Cyra hissed as she felt him pulling out of her before he dropped his sinewy bare body over her naked one. Their mixed juices were still oozing out of her throbbing core.
“I love you, Ethan,” Cyran breathed out while panting heavily and wrapping her arms around him. The scorching pain of her body had finally started calming down, whereas exhaustion washed over her after the way she felt him devouring her for hours throughout the night.
It became impossible for her to keep her glossy eyes open anymore due to her extreme tiredness and drugged state, so she slowly closed them.
“Your Ethan must be dead by now, mi amor……” that gravelly voice and those words of that man above her were the last thing which she heard before passing out under him.
The next morning, feeling that aching in her lower region, Cyra woke up from her extremely dense sleep. She clutched her throbbing head but then she felt something which made her shoot her eyes open.
Cyra tilted her head and her blood ran cold, seeing a complete stranger sleeping beside her on the bed. They both were completely naked under that duvet which numbed her heart.
Did she lose her virginity to a complete stranger last night while thinking of him as her boyfriend, Ethan, but how? How did she get here from her birthday party? But then Cyra remembered about that soft drink which she drank last night at her 21st birthday party. It was spiked. Someone drugged her last night to take advantage of her. Was it this stranger?
Horrified, Cyra stepped down from the bed, ignoring that painful soreness in her lower region. She hurriedly started looking for her clothes which she found on the floor with his clothes.
As soon as she picked up her dress, Cyra saw a blood stained knife fall from her clothes on the ground. Her eyes enlarged. She even saw some bloody fingerprints and blood stains on her white dress which stunned her. Whose blood was it?
She tilted her head and looked at that sleeping stranger with her glossy eyes. All of this started terrifying her more and more, so she hurriedly wore her clothes to run away from him before he would wake up.
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Cyra stopped her car in front of their mansion which was one of the most expensive properties in their entire country as Cyra’s father was a very powerful and reputed businessman of their country. Exhaling a heavy breath, she got out of the car and went inside her home.
“Look, Cyra is finally here,” she heard her mother, Haelyn, saying as soon as she entered the hall of their mansion. Her parents were present there, along with Leora Alvaro and her daughter, Kaena Alvaro who passed her a smile which Cyra returned.
The Alvaro family had a very deep family relations with her family because Caius Alvaro, the head of The Alvaro family was her father, Arran Merceiz’s best friend for more than decades now.
“Belated happy birthday, Cyra,” she witnessed Kaena Alvaro, who was almost 11 years older than her, wishing her while coming towards her. She hugged her.
“It seems you had a blast last night at your birthday party,” Kaena asked Cyra, chuckling. Cyra forced her a beam which didn't even reach her eyes but then Cyra saw Kaena’s eyes roaming all over that black shirt which she was wearing over her clothes.
“Cyra, you are wearing this?” Cyra clutched the front of that shirt, at her question.
Cyra had to wear the shirt of that stranger over her own clothes because her clothes were looking torn and her entire body was covered with his teeth marks, so she needed to cover herself with something and all she got there was his black shirt at that moment.
“Actually, I was feeling a bit cold last night, so one of my friends gave it to me to wear,” She lied.
“Oh…I saw my brother, Zaiden, wearing this same kind of black shirt last evening before he left home, so I just thought…. nevermind. I can think too much sometimes,” Kaena laughed it off and Cyra also didn't take her words seriously, believing it must just be a coincidence but on the other hand, Cyra's father, Arran Merceiz, keenly heard every word of Kaena's.
“Okay, Kea. Now let Cyra go and freshen up. She might be feeling tired,” Cyra heard Leora Alvaro uttering while passing a smile to her. Cyra returned her smile but she still didn't know why she and her daughter were here at this time of the morning.
“They are here to invite us for a family dinner at their home tomorrow,” it was like her father had heard the question inside her, confused.
“Yes. My son, Zaiden has returned home after almost two decades, so your uncle Caius thought about celebrating it as a small family dinner and introducing him to everyone,” she listened to her aunty Leora.
They were almost like a big joint family who celebrated their every happiness together and even stood by each other in their every misery always, so this invitation didn't shock Cyra.
“And you all have to come. It's your uncle Caius's personal request, especially to you, Cyra dear,” Cyra passed her aunty Leora a gentle nod after hearing her.
“I will come,” she said, unaware that this dinner with the Alvaro family was going to change her entire life when she would find Zaiden Alvaro in front of her again.
“I will go to my room now,” she uttered and then hurriedly left from there whereas her father's eyes continued to remain on her retracting figure.
