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In her black dress covering her knees, she laid back on the bed with her hands thrown on either side. Her brows caressed with each other as her hand gripped her forehead in pain. Ever so slowly she tried to open her eyes fighting against the pain. Once she was fully conscious she looked around the room and sat up slowly on the bed. She tried to remember what happened before she went unconscious. And then she remembered. Everything played like a reel in her head and her breath hitched. She remembered how her husband had shoved a piece of cloth into her face and made her unconscious. Tears jammed in her eyes knowing that her husband isn't a common man but a mafia. Mafia of Russia. The picture of him shooting the man played in front of her eyes and her hands trembled as her heart wrenched. She is terrified of him. She no longer wants to stay with him. She wants to run away from him. She tried to escape and he made her unconscious and brought her into this room. The room felt strange. As
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The room was dark with a dim light enough visible to figure out silhouettes but not see the objects. She was tucked under the fluffy cotton-like blanket giving her warmth from the AC. In the dark room, lazy footsteps echoed as he walked to the tufted chair and sat down staring at her while swirling the glass of wine. Sipping the drink he rested his hands on the armchair as he leaned back crossing his leg on the other. His eyes took in her soft hair and made a curled art on the white duet while her tired face gave out the tiredness. A tinge of guilt hit him thinking she didn't eat anything for pretty good hours. But that is not the only thing he has on his plate. There is this larger thing to deal with. She was scared of him. She is scared like hell. And he guessed his behavior didn't help her. Maybe he should go easy on her and be submissive to her. After all, the mistake is his. But just by the thought, the submissive felt gross. He cannot be submissive. That isn't in his blood.
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Her vision cleared as the tears cascaded down her cheeks, blurring the bold letters that confirmed her worst fear—she was married to him. The date on the paper was unmistakable. It was the same day as their wedding, the day she thought had been filled with genuine love. Realization hit her like a ton of bricks as she looked up at him, her eyes wide with disbelief. He had made her sign these papers along with their marriage documents. He had deceived her again. Her shock quickly morphed into anger as she tore the papers in her hand, her eyes blazing with a mixture of rage and hurt as she looked at him. "How much have you lied to me? How much have you truly deceived me?" she demanded, her voice trembling with the intensity of her emotions. He responded with a nonchalant shrug, his voice devoid of any remorse. "So much... to the extent that the papers you just tore aren't even the originals. They're just xerox copies." His words were like salt on an open wound. In a blind fury, she
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My hands trembled as I clamped them tightly over my ears, but it did little to muffle the sharp, deafening sound that seemed to echo in my head. The relentless gunfire rang in my ears, making my heart pound against my ribcage. I thought the nightmare was over, but the momentary silence broke when I saw him reload his rifle, his movements slow and deliberate, like a predator savoring its prey. Panic surged through me again as I squeezed my eyes shut and screamed in helpless terror, my hands pressing harder against my ears. I didn’t know what else to do—there was no escape.After what felt like an eternity, the gunshots stopped, leaving my ears buzzing, a strange numbness spreading through my body. I couldn’t hear anything anymore, not even the sound of my own breathing. It was as if I were floating, detached from reality. I wanted to lower my hands, to free my ears from the suffocating silence, but the fear of hearing that awful sound again kept them clamped in place.Slowly, I squinte
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I swallowed hard, my mouth dry, the terror coursing through me making it impossible to think clearly. There was no way out of this. I had to do what he said, no matter how much it hurt, no matter how much I wanted to throw it all back up.With shaking hands, I picked up the spoon again and forced another bite into my mouth, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. Each chew felt like a battle, and every time I swallowed, it felt like I was choking on glass. But I kept going, bite after agonizing bite, because there was no other option. Not while he stood there, gun in hand, watching my every move.After what felt like hours, I finally scraped the last bit of food off the plate and shoved it into my mouth. I could barely taste it anymore; everything felt numb. I set the spoon down shakily, my body trembling from the strain, and dared a glance up at him."It’s done."I muttered, my voice weak and broken. He didn’t respond right away, just stared at the empty plate for a long moment, as if d
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As I stepped into the garden, the warmth of the sunlight fell upon my face, a sharp contrast to the icy grip of my captivity. My heart, however, refused to thaw, clenched tight with anger and disbelief. "I thought kidnapped victims didn’t get to see sunlight or roam freely".I heard his low chuckle, a sound that sent shivers down my spine, and turned to look at him. He stood a few feet away, his sharp jawline accentuated by the golden rays of the sun. Somehow, the sunlight here seemed different, as if Russia itself had conspired to make him glow under its embrace. His piercing gaze met mine, and his lips curved into an almost imperceptible smile—a dangerous, calculated gesture that only deepened my frustration. "You’re not a prisoner here," he said, his voice calm yet firm, carrying the weight of his power. "And you’re not free either. You’re with me." The statement lingered in the air, heavy with meaning. My mind raced, grappling with the contradictions. Should I marvel at his
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"I'll chain you," he said, his words hanging ominously in the air. Adhira flinched, the weight of his statement settling like a dull ache in her stomach. She forced herself to look away, unwilling to meet his intense gaze. "You can overpower me easily," she said quietly, her voice steady but subdued. "Either in strength or speed. I’m not foolish enough to run when the odds are against me. I’ll run when it’s advantageous to me." Her words carried an edge of defiance, though her body language betrayed her unease. She leaned back, turning her head away to look at the garden ahead. It was her way of signaling the conversation was over, a subtle assertion of control in a situation where she had so little. But the silence that followed was deafening, and her thoughts spiraled. She couldn’t believe how their dynamic had shifted so drastically. Not long ago, she had never feared him. She had always been the one in control, the one who dictated the terms of their playful banter.
