"I'll delete the pictures depending on how obedient you are. You have to do everything I say; if I want you to become a dog, you have to get on your knees and bark; do we have a deal?" Pierce leans intimidatingly to Malakai's height to whisper softly in his ears; his cold eyes flash with cruelty. "You don't want her to know what a dirty little creep you are, do you?" Malakai Kreston, Quiet and perfect son of the county's preacher is who everyone assumes to be a boring nerd, but Malakai has a deep secret. He isn't so perfect after all! A dirty secret that Malakai will do anything to protect. What happens when he becomes a targeted pawn of Pierce Masterson? Kai, who is usually the hunter, becomes the prey, and he discovers that Pierce is more evil... Sinister and very much more twisted than anything he'd ever imagined. Pierce must have everything he wants or destroy it all completely, Escaping is Malakai's only option, but how far will he go before he gets caught? In a game of cat and mouse, neither are willing to lose!
View MoreCHAPTER FORTY-SIXMALAKAI **The familiar smell of disinfectants in the psych ward and these sterile white walls choke me with this feeling of despair. It's too similar. Everything here is a stark reminder of that forsaken place. My anxious gaze lingers on the nuns who work here. My heart starts to pound furiously at their familiar black flowing robe and veil. They start to approach my direction and my entire body freezes. "They are caregivers; they can't hurt you," I whisper to myself, but it doesn't stop the chill that trickles down my spine as they get closer... And closer. I can see the deathly hands slowly clawing out of these white walls; I'm hopeless against the force as they drag me to that dark place. I see myself immobile, frightened, helpless on that bed in the white room.'I'm going to cleanse you!' Sister Agatha's whisper rings in my head. I can feel her hands crawling across my skin, the wide smile that spreads on her face. 'You poor sweet boy, let me take care
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVEMALAKAI **"Wow." I hear my boss mumble as he stares at the photo I hand over to him. This particular one had taken me several weeks to work on. I love pictures because they can be viewed from different perspectives, and can be interpreted depending on the subject. The Venus fly trap, a carnivorous plant swallowing a struggling bug. Capturing the moment the insect suffocates and eventually dies and is absorbed by the plants has been fascinating. "Earth is indeed a scary place, poor insect" He adds.' Or maybe the plant just needs to feed? '"Your pictures are great, but why do you always like taking such gloomy photos? Cheer up; life isn't supposed to be so serious. We gotta have some fun sometimes, you know." His eyes leer at me as he suddenly places a secure hand around my shoulders.My body flares with panic and my brain instinctively starts to count.Ninety seconds, and it will be over. One...Two...Three...Four..."I think these pictures are going to be
CHAPTER FORTY-FOURMALAKAI**The shadows of yesterday hit me hard as I walk through the town where I used to live. Nothing has changed, including the houses and convenience stores around the corner. I suppose two years is not very long. I am the only one who can barely remember who I was before. A part of me is still lost among the broken pieces of this place.Some days, I wonder if I am dead and everyone simply forgot to bury me.I can't look anybody in the eyes, I'm unresponsive to the gossips and curious stares; all I can think is 'fuck all of them!'From this distance, I watch my little brother Ezra walk to the stage to receive his diploma, after my release six months ago, he's the only person I kept contact with.The audience bursts out in applause, and I can not help but feel a wave of nostalgia wash over me. I did not even get to graduate. I have nothing.Three TwoOne.Perfectly shot!Only when I focus on these images on my camera do I feel like I have something, but ther
CHAPTER FORTY-THREEMALAKAI**Trigger Warning: This scene involves themes of homophobia, abuse, and brainwashing. Reader discretion is advised. This is pure fiction and does not depict the actions of any religious group. It's white everywhere. My head is hurting. My foggy brain can't even think of why I'm here. The only thing I feel is terror when I realize I am strapped to the bed. Is this a clinic?But... Why?The door opens, and my blurry vision adjusts to see the Reverend enter, accompanied by sister Agatha.The memories start to claw in, and my heart sears with panic.Let me out!My body begins to jerk against the straps that keep me in place. I remember everything now.'...The truth is, son, you're broken. You're sick. And we're going to fix you...'No!The only one who can fix me is him. Pierce.'Where are you, don't you love me anymore?' I want to tell him that I did not want to leave him. I want to keep my promise, but these chains are stopping me.How long have I been
CHAPTER FORTY-TWOPIERCE**The heavy rain had fallen all night, and the weather is as gloomy as my mood.Why the hell didn't he respond to any of my messages? I had waited all night long without getting any sleep, and now, as I stare at my phone, there is still no reply. I walk into my parents in the living room, Dad wears a solemn expression. I don't recall doing anything worthy of his attention, so why is he here?He is probably worried about the elections... or maybe not.My heart slams in my chest when I see something familiar in his hands.A collar."Pierce__"I find it difficult to breathe as I snatch the collar from his hand. "Where is Lou? Where is she!" "The doctors couldn't save her. We had to put her down__" Mom begins to speak, and a volcano of rage erupts within me."Shut up! You never liked her, did you fucking kill her?""She's been suffering for days, her body couldn't take the treatment anymore, we only did the best for her__" My muscles tense up at my father's
