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DRUNK JEALOUS?
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2023-06-29 17:39:17
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Rustling sounds, which usually make one annoyed early in the morning, were too loud to bear while sleeping. Luna slowly opened her eyes, rubbing the tip of her nose. She sat up straight, listening to two men talking.“You have two days. JUST TWO DAMN DAYS.” Carson grunted, glaring dead into Drake’s eyes.“Yes, Sir, I got it.” Drake replied, taking a deep breath, the tension in the room palpable.Carson’s eyes suddenly followed Luna’s to the bed. “Look who’s with us. If it ain’t your forbidden love,” he huffed, murmuring the last words under his breath.Luna looked down, shrugging, squeezing her chin in between her knees. Did I do something wrong again? she thought to herself, staying silent. The last thing she wanted was to draw his ire. She didn’t bother herself much since she didn’t hear him anyways, however the way he left slamming the door made her a bit bothered by it.Carson walked off without even sparing a single affectionate glance in her direction. Drake stood there startled
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Her throat felt parched, as though a raw dryness was settled in, making it hard to swallow. Her lashes trembled, threatening to let the rivers fall a-art from her eyes.All she could think about for now was the past. The past that had haunted her for years. The past that she eventually believed she had let go of. It was all coming back. The screams of her loved ones echoed in her ears like thunderstorms rumbling.“Luna?” A soft whisper in a low, husky voice, desperate to bring her out of her trance-like state. Carson’s hand softly rested on Luna’s cheek, which was burning like flames. His other hand gripped onto both of her hands on her knees, fiercely but tenderly.“Shh… it’s going to be alright,” he whispered, getting closer to her face, his eyes glazing with concern, frantic to find hers.“I… I’m sorry,” a murmur left her lips, almost quite like a still stream.Carson wasted no time embracing her. “There is nothing to be sorry about. It’s all going to be fine.” He felt a sudden ach
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A knock at the door startled her from her thoughts. Before she could respond, it swung open, revealing Carson. His eyes swept over her, taking in the elegant dress and carefully styled hair.Soon his expressions shifted into pure rage as he saw Drake kneeling in front of her, holding her hand. Drake quickly let go and stood up straight.Carson scoffed, “Seriously!”Carson's jaw clenched, his eyes darkening as he glared at Drake. "Leave us," he commanded, his voice low and dangerous.Drake hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering between Carson and Luna. Finally, he nodded, backing towards the door. "Of course, sir," he murmured, closing it softly behind him.As soon as they were alone, Carson turned his attention back to Luna. His hand shot out, gripping her chin and forcing her to look up at him. "What exactly was going on here?" he demanded.Luna's heart raced, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps. "N-nothing," she stammered. "He was just explaining my role for tonight."Ca
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“We are here,” Drake remarked, leading her into the biggest room in the mansion. Unfortunately, Luna couldn’t notice that though. “I’ll show you around,” he smiled softly, offering his hand to her.For a moment, it felt strange for him to offer a hand. ‘Does he know my weakness?’ she thought, and a series of quivers ran under her skin. She couldn’t even imagine what would happen if someone discovered that she was blind.“I’ll walk by myself. Thank you,” Luna hesitated. She really didn’t want to get caught in her act.Drake sighed and took her hand by surprise. Slowly and at a gentle pace, he moved around the room, letting her take her time to adjust. He didn’t mind her touching the things since they were hers now. But he definitely minded her living in the same room as Carson.“Here is the bathroom. Careful with the steps.” Drake seemed overly cautious about all the spots she might miss. Again and again, his actions and words made her wonder if he knew, but then again, one answer alway
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A knock at the door startled her from her thoughts. Before she could respond, it swung open, revealing Carson. His eyes swept over her, taking in the elegant dress and carefully styled hair.Soon his expressions shifted into pure rage as he saw Drake kneeling in front of her, holding her hand. Drake quickly let go and stood up straight.Carson scoffed, “Seriously!”Carson's jaw clenched, his eyes darkening as he glared at Drake. "Leave us," he commanded, his voice low and dangerous.Drake hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering between Carson and Luna. Finally, he nodded, backing towards the door. "Of course, sir," he murmured, closing it softly behind him.As soon as they were alone, Carson turned his attention back to Luna. His hand shot out, gripping her chin and forcing her to look up at him. "What exactly was going on here?" he demanded.Luna's heart raced, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps. "N-nothing," she stammered. "He was just explaining my role for tonight."Ca
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Her throat felt parched, as though a raw dryness was settled in, making it hard to swallow. Her lashes trembled, threatening to let the rivers fall a-art from her eyes.All she could think about for now was the past. The past that had haunted her for years. The past that she eventually believed she had let go of. It was all coming back. The screams of her loved ones echoed in her ears like thunderstorms rumbling.“Luna?” A soft whisper in a low, husky voice, desperate to bring her out of her trance-like state. Carson’s hand softly rested on Luna’s cheek, which was burning like flames. His other hand gripped onto both of her hands on her knees, fiercely but tenderly.“Shh… it’s going to be alright,” he whispered, getting closer to her face, his eyes glazing with concern, frantic to find hers.“I… I’m sorry,” a murmur left her lips, almost quite like a still stream.Carson wasted no time embracing her. “There is nothing to be sorry about. It’s all going to be fine.” He felt a sudden ach
