Warning: Mature content, psychological Sully, a young lady of House Star, is kidnapped on her wedding day by the head of House Silverclaw. The head decides to give her to one of his daugthers as a slave, but his eldest son intervens and wants her for himself. Thus begins a forced married life between Sully Star and Damien Silverclaw. Sully wants to end House Silverclaw. Yet, she finds herself falling for her husband, the one she should hate. With his intimidating yet alluring presence, he seems to pull her towards him. Can she succeed in her plan, or will she succumb deeper and fall for her enemy?
더 보기Mother fussed over me a lot. She cried about my wounds and then cried about Sully. She asked me how she was and if she was hurt. I assured her that Sully was okay.But truth be told, I did not know. I did not like Sully with Demian Silverclaw, even though I did not know him well.Sully whispered into my ear that Demian helped me survive the game and that he was the one who shot arrows. She told me not to mention it to anyone, so I did not. I did not tell Rose about it either.That was why I believed Sully had a hold over Demian Silverclaw, since he listened to her and protected me. That was going against his own father. He still did it for Sully.In my opinion, telling Father of this would be a good idea. But I decided to listen to Sully. Since she told me not to tell anyone, I would not tell anyone. I valued her words more than anyone else’s.Selina put ointment on the whip marks on my back. They did not hurt as much as before, although there was always a tingle of pain when I tried
I stared at the man who the guards escorted to my father. He was filthy, his blond hair full of mud and filth, his clothes ripped from places. He had dried blood on his face and the parts of his body that was visible.The man was my brother, whom I could barely recognize.I wanted to hug him and bury my face in the crook of his neck, no matter how filthy he was. He was alive, at least.But I could not hug him since Father was asking him questions, without letting him to change and clean himself first.“Who let you out, you said?” Father asked. He had asked the same question before.“Rose Silverclaw, the daughter of Aunt Rosalia,” Jace answered.“Why did she help you?”“She doesn’t want to stay there, at such a monstrous place. She said her father makes her do cruel things that she doesn’t want to do. If she doesn’t do as her father says, he will get rid of her. She said she will help Sully too.”“Tell me everything about what is going on there and about your sister,” Father said.Jace
The fire almost burned the entire tower. It had been so big that it was almost impossible to control it. It took a while to bring the fire under control. By then, more than half the tower was burnt.It was where Kiara lived. When they brought her out, we could not recognize her. Her hair was burned off and her whole body was burnt. Red flesh peeked from under all the soot.She was dead. Well, that was no surprise. She was burned too badly.Before we could process this, the guards found Jace’s cell empty. When they came to notify Alexander of this, everyone turned immediately to me, as if I had something to do with it.“I don’t know how it happened!” I said quickly.“You don’t know?” Alexander asked, his voice dangerously on edge. “You fucking don’t know?”“She was with me,” Damien said calmly, pulling me back by my hand.“She was with you how?” Luke asked. “For all I know, she could have sneaked out to free her brother in some way, although she doesn’t look the type to be that much br
Demian took me more times than I could count. At some point, I lost consciousness, only to wake up with his cock inside me.It was morning. Demian and I went to have breakfast. I felt like everyone knew what we had been up to the previous night and could not look them in the eye.I was sore. It was hard to walk. That was even more humiliating.“Are you feverish?” Dela asked. “You don’t look well.”“No,” I said quickly. “I’m fine.”Demian smirked at me. I pretended not to notice.My back was hurting as well. Having sex for so long was not a good idea.Demian would not go out in a few days, which meant more sex. I was pretty sure Demian would want to. He had been touching me all the time since last night.I felt guilty about Ruben though. He was dead and we were… It was not like he was someone very close to me, yet I felt bad.I tried hard not to meet Rosalia’s eyes. That would make me feel even more guilty.After breakfast, Demian took me to our bedchamber straight away and we began wh
Damien rubbed his cock against my folds. I tensed up. I had never done this before. I only read about it.I was a little anxious. What if it was not as magical as I read in the books? What if it was boring? That was unlikely though. If Damien’s fingers could make me go crazy, his cock would make me feel something much more intense.He rubbed himself for a long time. And then, he entered. The tip first. Then a little more. More. And more. Until he was entirely inside me. He had entered slowly to not hurt me.I gasped, arching my back. It was much different from his fingers. With his fingers, I did not feel this much full.“Don’t hold your breath,” he said, his voice a little strained, as if he had a hard time talking. “Breathe out.” I did as I was told.He pulled himself out and before I knew it, he slammed his cock back inside. I cried out, digging my nails into his thighs over his pants.And the rhythm started. Damien was relentless as he mercilessly thrust inside and brought it out.