Cyra entered her room and shut the door behind her. Tears aggressively started rolling down from her eyes because she didn't even know what to do anymore. She lost her virginity in a drugged state to a total stranger. Now what would she answer Ethan….the man she had been in love with for the past three years?
Suddenly, she heard her phone vibrating inside her dress's pocket. Cyra took her phone out and saw an unknown number flashing on her screen.
“Hello….” She picked the call up while wiping her eyes.
“You were not allowed to leave me alone, mi amor,” and her heart went numb in pure dread, hearing that voice. It was him. That stranger man from last night.
“You were not allowed to leave me alone, mi amor,” a tear slipped down from her eyes, hearing that throaty voice and its words.“W….who are you?” Mustering all her courage, Cyra dared to ask him that question.“Someone, who touched, felt and kissed every forbidden inch of your body last night,” his words brought more tears in her eyes. Her entire body started clenching in fear.“What do you want from me? W…why are you doing all of this?” she questioned him and heard him humming in his response.“What I wanted from you, I have already taken it from you last night, Ms. Merciez but now what I need from you…..” she heard him pausing for a moment.“I will take it from you very soon, mi amor,” and those were his last words before she witnessed the call getting disconnected, leaving her completely appalled. Cyra looked at her phone and called him again but he didn't pick up anymore which filled her with more horror. Who was he? And did he drug her last night to take advantage of her vulnera
“What happened?” That voice made Cyra take her emerald eyes upward from the ground and she saw the light hazel orbs of her boyfriend, Ethan, gazing at her, confused. “N…. nothing,” she shook her head at her 25 years old boyfriend, who was sitting beside her. They both were sitting on the same bench of that park where they had been meeting each other in secret for the past 3 years. Ethan clearly caught that gloominess in her eyes which befuddled him because he had barely seen her so lost ever in his life but today, she was looking exhausted. “Did you get tired a lot after celebrating your birthday party last night?” His question made Cyra clench her fists as she didn't even have that courage to tell him what she had done last night with that stranger because she was terrified of losing Ethan. “Yes,” she lied to him, feeling like her heart was aching. She knew she should tell him the truth but she was terrified of seeing his reaction. “Don't worry. Go home and then get some rest,” h
Of all the men in this world, it had to be him? Zaiden Alvaro? Cyra's beryl orbs still couldn't believe that she was seeing that man in front of her again from whom she was wanting to escape. She wanted to run away from his very presence because she could sense that every inch of his being was going to torment her brutally. She saw his indistinct blue eyes gazing at her which immediately brimmed the corner of her own eyes with tears. Cyra was not the kind of person to cry so easily but this man's mere gaze was enough to scare the life out of her. It was like his eyes held the power of trapping her in that cage of sin which he solely possessed but little did Cyra know at that moment that….he might possess that cage of sin but she was going to be its real sinner.Keeping his eyes connected with hers, his feet made their way towards her direction which froze Cyra. She wanted to run, she wanted to scream, she wanted to hide but all she could force her body to do was just stand there and w
Her feet paused. Cyra felt like her heart had come to her mouth by seeing him right in front of her again. His predacious gaze told her that he had been waiting for her and this alerted her. Cyra clenched her palms and attempted to walk away from there because she couldn’t make that dare to stay alone with this man, even for a single second. Cyra just took a step of her but her body forced her to stand still as her eyes witnessed him coming closer to her.She knew she should be running away from him but seeing him coming closer to her, her feet refused to get away from him. Was it because of the fear of getting chased by him or was it something more deep and dark?Her blood ran cold, seeing him eliminating the distance between their bodies. His eyes dared her to look away from him and like a compliant slave, her eyes submitted to his unsaid warning without even trying to fight. What had happened to her?Suddenly his phone started ringing which he was holding in his hand and Cyra saw
Completely numb, Cyra saw that man coming closer to her who had now started becoming like the biggest sin of her life. Her grip tightened around her phone and this time she forced her feet to listen to the voice of her mind….that she should keep her distance from him.His eyes caught her walking back but at the same time, they also noticed that broken railing behind her which her eyes could not catch because of the darkness of the night.“If you were so curious to know about me then you could have just come to me and ask me whatever you want to know about me?” He uttered to her, calmly like they both were each other's best friends, so she could directly ask him anything about his own self.His feet continued to eliminate the distance between their bodies while her steps also didn't stop from reducing that elimination of distance between them.“I could have given you a better and more detailed illustration about what kind of person I am, mi amor,” his words made Cyra swallow.“How do yo
