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Miss Harrington part two
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Cuffed Myla Harrington
Chapter 15: Myla HarringtonDeaconAll I want to fucking do right now is take Myla, bend her over this fucking chair, and fuck the shit out of her. I still haven't processed that she's my son's fucking tutor; she has been for over a year or more and I had no fucking clue.How has neither of us figured it the fuck out by now? And shit, poor Travis has no idea my girlfriend I keep telling him about is his fücking tutor? This is so fucked up and yet, all I wanna do is fück her right now. "So, Dad, what do you think of Myla?"When Myla gets up to use the bathroom, Travis scoots over beside me around the fire and waits until Myla's out of earshot before he says anything."She's pretty fucking amazing, Trav; I'm not gonna fucking lie.""I told you! Now, too bad you're kinda seeing someone because now that she's met you, I think she likes you.""Why do you say that?""She was eyeing you all through dinner, Dad.I think you two would really get along, and you can trust her, so...""So what,
Last Updated : 2023-06-19Cuffed The Pleasure of a Gun
MylaHoly shit. Are you wearing my fucking shirt?"Deacon comes into the kitchen for some coffee as I sit here at the table, wearing his shirt and looking over Travis's lesson plan for the day. "Sure am, officer. I hope that it's okay."He leans down and steals a kiss quickly before he continues to make his coffee. He goes back to work today and I've never seen him this happy about anytime this whole time I've known him."Of course, it's okay. You look sexy in my shit, Myla. Now I'm wishing I didn't have to go back to work.""It'll be good for you to get back in the swing of things again. Besides, I have tutoring today with your son... pretty sure he doesn't want to walk down to see you fücking me over the kitchen table.""You're right, but you better believe your ass is mine tonight, little one. I've got a surprise in store for you."He caps his coffee mug and rushes back over to me, leaning down yet again to kiss me goodbye. His tongue enters my mouth and explores it greedily, tryi
Last Updated : 2023-06-20Cuffed Welcome, Devil
Chapter 16: Welcome Devil Darker chapter than usual, including murder and rough, dark sexual content Myla I lay here watching Deacon get suited up in his work clothes, wishing with all my heart that he didn't have to go off to work this late. My body is still weak and my limbs feel like jello from the intense fucking and gunplay we just did. I was nervous about it when he told me about it, and was terrified that the gun was gonna go off either in my mouth or in my pussy, but when he started to make me feel fucking incredible with the gun, those silly fears were pushed aside and I enjoyed myself. I never knew how much pleasure a gun could bring you, and now that I've experienced it, I want to do it again. I knew Deacon was into some sinister shit, but never thought he'd ever enjoy using a gun to fuck someone; I'm glad, though. I can only imagine what else he has in store for me and if it'll be anything like what we just did tonight. I can't take my eyes off of him as he tucks the gu
Last Updated : 2023-06-24Cuffed Welcome home, Devil.
DeaconI know I'm covered in blood but I still slip out of her house after cleaning up and walk back into the shadows as the demons go crazy inside of my head. They scream at me the whole fucking way back to my house, and doing my best to ignore them proves impossible. Anger and rage flow fast and thickly through my veins, pumping evil into my heart, and freezing up the little part of it Myla had finally thawed. I see Myla lying almost naked on my bed when I walk into my bedroom and surprisingly she's still fucking awake. She sits up fast when she sees my appearance and I watch as all the color drains from her fucking face. My heart sinks to my fucking feet and the feeling like this is it for us keeps nagging at me hard. I stay frozen in my stance like my feet are cemented to the fucking floor. I don't even know what the fuck to say to her to try and explain what the fuck is going on. I don't have to fucking say anything, though; I know she's about to fucking walk out for good. The f
Last Updated : 2023-06-26Cuffed Speaking of Demons
|Deacon|I'm back at work but it's hard to fucking concentrate on anything else except for Mr. fucking Nobody showing back up to ruin my motherfucking life. Hasn't he done enough?It's not enough that he ruined my fücking marriage, but now he's out for my son and soon it'll be Myla. I know how his fücking mind works by now; I fucking should anyway. I've been working for the man for almost half of my fucking life, but still don't know his identity. Luca has put me on strict desk work, which means I'm not allowed in the fucking field anytime soon, and looking at these gray walls of HQ is getting real fucking old. He wants me back to a hundred percent before he sends me out there, and technically, I can't blame him. For now, I'm stuck doing fucking paperwork, research, and other boring shit. While I'm sitting here going through phone records for some fucking case, I decided to check my phone to see if I can get a glimpse of my sweet fucking Myla. Sure the fuck enough, when I pull up the
Last Updated : 2023-07-01Cuffed Halloween Nightmares (part one)
MylaTravis keeps bugging me for a picture of me so he can show his friend his "dad's girlfriend."I guess they don't believe him that his father finally found someone, so I give in and let him snap a selfie of the two of us as we stand in the foyer, right in the entryway to his house. Deacon is taking care of some things, and getting everything ready for our little trip away; just the two of us. I'm excited, although shocked that he actually asked me to go with him. He hasn't told me where we're going just yet, he said the suspense is the best part. For him maybe, but for me, the fucking suspense is killing me. He's been a little off the last couple of days and way more aggressive than usual, but every time I ask him if he's okay he tells me yeah, and that he doesn't want to talk about himself. It bums me the fuck out but I don't let it get to me that much; I try not to anyway."How are things going with my dad, Myla?" He asks out of the blue as he puts all his papers together and cl
