini gown which barely covered her entire thigh. Certainly, she was trying to seduce him, t
CHLOE. My eyes went wide and I looked around the room. It was different. I didn't know the room until I came back to my senses and remembered that I had collapsed onto the floor. My mother had a hiccup, her chest rising and falling. And then I collapsed out of shock. I ran my hand over my face, trying to sit up on the bed. At the same time, the door was pushed back and then a nurse stepped into the room. She had a bowl with her which had some syringes and drugs. “Am I good to go?” I asked, trying to sit up and then remove the drip worked into my skin. It hurts. “Oh, yes but I have to give you some antibiotics for the baby,” she said nonchalantly and then dropped the pan next to my bed. My eyes went wide, so wide, it almost took over all of my face. What baby?“Uhm, I think you made a mistake,” I said. “Mistake? Are you not Chloe Hathway?” She asked. That was my name. “Yes,” I said. “Good. You are one month pregnant, that was the reason you passed out,” she answered. My left
CHLOE. I wasn't sure Ethan was capable of falling in love. Although he had been showing the characteristics of such. Yet, I wasn't fully convinced that he was. Hence I decided to ask Grandma and seek her advice. If Ethan was truly in love with me, then I would be able to seek revenge for all that he had done to me. I would be able to torment me as much as he did to me. That afternoon I wasn't on duty as there was nothing to actually do. Grandma was preparing Ethan’s pumpkin soup, one of his favorite foods which grandma used to prepare for him when he was younger. Hence I wasn't supposed to interfere. This time I wanted something so I went to the kitchen. Grandma was backing me, her hands on the table, slicing the pumpkin leaf. I slid in quickly and started to held her with the necessary things. She glanced at me but didn't say anything even though I had never helped her. Probably because Ethan had told me never to prepare the soup for him because Grandma was in charge of that. Ever
CHLOE. His tongue went up my clit, brushing a long thin line on there. Damn, it felt like the best thing in the world. Every part of me started to shake, betraying me and showing him that I enjoyed everything he was doing. I didn't want to touch him or run my hand in his hair but then I couldn't help it. I had to touch and feel anything other than letting my hands hang in the air. It was discomforting. Hence I let my fingers into his air, drawing a thin line, and moving it around his hair. He began to move faster on my clit, moving back and forth, deeper and faster. It felt like heaven, every part of me starting to shake. I could feel my juice at the tip, about to explode from me. I shut my eyes, and my mouth, pinning over the other. “Ah, god, Yes! It feels so good. Fuck. Yes!” I kept shouting, trying not to scream at the top of my lungs. I was trying hard not to act out of control. I didn't want him to see how much he had an effect on me. Suddenly, he raised his head, his
CHLOE. I could still feel his touch on me. His dick in my cunt, fucking me. I had not been able to get the way he fucked me in the back of the car out of my head. I had tried over and over to be able to stop thinking about yet, yet it proved futile. I tried to use the book and that didn't work especially because the male lead and female lead were attracted to each other. It only worsened my case and my horniness. Seeing that I couldn't get it out of my head, I decided that I was going to get myself fucked by him. That should be easy since I was his sex slave. I was naked so I wore the robe and tied the belt securely. I didn't bother washing my cum off. I could already feel his cock penetrating me, god, my body was all giddy at the thought. I got out of my room and then headed for his room. Getting to the door, I pushed up my boobs, making sure it was on display. I had perky and full-chest boobs, I didn't have a problem seducing him. I couldn't just wait to have him, his thick dic
When he asked me to move to the back, I did. I crossed over and then pulled my gown upward. He mirrored my action until I was on top of him, his dick still erect and directed at my face. I tuck myself into the seat sideways then lean over and swirl my tongue around his tip, earning myself a gasp and another twitch as I then slide my tongue along the spine of his cock, hoovering him into my wet, hot mouth. He tastes wonderful, so clean and ready to get dirty.I didn't know if he was going to moan. If he loved what my mouth was doing but I didn't stop to check. He was so thick as I grasped his stem and mouth-fuck him without shame. The vehicles passing did not deter me. The sound of their cars and the horns here and there did not stop me. I knew that Ethan’s car was blinded and those outsides couldn't see what was going on in inside. I didn't fret. I kept bobbing my head up and down and taking him deep into the back of my throat. I didn't know why I was doing all these. Why I didn't st