“Did you think, Ms. Merciez?” Frigid, Cyra gazed at him. She really never thought about those consequences which were going to occur once she would tell everything to everyone and her apprehensive expression said that all to him.“You will tell your father regarding all of this and this would ruin our families’ relations. It would break our fathers’ decades of friendship,” he uttered and it continued to fill her with more and more fright when she attempted to look upon the coming aftermath.“Your father will believe you but it won't be the same from my father's side because he will believe his own son rather than you. Then, this matter might go in the hands of the police and then it will get revealed in front of the entire world where ….” He paused and looked into her beryl eyes more keenly where he saw that terror gleaming in them.“Every person in this entire country might get aware of how Caius Alvaro's son drugged Arran Merciez’s daughter to take advantage of her and then….the pol
The cold breeze of the night continued to shudder her body but it could not shiver that fear Cyra's heart had been feeling at that moment by seeing that pernicious calmness in his cerulean eyes. That serene smile remained intact on his face, even though he knew he was pushing both of them on that treacherous edge of losing their lives but none of this could fade that repose look on his face and this told her what kind of menacing insanity he possessed inside him.“Give that phone to me, Ms. Merciez,” she heard him saying to her. His hand tightly gripped her wrist which caused more tears to roll down from her eyes. How could someone be this crazy? He was playing with both of their lives just to make her lose, even if that loss involved losing their own lives?Cyra refused to give up to his madness and tightly gripped her phone. She knew she should scream for help. Her parents would definitely listen to her screams of her help and might even succeed in saving her from this man's madness
“Cyra Devil Alvaro,” amiably breathing that name against her mouth, he pressed his lips against her delicate ones which froze Cyra for a brief moment, especially when she heard that name escaping from his mouth and what it actually meant. Cyra Devil Alvaro…..Cyra Zaiden Alvaro. That mere name had started evoking countless emotions inside her which she had never felt before.He gently sucked on her lower lip, taking Cyra out of her deep thoughts. She finally realised how her mind got fixed at that name instead of focusing on how his mouth was touching her without her consent. How irrational she had turned?Cyra immediately turned her head away in order to stop him from kissing her. She thought he was going to be aggressive with her for denying his touch and might hurt her too but he just stopped kissing her and then pressed his forehead against her temple which felt more terrifying than his kiss, to her? Why did this man behave so calmly whenever she expected him to be angry? His calmn
Delicately kissing her, he gently teased her drenching slit down there, which made her clutch his naked biceps. He did his best to keep her attention fixed on their kids, but her body had already started tensing up, so pulling his head back, he looked into her glossy eyes.She was looking extremely scared and nervous, which made him exhale a soft sigh. Getting up from her, he sat on the bed, and pulled her on his lap.Her bare legs surrounded him, whereas her breathing accelerated by feeling their nakednesses pressing against each other. He felt scorching, extremely hard and huge, like he was going to tear her apart, and this terrified her.Even just his fingers hurt her first, then how would she be able to take him?He held her on his lap, and noticed she had lowered her head and had even kept her eyes closed. Her palms were tightly holding onto her shoulders. He could clearly feel her stiffness.“Will you calm down a bit?” He uttered to her in his husky yet calm voice. She slowly op
Allura felt his mouth hungrily consuming hers, while his tongue massaged every corner of her mouth. His hands restlessly ripped her wet clothes apart from her body, which made her aware of how desperate he was to claim her as his. This didn't shock her because she already knew how badly he wanted her. She was aware of how sickly he needed her, and now the only difference was that….she had finally realised she needed him just the way he required her.Called it wrong, called it right….. some things didn't belong to those boundaries of worldly judgements, and what they both felt for each other, that feeling could not be held back by those judgements. It was theirs. That feeling belonged to both of them.Just them, so only they had the right to endure, feel, twist it as per they desired.Her shredded clothes fell on the ground. Allura tried to mimic his actions but she was too inexperienced to match with that madness he was kissing her. It was like he was going to eat her raw, whereas for
She heard his steps getting closer to her, which shuddered her very being. Did he take her family away from here? Did he harm them to take his anger out on them? Rage burst inside her body.She could have endured any pain he would have given her, but not to her family. She would never accept him harming her family for satiating his vengeance.Suddenly her eyes fell on the table beside the bed, where she saw a knife on the top of it. Unable to think about anything else, she dashed towards that knife and grasped it.Allura finally turned around to face him, and her heart ached the moment her eyes collided with those reddened teal eyes of his, which were already glowering at her.Zace glared at her with his nefariously intoxicated eyes, but his heart froze the moment he finally got the glimpse of her unconcealed eyes, which exactly resembled that motherfucker, Arran Vezar. So all this time, even her eyes were betraying him?Was all of this really a lie? Just a lie?He knew she would be h