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The room was drowning in shadows, bathed only in slivers of pale blue light that filtered through the open balcony door. The moon hung heavy in the night sky, casting a ghostly glow over the cold walls. The thin white curtains fluttered with the breeze, swaying like they were dancing to a melody only they could hear. But inside, silence reigned—thick and heavy. She lay on her side, wide awake, her arm folded beneath her head, her eyes wide open yet empty, staring at nothing. Her bare toes shifted over the cool sheets, fidgeting restlessly. Every second ticked like a scream in her ears. The weight of the silence was maddening. The shadows in the corners of the room taunted her. Irritation prickled at her skin like ants crawling beneath it. With a sharp breath, she flung herself to the other side of the bed, fists clenching the sheets. Anger boiled in her chest. It wasn’t just about boredom. It was the helplessness, the rage of being trapped like a bird with its wings cut. Unable to
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She stayed silent angry tears forming as she glared at him with blurry vision. "I'll pull them really hard if the answer and your behavior isn't going to be in my favour Adhira. So you better tell me what i want". She gritted her teeth and just when she felt pulling them she hurried. "I will. I will". She exclaimed. He left her nipples as he smoothened them massaging them with the thumb of his pad as she shuddered umder him. She folded her lips in to give him any kind of sound. Her legs clenched tightly hoping he wouldn’t find that subtle movement. All of a sudden he slapped her breasts again. "You will what? Complete it". He again took a hold of her nipples to put her on leash and tug them when she wouldn't listen. Her hands fumbled with his hands afraid he is going to do the sane again. "I said I will. Isnt that enough". He pinched her nipples again and twisted them earning another cry from her. "Not enough. Tell me you will what "? "I will listen to you,
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The late morning light filtered softly through the sheer curtains as she stirred in his arms. Carefully, she slid his hand off her waist, trying not to wake him. But the moment her skin left his, his eyes fluttered open, watching her silently as she slipped into the washroom without a word.She didn’t return until more than an hour had passed. Her steps were slow, hesitant, as though she were delaying the inevitable. She wore a crimson-red frock that brushed her mid-ankles, her hair still wet and clinging to her skin. She hadn’t bothered with makeup or jewelry. Dolling herself up didn’t feel necessary anymore. With a heavy sigh, she lay back on the bed, her damp hair fanning out beneath her head.He, who had just been adjusting his wristwatch, paused. Sliding the timepiece off his wrist, he placed it quietly on the dressing table, his gaze fixed on her. She had taken longer than expected—intentionally, perhaps. He could’ve used the same washroom, could’ve barged in, but chose not to.
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The room was drowning in shadows, bathed only in slivers of pale blue light that filtered through the open balcony door. The moon hung heavy in the night sky, casting a ghostly glow over the cold walls. The thin white curtains fluttered with the breeze, swaying like they were dancing to a melody only they could hear. But inside, silence reigned—thick and heavy. She lay on her side, wide awake, her arm folded beneath her head, her eyes wide open yet empty, staring at nothing. Her bare toes shifted over the cool sheets, fidgeting restlessly. Every second ticked like a scream in her ears. The weight of the silence was maddening. The shadows in the corners of the room taunted her. Irritation prickled at her skin like ants crawling beneath it. With a sharp breath, she flung herself to the other side of the bed, fists clenching the sheets. Anger boiled in her chest. It wasn’t just about boredom. It was the helplessness, the rage of being trapped like a bird with its wings cut. Unable to
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"I'll chain you," he said, his words hanging ominously in the air. Adhira flinched, the weight of his statement settling like a dull ache in her stomach. She forced herself to look away, unwilling to meet his intense gaze. "You can overpower me easily," she said quietly, her voice steady but subdued. "Either in strength or speed. I’m not foolish enough to run when the odds are against me. I’ll run when it’s advantageous to me." Her words carried an edge of defiance, though her body language betrayed her unease. She leaned back, turning her head away to look at the garden ahead. It was her way of signaling the conversation was over, a subtle assertion of control in a situation where she had so little. But the silence that followed was deafening, and her thoughts spiraled. She couldn’t believe how their dynamic had shifted so drastically. Not long ago, she had never feared him. She had always been the one in control, the one who dictated the terms of their playful banter.