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“What the hell just happened?” Luna whispered, hugging her legs in the bathtub, the lukewarm water rippling softly around her trembling body.Her mind was in turmoil, spinning with thoughts of how slaves at other houses were treated. She had heard the horrifying stories—tales of unimaginable abuse and cruelty, of slaves broken beyond repair. She knew for certain that none of them received this kind of treatment. No kindness, no care, no reprieve—especially not after trying to escape.Her lips quivered as a darker thought surfaced, chilling her to her core. What if this was a façade? What if he planned to share her, to parade her around as some kind of twisted entertainment, forcing her to perform degrading, unspeakable acts in front of an audience? She had heard those stories too. The slaves who were returned—battered and hollow-eyed—had recounted every harrowing detail of their torment.‘Maybe they were lying. Or… maybe something is weird with this guy,’ she thought to herself, biting
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Luna blinked and turned her head toward the direction of his voice. Slowly, she placed her bare feet on the cold floor. A sharp chill pierced her soles, traveling upward, leaving a trail of goosebumps along her skin. The cold seemed to seep into her very bones, heightening her vulnerability.She wore a loose T-shirt she’d found in the closet—a garment so oversized it seemed to hang precariously on her small frame, threatening to slip off her shoulders with the slightest movement. The soft fabric brushed against her skin, but its warmth was no match for the icy floor beneath her feet.Her hand was still wrapped with a small band-aid. She bit her lip, trying to steel herself against the discomfort as she cautiously made her way toward Carson. His sharp, unrelenting gaze followed her every step, each movement of hers seemingly scrutinized under his watchful eyes.“Sit,” he murmured, his legs spreading slightly as he gestured to his thighs. Luna couldn’t see them clearly, but she understoo
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The screams echoed in the dimly lit room with no windows, only a metal door containing a small bar hole. The air reeked of sweat, fear, and something metallic—blood, perhaps. The three men were tied to chairs, electric cables tightly wound around their bodies, leaving no room for escape. Sparks occasionally flew from the exposed wires, casting brief, flickering shadows on their strained faces.“Open your mouths, and this will end,” Carson said calmly, his voice low and menacing, a chilling smile playing on his lips.“You damn psycho! Do whatever you want. We are not Americans. We live and die with loyalty. No one here is going to tell you anything about our boss,” Reese growled, his voice sharp despite the pain coursing through his body. He hissed in agony as the electric current continued to surge through his veins, his muscles spasming involuntarily.Carson sighed, staring at Reese as though he were a misbehaving child. “Guess then I’ll have to hold my words on that bet.” His voice w
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The rustic metal smell filled her nostrils. She abruptly opened her eyes and tried to get out of bed.“You love to sleep, don’t you?” Carson chuckled, placing the food tray on the side of the table. Luna kept her head down, and then she realized—her collar was gone. She was free.Her hand instinctively reached for her neck. Relief washed over her as she touched the now bare skin.“Don’t get too excited. It was removed because you got sick.” Carson blankly stared at her before grabbing her chin and making her look at him. “But if you don’t behave, I can promise to put it back on. You got that?”“Ye…yes, Sir,” she replied, her lips trembling with fear.He leaned closer, grinding his teeth. Luna could feel his breath against her lips. “Good kitty. Now eat your dinner and stay where you are. Try running away once more, and I’ll take you to my dark side.” He smirked, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.“I…I’m sorry… Sir,” she stammered, almost letting her tears fall in front of him
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Somehow, hearing those words from his mouth sent a vital, electrifying sensation coursing through her veins, making her long desperately for more. No matter how profoundly she wanted to, his hand around her neck refused to permit it. His firm grip was a reminder of his control—a reminder that she was completely at his mercy.He kept grazing over her soft, pure skin like a hungry beast, not giving her a single chance to breathe. His lips were relentless, teasing her with light, feathery kisses before trailing lower, setting her body on fire. He knew exactly what he was doing, methodically working his way to her core, placing soft and gentle kisses along her trembling body. Her mind was blank, devoid of any thoughts about what might happen after this night, as if she had been consumed by a trance.She wanted to live solely in the moment, oblivious to the future that awaited her. The heat between them was undeniable, and for the first time, she wondered if giving in to this strange, forbi
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“Do you really want to keep her here?” Drake asked, glancing around the shabby room.“She should have been put here in the first place,” Carson replied calmly, his tone sharp. Drake flinched, his eyes lingering on Luna’s frail figure.“Go to your room. I’ll call you when it’s time to change the IV,” Carson ordered, putting out his cigarette with deliberate slowness. He smirked, turning his back to Drake. “Or maybe I’ll do it myself.”“Yourself? But you don’t even know the basics of how to—” Before Drake could argue further, Carson spun around, his cold glare silencing him instantly.“Shut up and leave! Always remember who’s in charge. I’m not your friend anymore, so stop talking down to me. I’ve got a limit, and you’re pushing it.” Carson’s icy stare lingered until Drake reluctantly took the cue and left the room, the door shutting softly behind him.Carson sighed, his shoulders relaxing slightly as he looked at Luna. “It’s just the beginning, and you’re already in such misery,” he mur