CHAPTER FORTY ONEMALAKAI **My skin itches from my father's belt; disgust and fury flash in his eyes as he repeats. "Are you gay?"If I want just one person and the person just happens to be a guy, am I still gay? Probably?I'm not afraid of the belt anymore, because when I close my eyes..."You won't speak? You're not denying it. You don't even beg when I hit you, do you want to challenge me now?!"My father's belt clatters roughly to the ground and he delivers a hard punch to my face.No!A gasp of pain leaves my mouth as I stagger backwards.Please bring back the belt!At least, I can pretend it is Pierce who's hurting me so sweetly.His blows fucking hurts, my entire face hurts, I can barely speak, but when I see the rage in his eyes, something inside of me triumphs."I'm the one going to hell, Dad, why are you so mad?""So it's true? Who is this guy you're fucking? Or maybe he's the one fucking you?" He sneers, his eyes growing colder. "I won't have an abomination as a son,
CHAPTER FORTYMALAKAI**He made the whole school hate me and isolated me from everyone and in my lonely moments, I had grown dependent on his affection, allowing myself to be deluded that our relationship wasn't as crazy as it seemed. I suppose I am just a dog, greedily leeching on my owner's emotions, and Pierce knows how to tame one. As I stand on this rooftop, a soft breeze blows across my face. The ground feels like an eternity away, and one slip..."What are you doing? Get down now!" I flinch when I hear Pierce's voice behind me. I just want some alone time, but he always finds me. I slowly turn around, and Pierce, who is normally so calm and in control, appears terrified. His weakness seems so out of character, and my shattered soul urges me to break him more; I want him to feel the hell that I'm going through."Would you die for me, Pierce? Then hold my hands... Let us die together. I take a step back and move closer to the edge."Kai, get out of there!" His face becomes
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINEMALAKAI **The sun on my skin wakes me up; I stretch and groan at the pain the movements cause. Now that the pleasure has passed, all that remains is this agonizing sensation, but knowing that I have earned Pierce's forgiveness brings a smile to my face.I look at Pierce, who is lying beside me; the sheets are rolled down, revealing his abs, and I feel my stomach flutter. He is tough and sculpted. My gaze is drawn to his chiseled features; only when he is sleeping like this can I freely study him. His side profile is especially striking, and the sharp angles in his jawline and nose make it impossible for me to breathe.My pulse is racing with excitement.He's so perfect, I want to capture him. My spine tingles with anticipation as I feel a strong desire to grab my phone. I have not felt this compulsive urge in a long time, and it is so strong that I can not resist it. One shot...He is asleep, so he will not know.As I raise my phone, my hand trembles slightly
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHTPIERCE**His pale skin is covered in red welts, I'd been carried away, and let my anger control me. He's so fragile, I should have been gentler, but how am I supposed to feel sorry for him when he's staring at me so submissively? His earnest obedience makes my cock to throb painfully. Please..."Heat flares through my veins as he starts to eagerly unzip my pants. "I want... Dick."Fuck!It's probably the hottest words that has ever left his lips. He unzips my pants to pull out my aching cock, it's so thick with arousal, I get even harder at the greedy lusty gleam in his eyes. Kai doesn't do anything else, he's staring at me for permission."Do you want to play with it?" I pat his head and he nods eagerly.Fuck!He's driving me crazy like this!"Go ahead..."A low snake-like hiss escapes from my throat when he laps at the drop of precum with his tongue, he buries his face into my thighs to suck my balls, tonguing my entire length until it's slick and shiny
Trigger warning!!!This is not a traditional romance, it contains disturbing subject matter, including themes of questionable consent, Stockholm syndrome as well as graphic sexual consent. The author neither endorses nor condones this type of behaviour CHAPTER ONEMALAKAI**I saw him today. He'd looked as radiant as always, but he's the devil in shining armour. His face brought back all the memories that I've tried to forget.All the blurry lines became clearer. Up until now, it had been difficult to distinguish between the truth and my imaginationI can't believe it's only twenty-four months since we last saw each other. Sometimes, it feels like decades; other times, it's just like yesterday, but he was real.And he is my demon. He crawls out from under my bed every night, and I'm drenched in the nightmares of his own making. 'Pierce, do you know that the dark parts of you no longer scare me? I'm only afraid of the dark parts of myself that you created.'TWO YEARS AGOThe who
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