BRIELLE’S POVThe sun rays from the nearby open windows shone straight down on Brielle's eyes, and she was sitting up on the bed in an instant. Blinking her eyes slowly and rubbing furiously at them so she could see well, Brielle slowly opened her eyes, yawning loudly.It was morning again, another day where she would sit alone from morning to night doing nothing. Thinking about Lord Darius almost every time didn't automatically translate into any duty, and she let out a small smile at the thought of him again. Yawning again, Brielle calculated in her head that it was just three days since the Lord of the manor had embarked on his journey, and shrugging her shoulders, eyes swooning, a blush crept up her cheeks.She missed him so much… so much that it hurt, and she didn’t know what to say about this. ‘He doesn’t give a fuck about you, Brielle….’ She tried to remind herself, but she still thought of him.Not to mention her nights were filled with satisfying orgasms she had while ple
MADELINE’S POV"Are you all set for tonight?" When she heard Lady Delilah's voice, Madeline's face lit up, and she leapt from the bed she was sitting on. She'd been waiting for the mistress since she’d been summoned. However, when she arrived, Madeline was told she'd gone out on a quick errand. Making use of the free time, she’d been so lost in her thoughts, seated on the bed and fidgeting her fingers anxiously as her mind drifted, that she probably hadn't heard Lady Delilah come in. “Yes, ma…” Madeline trailed off, curious about what had been said earlier because she didn’t quite catch a thing. "I'm referring to the mission. Are you all set for tonight?" Lady Delilah inquired again, a sinister smirk on her face, and Madeline's dark smile mirrored hers. "Yes, yes, I am fully prepared." She replied reassuringly, nodding once. "Wonderful, wonderful..." Lady Delilah said satisfactorily, and Madeline watched as the woman confidently paced around the room. Tonight, Brielle would be
DARIUS POVHalf-naked strippers in nothing but panties and bras flocked to Darius, but he politely declined their advances at every turn. He'd come to this bar at the request of one of his most important business clients, and they'd gotten halfway through their deal, but now they were resting. Sipping his whiskey and setting the glass cup in his hand on a nearby table, he straightened his suit and adjusted himself in his seat. Looking around, Darius noticed the supposed business client being sucked out by a naked lady on her knees, and he dragged his gaze away from the repulsive sight. Darius picked up his cup again, slightly ruffling his hair, and began to down the contents in large quantities, pouring more whiskey. While he sat casually looking around, more and more women approached him, but it never occurred to him to grab any of the blonde or brunette-haired ladies by the waist and have his way with them. He wasn't just feeling like it this evening, and if he slept with any o
BRIELLE’S POV The journey to the Jeep lining outside the castle felt tense and potentially deadly. Brielle was terrified by the ambient silence, which combined with the eerily quiet atmosphere safe for the sounds of birds and crickets chirping, and she felt as if she was walking to her doom. Lady Delilah had come to her room earlier, telling her about the supposed trip they were going on tonight, and the bad feeling she had been having for days had returned in full force. She couldn't shake the feeling, and each step she took increased her anxiety. The maids escorting her to the arranged vehicle all had nonchalant expressions on their faces, and she couldn't ask them anything because she knew they were as clueless as she was. 'Does she want to take you shopping?' 'Don't you think she has some other motivation for this?' 'I smell danger, Brielle.' This time she was mind-linking with her wolf, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't cut off the weak animal. Worse, she w
BRIELLE’S POVThe journey seemed to last an eternity. Brielle had already lost track of time since the Jeep started moving. She'd dozed off halfway through the journey, the cool night breeze lulling her to sleep, and now she was wide awake, her eyes alert as she looked around the car. Brielle noticed Madeline was wide awake, hands up her chin, and she seemed to be thinking seriously about something, thanks to her wandering eyes. At the same time, she opened her mouth to say something to her, but her pride and ego wouldn't let her, so she quickly closed it. She wouldn't be the one to initiate a conversation only to be ignored; she couldn't accept that. The conversation they had before the car started was a clear indication that Madeline was channeling her inner vest towards her. Brielle should have known before this time that Madeline didn't like her and was only using her for her benefit. Thankfully, her instincts had been correct when she decided to avoid a bit of Madeline, an
DARIUS POVDarius jumped out of bed, eyes wide open, sweating profusely as if he'd just finished a marathon. His heart was pounding furiously, and he was experiencing sharp twinges of pain in his lower abdomen, chest, and back. He let out a small yell, clutching his chest tightly, trying to alleviate the pain in any way he could. He began by looking around the room, curious as to why he had awoken so late, but no one was there except him in the large suite. He looked at the large doors, too, checking to see if it was open, but it was duly locked and just the way he had left it when he had arrived from the club earlier.He'd had a dream, hadn't he? He asked himself, blinking twice and trying to remember something, but nothing came to mind. The sharp pain in his chest pulled at him again, and this time he clutched himself tightly, trying to alleviate the ache while trying to think of a logical reason why he was feeling this way. The only time he'd felt like this was when Eve was i
BRIELLE’S POV"Please, Please..." Those were the only words that flew out of Brielle’s lips when she felt hefty hands pulling her out of the car. The gunshots from earlier continued to fill the air, increasing in volume, and she could hear voices speaking around her. Whoever was holding her body had one of his arms around her neck, squeezing it tightly to stop her from talking, and she couldn't even turn to look around. She kept wiggling, beating the heavy arms around her with her two hands, pulling and struggling, but all her attempts to break free were futile. Everywhere was dark, and dragging her gaze back toward the stationary vehicle where she had been seated, Brielle’s panic increased as she watched the car become smaller and smaller.Brielle could still see Madeline seated comfortably, hands on her head, and looking away from them; she had the heartbreaking realization that Madeline knew what was happening. Madeline wasn't even moved, and the more she was dragged away on t
MADELINE’S POVThe screams from Brielle were the highlight of Madeline's evening, and as she watched from the window, she felt a huge sense of relief wash over her almost immediately. Finally, one of her obstacles was out of the way.Laughing heartily, Madeline instantly froze when she heard her name being screamed from afar, and she felt like turning around, looking at Brielle in the face, and telling her that she had indeed been betrayed, but well, she kept her calm.It would make the poor girl feel even worse, and Madeline laughed sarcastically at the thought. Her hands stretched out, Madeline locked the car doors properly, and then sitting with her gaze straight, she started to think of her next cause of action.Brielle was out of the way, and now her next target was Lady Delilah.Getting the mistress out of the way would be difficult; Madeline knew this, but she would not back down or relent. While she was still thinking, she noticed someone pass through the tinted windows of