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*** WARNING: This chapter contains mature content such as abuse, sexual abuse, and rape. Please read at your discretion. Thank you.***---ARIA AKA REDTWO EXCRUCIATING DAYs LATER...As the gusty air sweeps across the room, my teeth begin to chatter.I am so cold. I have been stripped of all my clothes and I only have a thin sheet that covers my physique.I am tired, too afraid to fall asleep in case I am woken up by Nio, inside me, raping me.My stomach is cramping and it hurts like fuck because I haven't eaten anything since arriving in this hellhole.I haven't had anything to drink either so my mouth feels like a parched desert.I have been forced to lay on a rough, lumpy mattress that stinks of stale piss and vomit. He has bound my hands with rope and they feel as cold as ice cubes. I raise them to my mouth, doing my best to blow a long steady breath so I can feel some warmth on them."E-El-Ella..." I cry into the darkness while holding my breath, hoping to hear her response.Si
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ARTEMIS AKA WOLF I step out of the SUV, straightening my suit jacket as I fasten the middle button. I am greeted by a blonde female who looks to be in her mid-twenties. I try to keep my cool when all I want to do is storm through the villa and tear Sandros fucking head off. I haven't slept since Red was taken, and that was two days ago. I am running on fumes, and my temper has become very unpredictable. For instance, I killed my gardener this morning because he decided to trim back the red rose garden and I completely lost it. Anything to do with the colour red seems to trigger me, leaving a path of destruction in my wake. I haven't been able to stomach anything as flashes of Anastazia's death keep clouding my mind, and her face has slowly started to morph into Reds. I also haven't told Braxton about his daughter's disappearance because the last thing I need is for him to go around and fuck things up. The man is a small-time ganglord, who rides around on a motorbike instil
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***WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS ABUSE [NON SEXUAL] PLEASE READ AT YOUR DISCRETION. THANK YOU...*** --- ARIA AKA RED "Fucck!!" My body jumps with fright as I am compelled to emerge from the shadows of emptiness as a loud voice resonates across the room, piercing my ear canals. I groan and peel my eyelids open as I tug on the recliner's footrest, in an effort to extricate myself from Nio's limp corpse the second my vision clears. A scream is torn from my throat as I try to hold onto the footrest the second I am being hoisted to my feet by the roots of my hair. Pain, despair, and utter suffering permeate my muscles and every inch of my flesh. On unstable feet, with my knees on the verge of collapsing, I am forced to stare into the dark eyes of a man I once trusted. "C-Ca-leb?" I whimper with surprise and anger. "Yeah, baby girl it's me." He replies spitefully with his fingers still clutching my scalp. "W-why?" "Because your husband killed my brother." He roars, shoving me
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ARTEMIS AKA WOLF A FEW HOURS EARLIER... Eric’s sinister laugh bounces off the walls with every slash, brutal punch, and gunshot wound I tarnish his body with. He is strong, but he forgets that everything and everyone, has a price whether it be money or the life of a loved one. “If I don’t call the house at two on the dot, your wife and mistress will be shot in the head like a pair of fucking dogs and I cannot promise you that they won’t be raped like a couple of filthy prostitutes too.” I pick up the scalpel that rests on the metal tray above the table, which shows a variety of instruments that I like to play with when I torture my victims. I use it to slice open the branches of his ulnar arteries on his forearms, and he cries out in a muffled tone as he tries to remain unbreakable, which unfortunately for him, it doesn't last long. The wrath pouring from every pore of my body causes my chest to rise and fall ferociously. Blood seeps through the cracks in the concrete like a fl
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ARIA AKA REDAs I continue to glare into Caleb's dark eyes, refusing to swallow the purple tablet. His brows draw together, and he moves the gun from my chin to the side of my head. He pulls the trigger filling my ear canals and the room with a brutal ringing sound.I scream, turning my head away, and I spit the tablet out. Fear as I've never felt before consumes me entirely.Is this how I'm going to die? Will my naked body be found by strangers walking their dogs? What about my father, will he care enough to give me a proper burial, or will he toss me into the same grave as my childhood tormentor?I have so many questions racing through my foggy mind. "NO! PLEASE!!" I cry out as I feel the cold barrel of his gun pressing against the back of my head."Pick it up and swallow it." He snarls.With a trembling hand, I reach out and pick up the dirty tablet only to drop it again when the sound of the front door being kicked in, resonates through the air. I bend over, covering my head
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ARTEMIS AKA WOLF LATER THAT EVENING... As a headache develops in the back of my head, I pace the office floor while combing both of my hands through my rumpled dark hair. "I want you to show me everything. I want you to show me what it is like to be loved by the cruellest man alive, how to protect myself, and make people fear me as they do you." I am consumed by the sound of her sweet voice as her words continue to repeat in my brain like a broken record that won't stop. I approach my desk, resting the palms of my hands on the oak slab as I tower over it, and study the picture of my late first wife Anastazia, that rests next to my laptop. After her passing, I vowed that my traitorous heart would never belong to another individual again. And yet, here I am, kindling an illicit attraction. A raging fire capable of consuming both of us. It shouldn't excite or exhilarate my throbbing loins as much as it does, but the reality is I never want it to end. I have never felt this alive no