Demian’s hands pried my legs open. I felt vulnerable and at his mercy. It was something I liked, but also did not like. I was confused how I felt about this position.He was still fully clothed. I felt alone since I was the only one naked without any cloth covering my body parts. Not that I hated it. I quite enjoyed being looked upon. I liked the way Demian’s eyes feasted on my skin. I liked the thrill, the prospect of being devoured by him.He put his head between my legs and I shuddered as his warm breath fell on my folds. He rubbed them with his fingers.“You are already ready for me, my darling,” he said. His voice husky. I could hear the desire and want in his voice. It was making me want him even more. There was nothing more attractive than having a man want you as much as you want him, if not more. “Are you wet for me knowing what I will do to you? How I would fuck your cunt with my cock? Is that what you are thinking about?”I blushed and looked away. Demian had lit a few candl
I walked quickly to our room. I was not angry at Rose. How could I be angry at someone who lost her brother just yesterday? I could feel a little bit of her pain, but not all. I would not feel anything if Kyle died, but Jace… He was the brother I cared about. He was one of the most important people of my life.Well, I had an ulterior motive too when I visited Rose. I actually wanted to make sure whether she would go through with the plan or not. I did not ask her outright. It would seem too cruel.I opened the door to our chamber. There was no guard outside. Demian did not like having people outside our door. I did not like it either. Besides, it was weird to have someone near who could hear whatever Demian and I were doing.I walked in. The room was dark. Why did the maids not lit the candles?Someone grabbed me by the throat and pressed me against the wall as he closed the door with another hand. Just by the touch, I knew it was Demian. Besides, there was the particular scent about
Ruben was not just my twin. He was a part of me. When he decided to jump out of the window, he decided to leave me behind.I took a look into the mirror. Instead of my red eyes and puffy cheeks, I saw Ruben there- standing after a long time. He was always in bed. I could not remember the last time I saw him standing.Yet, he had enough strength to walk to the window and jump out.I did not believe anyone threw him through the window. It was not like I did not think our family members could not do it. They certainly could, but why would they do it? They did not have any reason to kill someone who never posed as a threat. Ruben had been sickly and bed-ridden. He could not stand for more than a minute without his knees buckling beneath him.Now he was gone. I would not hear him say my name. I could not even remember the last thing he said to me. I tried many times to remember. What kind of sister did not remember what her brother last said to her? I felt terrible. No matter how much I tr
My mother gave a dagger to me, which I carried with me all the time. Her father gave it to her when she was young. She passed it on to me when I was nine.“Look at the red stone on it,” my mother said as I sat beside her on the grassy ground of the garden. Mother loved to spend time in the garden under the clear sky, surrounded by trees and flowers. “It looks like your eyes.”“We have the same eyes, Mother,” I said.“My father was gifted the stone by a merchant. It reminded him of my eyes. So he had a dagger made and adorned it with the red stone. He then gave it to me on my ninth birthday,” she said. Mother adored her father. Whenever she talked of him, her eyes would shine brightly. “Now, it belongs to you.”Red eyes were very rare. My mother got her red eyes from her grandmother from her mother’s side. Among my mother’s children, only I had red eyes. Mother said the dagger belonged to me because of my eyes.“When you have children, you will give it to your red eyed child. Only one
I tried to move. My legs, my arms, anything. But I could not. I was chained to a wall, like an animal. My arms and legs were bound and there was a chain around my neck.He was here. I could feel him. I could hear the steady rhythm of his breath.I heard his footsteps getting nearer. I wanted to close my eyes, wait for it to happen. If I closed my eyes, probably the whipping would not hurt as much as before. But I did not. As he stepped in front of me, I glared at him defiantly.I hated him. I hated his family. I hated his name. I hated everything about him.“Why so angry, darling? I am your husband. You should show some love for me,” he said, a crooked smile playing at the side of his lips. Through the gap between his lips, I could see his sharp fangs, ready to sink into soft flesh.“Fuck you!” I yelled.“Tsk, darling. You are a noble born lady. Why be so vulgar?” He crouched down in front of me. His fingers trailed my face to my neck. I sucked in a breath. “Be sweet. Like you are rai...
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