Last Updated : 2023-07-15Cuffed Halloween Nightmares (part two)
DeaconMy cock is screaming at me and throbbing so fucking hard at the fact that I just fucking told Myla what I do in my spare time, and it turned her the fuck on. I throw her on the bed, and there's nothing fucking gentle about it either. She lands and bounces on the mattress, looking up at me through her long, dark lashes as she bites her bottom fucking lip in nervous desire. She watches me rip my fucking clothes off without even blinking."Are you sure you don't wanna run the fuck away yet, Myla?"I pick up my knife on the nightstand and fling it open, revealing the shiny, sharp blade as I put it to her fucking stomach, slowly sliding it up under her damn shirt. I watch as she swallows hard and fucking slow, keeping her eyes on my fucking knife instead of on me like they were. "What are you doing with that, Deac?"I press the cold blade to her skin, watching as goosebumps prick it and she shivers. Her nipples poke through her fucking shirt, hig
Last Updated : 2023-07-15Cuffed Take Me Away
~Myla~The silence on the ride to our weekend getaway killed me, so I ended up taking a damn nap with blank dreams. Deacon never spoke a word about the "job" he had to handle at the nightclub, and I never asked, even though it was the only thing on my mind until I fell asleep. I know he's mad and beside himself about the fact that I know his secret, but honestly, it was fucking inevitable, really.He probably thinks I look at him differently too, and to be honest, I do. Not in a bad way, though, but yeah it terrifies me a little bit, knowing I'm in love and fücking a murderer, but there's a part of me that knows he'd never hurt me. Then again, there's a part of me that thinks what if one day I become his next "job" and what if he does end up having to kill me, or decides to kill me because I know too much?I'd like to think that the part of me that thinks that is wrong, but you really never know until it's too late.I feel a nudge on my shoulder and a little shake, so I try to sit up
Last Updated : 2023-07-16
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~Deacon~In the hospital, a million things keep running through my mind, and Carter is the only one who can answer them. His ass is snoring in the chair near the window, so to get his attention, I take the water pitcher with ice-cold water in it, and chuck it his way, wanting to get this shit off my mind so I can rest for a while. I know it's not gonna come easy even with my questions answered, but something needs to happen, and soon. With my perfect fucking aim, it hits him right in the head, making him bolt up and look frantically around, water dripping all down his head, soaking the shit out of him. "What the fuck was that for, Deac?""Wake up, man. I have some things I can't figure out yet.""Like what?"He growls, tired as fuck and apparently mad that this shit couldn't wait."How did you know it was Luca behind all this shit?""I didn't at first, but the tail I told you about, I recognized it as one of his buddies, so when I managed to lose him, I got on his ass and followed him
Cuffed Completing the Puzzle
~Deacon~Suddenly everything comes rushing back to me, and everything that I was confused about begins to make sense. The phone call yesterday when he called me soldier makes more sense than ever... Now, as I stand here and stare at the man behind Myla, holding a knife to her throat, I grit my teeth and ball my fists, shocked beyond all belief that I trusted this man and let him into my fücking life. This is how he fucking repays me? He fucks my ex-wife and tortures my goddamn life?"I knew there was something about you that I didn't like…""Surprised to see me here, Devil?""So it's been you this whole fucking time? Or has it been the fucking cunt that's got a gun pointed at her own son's head?""Dad, this is my mom?"Travis squeaks in a shaky voice, trying to hold in his tears and stay as strong as he can, but I know it's hard. He's got Street blood running in his veins so I know he's got this. He just needs to believe in himself. We share a look and I speak to my son with my eyes,
Cuffed The Puzzle Pieces
~Myla~Still in disbelief that Travis and Nova want Deacon and me to adopt their baby, I sit here on his lap and stare at the young couple with my mouth open, my heart racing, and my palms sweaty as Deacon tries to hold my hands as tight as he can. Having a child has always been a dream of mine, but a dream I always thought would never happen because of what Tristan did to me those many years ago. The fire poker he used did more damage than I thought, ruining my life and body in more ways than one. I don't know if Deacon knows that I can't have kids, but I know that talk has to happen soon, especially if we're going to be talking about possibly adopting Travis and Nova's baby, which is a huge deal. What worries me the most, and it has nothing to do with the baby, is the fact that this Mr. Nobody guy is still after Deacon and his torment is only getting worse, which is making Deacon even more enraged and paranoid, I'd even go as far as to say scary to be around. "How do you guys feel
Cuffed Baby Talk