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ARIA AKA REDONE WEEK LATER...As I sit on the recliner that Artemis would occupy when he would watch me as I slept, I stare at the blank wall as I try to shuffle through the emotions that have me feeling sick to my stomach. I'm tired, too afraid to close my eyes in case I find myself standing in the middle of the living room of that forsaken house again.I've lost count of how many showers I have taken, scrubbing my skin raw because the filth, stench, and memories won't wash away from my body. Is this how I'm going to live out the rest of my days? If it is, I don't want any part of it...Artemis has been coming and leaving at all hours of the morning. It's been three days since I last saw him, and he left without a goodbye or an explanation. I thought after I expressed what I wanted from him, opening up about how I felt about him, he would have sat at my bedside until the wounds I bear on my skin healed. But he didn't and it makes my heart ache for something that I never had in t
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ARTEMIS AKA WOLF I move my hand from her hip, and I take her chin between my fingers, forcing her gaze to meet mine. Those piercing jade colour irises, a beacon in my darkness... The light at the end of my tunnel... Am I such a sucker for punishment? Rage twists in my gut. Fear bubbles up leaving a tangy, bitter taste on my tongue. She opens her mouth to say something, I will not condone her lippy sass anymore. I lower my chin, slanting my lips over hers. I have set many empires on fire for her, eliminating bloodlines and bearing scars that have no right marking my flesh. Heat, sweetness, mine... The familiar taste of her lips, like strawberries being soaked in brandy and sunlight, hits me in the gut. I need her, want her, fuck... I have to have her. As cliche, as it sounds, kissing her, has my fucking head spinning. I crush her to my chest in a possessive manner that has me seeing bright hues of lustrous red and pristine white. She writhes beneath me, I walk her bac
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ZEYNEP My eyes grow wide as fear forbids me to move. With fear-stricken eyes, I watch as Dmitri rushes to the bedroom window, pulling a ribbed black top over his shoulders. He stands in the shadows where the sun doesn't kiss the room, and he gazes out the window. Whatever is happening on the other side of the window, causes his hands to curl into tight balls of fury at his sides. The instant he looks back at me, I know it's bad. I immediately turn around, attempting to unlock the door so I can rush down the stairs and find my parents. "Net... [No...]" Dmitri growls in a hushed tone, yanking me away from the door, and he pulls me to the far corner of the room. "Get down, and don't let anyone see you through the window." He states sternly, leaving no room for me to disregard his orders. He moves along the wall, opens the closet door, and pulls out his duffle bag. He extracts two guns, twists the silencers on the barrels, and removes two clips; stuffing the clips into the back
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ZEYNEPTWENTY-ONE YEARS LATER.I stare at my reflection in the mirror, admiring the strong young woman who stares back at me. Today is my twenty-first birthday, and my parents have decided they want to celebrate it with all their corporate friends and close confidants. I usually feel like an outcast at large gatherings or in crowded places. I am the awkward girl in the corner of the room who has been sipping the same drink for three hours while watching everyone else enjoy themselves.I turn to the side, drinking in my reflection as I take note of how well the gown fits my body.It savagely clings to every generous curve the Gods have blessed me with. The silver gown that sparkles under the light heightens the sapphire blue irises in my eyes. I have my mother's red hair and my father's eyes, but somehow I have inherited my Aunt Ana's spitfire tongue.FOR ONCE, my mother has picked something for me that doesn't make me feel like I am too overly dressed; something that will draw too
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ARIA AKA REDIn a state of panic, I yank Wolf's gun out of the holster in the back of his jeans.I step around him, point the gun at the crazy lady who keeps calling him Aleksander with her gun directed at his face, and I pull the trigger. The thunderous sound of the gun discharging rockets through the atmosphere. As soon as I realise what I have done, I drop the weapon and watch as it strikes the ground.Wolf lunges forward, he rips the crying child out of his mother's embrace before she collapses to the ground.With my eyes growing larger than saucers, I lift my arms, covering my mouth with my hands. What have I done? I just murdered a woman...A mother in cold blood while her child clung to her...Regret slowly slivers up my spine, dispersing across my trembling flesh like a plague as guilt consumes me entirely. "Red... Red, are you okay?" Wolfs' thick and firm voice crashes into me like tidal waves upon the seashore, and I stagger back from the cruel impact it has upon my bod