Glasses after glasses, he had been continuously drinking from the past one hour. His throat had started burning, along with his eyes, which had turned red, both due to his intoxication and wrath, but most important pain. That pain, which she had given so ruthlessly. She just not only used him and his emotions, but she used his love. From the beginning, she knew who he was, and what they both were supposed to become for each other, but yet she chose to play with him while showing him her facade of innocence.She attempted to destroy him, and she completely succeeded in it. He was feeling completely shattered, broken and destroyed.When his glass got empty again, he aggressively threw it on the floor, breaking it into pieces, and then grabbed the entire bottle of liquor, and started chugging down the liquid directly from it.How could she do this to him? How could she be so cruel? She knew what she had been doing, she knew how badly he had been getting addicted to her. She knew how ins
Their gazes bored immensely deeper into each other, where his eyes were burning with the pain of hatred and betrayal, whereas hers were blurring with tears of pain and helplessness. It should have never been like this.Hatred had always been the existence of their closeness, so how their serenity ended up existing in the essence of love? How and why? Why did it happen to them?Allura saw that rage in his eyes melting down into pain as he stared more into her watery eyes. It was painful for her. For some unknown reason, she could not watch him suffer so much. Was it because she knew how much he and his family had suffered and was still suffering, or it was because she knew he was the only person who could end all her sufferings? She didn't know. She just knew that she didn't want to see him in so much pain, especially because of her.Gathering all her courage, she lifted her hand up and tried to touch him, but he grasped her wrist in the middle. He violently twisted it behind her back
Completely numbed, Allura watched his steps heading in her direction. His gaze remained fixed at her eyes so blankly that it shivered her soul, and made her feel like her heart broke down into tears. What had happened? Why was it hurting so much? Why could she feel his presence radiating extreme amounts of pain? His feet paused right in front of her. For a brief moment, he just gazed into her glossy eyes, which watered more the way he was staring at her. Allura saw him extending both of his hands in her direction, where one of his hands was holding a bouquet of roses, while the other was grasping that gun. It filled her with more pain.Allura looked down towards his hands, and noticed his hand, which was holding roses, had turned extremely red and even swollen, like his skin was on the edge of tearing up, and the palm, which was holding that gun, was already bleeding, as his knuckles were looking badly injured. What had happened to him?Her glossy eyes continued to gaze at his both ha
After finding out about how far Zace's madness had gone for Allura, that he not only ended up forcefully marrying her but he also allowed her to be with Aivren, and that thing made Lieve understand, his obsession for her had reached its peak. She had started mattering to him, more than anyone and anything, and that was not acceptable to Lieve.And she had been waiting for a moment like this to burst out the truth in front of him, so this was the perfectly correct time.“She is Allura,” Lieve seethed out at him, clenching his collar. Her eyes gazed into his maliciously dark eyes, which were fixed at her.“That girl is making a fool of you, and you were letting her do it willingly,” she spat at him.“Elysia is Allura Vez….” Zace didn't let her finish her sentence by grabbing her neck in an extremely brutal grip. His breathing had laboured. His face had flushed red. His eyes wore the most cruel shade of brutality.“If you are lying about this …..then I will fucking kill you with my own h
Zace finished his meeting with his clients as fast as he could because he was restless to return back to his wife. Yes, he was desperate to go back to his kitten, especially after knowing she wanted to talk to him about something, and he couldn't wait. Everything related to her automatically became his priority.Nothing like this had ever happened to him. He had never felt like this for anyone. Something like, the air around him had started suffocating him without her presence, but in her presence, life seemed to turn into a blissful feeling which he wanted to live over and over again.With her, life didn't feel like a cruel punishment, and death, its only cure. With her, living this life felt like an alluring blessing. Even pain felt better with her.Was it love? He still didn't know what to call it.And how he wished if he could tell all of this to his little sister because he knew she had all the answers to his every question.His Aiv was his solution to his every problem. She unde
Allura tried to get up, but felt a slight winching in her lower region. It was not painful but rather a tingling feeling. It felt weirdly good. What was she even saying? She had lost her mind.Getting up, she sat on the bed and started looking here and there. It was too dark as he had shut almost all the lights of his room, so she couldn't succeed in catching anything, except for the fact that his room seemed extremely big like the rest of the other rooms here in this manor.After waiting a while, she heard him getting out of the bathroom. He turned on the dimmed lights of the room, which made it possible for her to see him, and her heart jiggled, seeing him only in a towel. He had not even dried his body. Water drops were dripping from his hairs and skin.Her eyes audaciously roamed all over his half naked body, until they reached his face and she saw that smirk dancing on his face.“Impressed, are we, Mrs. Alvaro?” He grinned, making her frown, but when she saw him removing his towel