~Deacon~It feels like we've been on the fucking run for a while. And it feels like I've kidnapped a whole bunch of fucking people and am holding them all,, hostage as you see in the movies, or like something I'd deal with at fücking work. But this isn't a fucking job, this is my goddamn life and it's a fucking mess all because of one evil mother fucker who I can't wait to find. If Mr. Nobody thought what I did to Tristan was bad, just wait until he sees what I have planned for his ass. It ain't pretty. I couldn't stand sitting bitch anymore, so once we passed all the cops speeding to the commander's house, I had Carter pull over so I could drive, which eased some of the panic and anxiety ripping through my muscles but there was still a fire burning through my veins that won't ever seem to fucking quit. It's like I was born with the devil's blood inside of me, born to hurt- born to feel pain no matter what. And I've been fine with it for all these years. But now I just want it to fuck
Cuffed Saving Annie
| ~Sunday- 0 days left. It's the deadline!~ |~Deacon~I wasn't able to sleep all fucking night, but given what today is, I wasn't expecting to. After last night, getting into that fight with Carter, we went back to his house and talked about shit, even though I still don't know if I can fully trust him, I had to let him in on my plan if I'm gonna try and pull this shit off without Annie getting hurt. He still doesn't know where my safe house is, though, and he won't fucking know either. Nobody will ever know where that is. I keep looking at him, grinning at every mark on his face, his split, swollen lips, both black eyes, the bruises around his throat from when I choked him, and all the other brutal, noticeable marks I left all over him, great reminders of how badly I fucked him up for fucking with my boy and betraying me in the worst way possible. With Myla, Travis, and Nova there now, Carter and I are at my house, fully aware that Mr. Nobody is keeping watch on the outside. I can f
Cuffed Betrayed By Everyone
|~Saturday- 1 day until the deadline~|~Deacon~Feeling betrayed by Mr. Nobody is a fucking understatement to say the fucking least. Walking into the safe house and finding Tristan practically dead on the floor with my fucking knife sticking out of his neck was a punch to the fucking dick for sure. He was mine to torture and mine to kill but he took that shit away from me just like he's done everything else. He couldn't let me have it. I don't know why I was expecting anything different, though. I should have expected him to pull a dirt move. Hearing Tristan gurgle those words that I was dreading, the fact that Myla can't have kids, just made things even worse. The fact that I couldn't inflict the amount of torture and pain on him that I wanted to, left a gaping wound inside of me that will never be fucking healed. I'll never be able to move on from that now that he's fucking dead. I'll never be able to fucking come clean to Myla about what I fucking did. I know I need to tell her but
Cuffed A Punch to the Ovaries
| ~Friday, two days until the deadline~ |~Myla~"Are you sure you're okay, little one?""Deacon, I promise you, I'm fine."He still hovers over me with his eyes filled with worry and his brow furrowed. He looks so cute. I reach up and graze his scratchy cheek before I cup it, holding on as I pull his head down so his lips meet mine, and then I kiss him as if my life depends on it. I use my hand with the IV in it to run through his short, soft, salt-and-pepper hair, making his whole body jerk when I rake my nails across his scalp. God, I've missed him so much. "Thank God you woke up. I've been out of my fucking mind, Myla. I thought I'd lost you for good." "You can't get rid of me that easily. Besides, I love you and I told you before I'm gonna fight for you, that includes fighting for this relationship."I can see the internal struggle he's dealing with in his eyes, the torture swirling inside them is extremely evident. But I know he won't tell me what's wrong, especially since I j
Cuffed The Devil's Son
TravisI never thought I'd be in this predicament. You know, the one where I'm still in high school with a pregnant girlfriend who still has two years until she graduates. I know my father is upset with me and to be honest, I can't blame him at all. It's not like Nova and I were careless about it, though. We used protection. My dad always has condoms in his room and I steal them all the time. It's not my fault that one broke or just didn't work. I'm not sure what happened. I just know we used one. And yet Nova is fucking pregnant.I wish her being pregnant with my baby was the only thing worrying me right now. But it's not. The fact that Myla is still in a coma and hasn't woken up yet is bothering me more than anything else. My dad's been even more distant and hardly ever home. When he is, he doesn't want to talk about anything. He misses her and is lost without her. I've never seen him like this. Not even when mom left. Myla has impacted all of us and her absence is affecting us grea
Cuffed To Kill or Not To Kill
~Deacon~After spending the entire night with Myla at the hospital and having no fucking change in her condition, with a heavy heart I leave her room as dawn threatens to rise. I haven't given Mr. Nobody's request much thought since I left work, there's too much other shït on my fucking mind. I know there are only a few days until the weekend when I'm supposed to have the job completed, but Myla being in the fucking hospital trumps everything. Although, one mother fucker keeps taunting me. Leaving the hospital, I get into my car and speed off, trying to get to the safe house before the sun fully rises. The sky is still dark but light peaks through the horizon as the sun begins to slowly wake up. Myla loves sunrises, so of course watching this one as I drive down the street brings all kinds of feelings along with it. I try to ignore them, though. I light a cigarette and roll all the windows down, with not even the sound of the radio on in the background. Just. Silence. It's hard not to