Her Deceiver Chapter 34
As I stepped into the garden, the warmth of the sunlight fell upon my face, a sharp contrast to the icy grip of my captivity. My heart, however, refused to thaw, clenched tight with anger and disbelief. "I thought kidnapped victims didn’t get to see sunlight or roam freely".I heard his low chuckle, a sound that sent shivers down my spine, and turned to look at him. He stood a few feet away, his sharp jawline accentuated by the golden rays of the sun. Somehow, the sunlight here seemed different, as if Russia itself had conspired to make him glow under its embrace. His piercing gaze met mine, and his lips curved into an almost imperceptible smile—a dangerous, calculated gesture that only deepened my frustration. "You’re not a prisoner here," he said, his voice calm yet firm, carrying the weight of his power. "And you’re not free either. You’re with me." The statement lingered in the air, heavy with meaning. My mind raced, grappling with the contradictions. Should I marvel at his
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I swallowed hard, my mouth dry, the terror coursing through me making it impossible to think clearly. There was no way out of this. I had to do what he said, no matter how much it hurt, no matter how much I wanted to throw it all back up.With shaking hands, I picked up the spoon again and forced another bite into my mouth, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. Each chew felt like a battle, and every time I swallowed, it felt like I was choking on glass. But I kept going, bite after agonizing bite, because there was no other option. Not while he stood there, gun in hand, watching my every move.After what felt like hours, I finally scraped the last bit of food off the plate and shoved it into my mouth. I could barely taste it anymore; everything felt numb. I set the spoon down shakily, my body trembling from the strain, and dared a glance up at him."It’s done."I muttered, my voice weak and broken. He didn’t respond right away, just stared at the empty plate for a long moment, as if d
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My hands trembled as I clamped them tightly over my ears, but it did little to muffle the sharp, deafening sound that seemed to echo in my head. The relentless gunfire rang in my ears, making my heart pound against my ribcage. I thought the nightmare was over, but the momentary silence broke when I saw him reload his rifle, his movements slow and deliberate, like a predator savoring its prey. Panic surged through me again as I squeezed my eyes shut and screamed in helpless terror, my hands pressing harder against my ears. I didn’t know what else to do—there was no escape.After what felt like an eternity, the gunshots stopped, leaving my ears buzzing, a strange numbness spreading through my body. I couldn’t hear anything anymore, not even the sound of my own breathing. It was as if I were floating, detached from reality. I wanted to lower my hands, to free my ears from the suffocating silence, but the fear of hearing that awful sound again kept them clamped in place.Slowly, I squinte
Her Deceiver Chapter 31
Her vision cleared as the tears cascaded down her cheeks, blurring the bold letters that confirmed her worst fear—she was married to him. The date on the paper was unmistakable. It was the same day as their wedding, the day she thought had been filled with genuine love. Realization hit her like a ton of bricks as she looked up at him, her eyes wide with disbelief. He had made her sign these papers along with their marriage documents. He had deceived her again. Her shock quickly morphed into anger as she tore the papers in her hand, her eyes blazing with a mixture of rage and hurt as she looked at him. "How much have you lied to me? How much have you truly deceived me?" she demanded, her voice trembling with the intensity of her emotions. He responded with a nonchalant shrug, his voice devoid of any remorse. "So much... to the extent that the papers you just tore aren't even the originals. They're just xerox copies." His words were like salt on an open wound. In a blind fury, she
Her Deceiver Chapter 30
The room was dark with a dim light enough visible to figure out silhouettes but not see the objects. She was tucked under the fluffy cotton-like blanket giving her warmth from the AC. In the dark room, lazy footsteps echoed as he walked to the tufted chair and sat down staring at her while swirling the glass of wine. Sipping the drink he rested his hands on the armchair as he leaned back crossing his leg on the other. His eyes took in her soft hair and made a curled art on the white duet while her tired face gave out the tiredness. A tinge of guilt hit him thinking she didn't eat anything for pretty good hours. But that is not the only thing he has on his plate. There is this larger thing to deal with. She was scared of him. She is scared like hell. And he guessed his behavior didn't help her. Maybe he should go easy on her and be submissive to her. After all, the mistake is his. But just by the thought, the submissive felt gross. He cannot be submissive. That isn't in his blood.