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ARTEMIS AKA WOLFTWO MONTHS LATERWalking through the slums of Russia, I grip Red's hand tighter and draw her flush against my side.I am truly grateful that my ancestors were able to get us out of the country. As I envision the life I would have had here, I am filled with dread due to the pure evil that would have landed me in prison."I still can not believe that this is where your family originated from. You wreak of money, power and sophistication. Wolf, it is absolutely remarkable how a person's lifelong ambitions may pave the way for the prosperity of their entire family tree." She hums as she takes in the scenery surrounding us.I smile at the excitement she helplessly displays. This is her first trip abroad. If I had known sooner, I would have postponed this trip and taken her somewhere more romantic and deserving."Do you think Zeynep would want to visit Russia when she gets older?" She adds, picking an apple off a tree we walk past.I snatch the apple out of her grasp, rub
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ARIA AKA RED It's been a week since I returned home from the hospital with Zeynep. I guess everyone forgets to tell you how sleep-deprived you will become. Not because Zeynep doesn't sleep or the fact that I need to wake up every three hours at night to change her diaper, feed her, and burp her. No, that isn't the case at all because we have mastered our routine. I cannot stop glancing at her and thinking, 'Wow, I made her... she came out of me'. It is so bizarre, but also the greatest experience ever. I genuinely believed I would have difficulty coping and fall into a pit of depression, but I have not. I suppose it is because I have the best support group imaginable. What's even more out of it, is that every time I see Wolf changing Zeyneps diaper, or falling asleep on the rocking chair with her little body pressed against his chest. It makes me want to jump his bones. Seeing him in father mode seriously does something crazy to my libido, and I can not wait till I am
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ARTEMIS AKA WOLFI continuously swallow the lump that has embedded itself in the column of my throat, as I lean against the doorjamb watching Red breastfeed our daughter. A sense of pride licks my feverish skin, I feel like my life is now complete, and I try to think back as to how I got here. I sigh, shaking my head with a grin on my face as I pinch the bridge of my nose. I seriously don't know how I'm going to cope trying to keep them both safe without driving myself entirely insane. For once, I feel like my life has a purpose like I have accomplished the impossible where my heart is concerned. If only my father could see me now, blyad [fuck], I truly do hope he is rolling in the fucking grotty soil he was laid to rest in.A heavy hand lands on my shoulder, jerking me back to the present and I snap my head to the side to see a very chump-looking Deniz standing beside me."Congratulations on the birth of your daughter, my friend." He sighs with a dip of his head.I push off the do
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ARIA AKA RED Icy needles of cold water attack my searing flesh, and the sting claws at the clinging shadows of my nightmares as they continue to haunt me. Closing my eyes, I step further into the spray, willing the lingering fear and nauseousness to circle the drain around my swelling feet. A shiver consumes me, and my thoughts drift to my unborn baby and husband. The guilt, repulsion, and terror still cling to my body like a second layer of skin. I hate that Roar still bombards my conscience. "Goddamn it!" I place my open palms flat against the cool tiles and absorb the coolness of the punishing surge into my bones; my core. Every time I am ripped from reality and thrown into my night terrors, I can still feel, hear and sense Roar's presence as if he is still somehow clinging to me. A metallic taste coats my tongue, and it causes me to shudder. I won't give in to the facade of him still tormenting me when he is six feet under. I touch my belly. I won't let him ruin th
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ARTEMIS AKA WOLF As soon as I see Red enter the cafe, I stand, move to the opposite side of the table, and pull her chair. "Moy angel. [My angel.]" I hum, pressing a gentle kiss on her lips as she reaches my side. She smiles, inhaling deeply, "You smell so good, Wolf." She coos as she uncomfortably settles into her chair, although her swelling bump makes it rather difficult. I raise my hand before resuming my seat and requesting service. A young female with blonde hair and blue tips approaches our table."Hello, my name is Cammy, welcome to the Break-Away cafe. Are you ready to order?" She says in a polite, inviting tone as she presses the ball tip of her pen to her notebook. "I'll have a black coffee with a salmon and cream cheese bagel," I reply, ordering something simple as I need to get back to the office. "Just a chocolate thick shake for me with extra syrup please." Red orders, rubbing her belly with an uncomfortable expression smeared across her glowing face. A low grow
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ARIA AKA RED"Will we be taking the elevator today, Mrs Volkov?" Ivan asks me as he holds the door to the penthouse wide open.I give him a serious look as I rub my swelling belly, "You know I don't do elevators." I sigh, sliding my handbag over my shoulder. "Da [yes], my apologies." He utters with a frown on his face, "I just thought that since you are now heavily pregnant you might want to use the elevator."As I step through the door, "I am claustrophobic, me getting stuck inside an elevator is my worse dream come true." I reply while we walk to the staircase entrance."Understood," He holds the door open to the staircase. "Mr Volkov has also confirmed that he will meet you for lunch at the Break-Away cafe at one, after his meeting.""That's fine. Have you seen Ana this week?" I enquire as I begin to descend the steps utilising the handrails as my saviour.The last thing I need is to miss a damn step and plummet to the bottom of the stairs; causing me to go into labour early.It's
