TWO YEARS TWO MONTHS AGORara's eyes widened in wonder as she took in the sights of the extraordinary house. It was no ordinary display of wealth, but an enchanting masterpiece of artistry. The grand floor-to-ceiling windows beckoned her gaze, while the arrangement of cosy couches invited her for relaxation. The room was bathed in a soft glow from the wide ceiling lighting, creating an ambience of both elegance and comfort. The intoxicating scents that filled the air awakened Rara's senses, leading her to believe that Ralph was not as minimalistic as she had initially assumed. He had truly surpassed her expectations.“Mr Romano isn’t home.” The woman said. Rara hummed as she slowly twirled to view in as much as she could. “Is there something you wanna leave for him? Any message I shall deliver to him?” Rara's gaze quickly shifted towards a petite woman in her late thirties, donning a pair of dark pants. A moment of hesitation passed as Rara realized that she must meet with Ralph today
Ralph couldn't help but look at her, observing her body as she sat curled up on the stool, her eyes trembling as she scanned the surroundings in wonder. The Rohypnol he held tightly crumbled within his hands. The two mixed tequila glasses stared back at him. Examining her fragile, trembling, and innocent presence, he instinctively dropped the tiny pill into one of the glasses, observing its dissolution.“Here, it’ll help you to relax.” Rara raised her head as Ralph passed her a glass. Feeling nervous and excited at the same time, she grabbed it with her both hands and took a sip. “Is it….necessary?” She asked looking around. The room resembled his workplace with its array of unfinished paintings and sculptures. In an attempt to calm her nerves, she took another sip.“Are you uncomfortable?” He quipped grabbing the silk scarf from the table. Rara eyed it apprehensively. “No, but…it’s kind of awkward to sit here and look still.” ‘And the way your gaze is piercing through my soul, how
Did he want to have a child with me? A child with a woman who despised him? The idea almost made me laugh in disbelief while my hands tightened with anger. However, my current helpless situation added to my frustration. They were set on marrying me today, and once that happened, these insatiable monsters would suffocate me. Whatever needed to be done, it had to be done within the limited time I had.Marriage was a sacred bond between two people who loved each other, promising trust and love with God as their witness. It was meant to bring joy, not pain and suffering. The thought of any of them being near me filled me with disgust, just as much as the thought of marrying them did.I hissed as the woman behind me did my hair as I looked into the mirror in front.This exquisite silhouette forms a seamless stroke of elegance, stretching from head to toe like a magnificent pillar. Bare shoulders and décolletage bared to the world, it reveals a sweetheart neckline that moulds the bodice, ac
Death. They made me long for death, with the overwhelming darkness and terror I experienced unlike anything before. They were aware of my vulnerability and attacked mercilessly. I was willing to sacrifice anything for her–my little sister.“Scarlett…” In that tense moment, my heart raced as I locked eyes with her, observing every nuance and flicker of emotion that passed through her terrified gaze. The depth of her fear was unmistakable, betraying the desperate struggle that she was engaged in. I could feel the weight of her vulnerability pressing against my own consciousness, a profound reminder of the power that our connection held in that fragile instance. It was as if time had momentarily stood still, the intensity of her frightened expression etching itself into the fabric of my memory, as though challenging me to fully comprehend the depths of her distress. “Rara, please! Please, save me!” The sound of her desperation was reverberating through the room, as she unleashed her ang
As she slowly regained consciousness, she instantly became aware of the chilling sensation enveloping her—strong arms securely embracing her delicate waist like a snake. The cruel touch of these arms seemed to provide a sense of danger, instantly putting her at panic. Immediately, her eyelids fluttered open, allowing her gaze to adjust to the surrounding environment. A wave of chilly air brushed against her exposed skin, causing a shiver to course through her body, travel like an icy current, down her spine, creating a tangible sensation of fear that seemingly danced across her flesh. The contrast between the cool air and the warmth emanating from the arms securely holding her further intensified her anxiousness.The playful fingers, with an eagerness that seemingly mirrored her own anticipation, began to caress her erect nipples. Each touch elicited a heightened response, increasing her level of dread as she gradually comprehended the situation unfolding before her. Scarlett. The r
"Killian," she exclaimed anxiously as he widened her thighs and placed his face between her legs. Rara gasped in surprise as Killian's tongue boldly slid between her lips, starting from the bottom and working its way up to a small nub at the top. "You enjoy that, don't you, Schmetterling," Killian moaned, firmly grasping her thighs. "You taste just as sweet as I remember." Rara breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly in anxious breaths as Killian once again moved his tongue between her labia before gently sucking her clit into his mouth. "By the devil, I want to fuck you so damn hard,” Killian growled. He wrapped his arms around her quivering thighs and pressed his face against her womanhood. Rara struggled to find something to hold onto, desperately. However, Ralph held onto her tightly, caressing her breasts and nibbling on her neck, asserting his dominance. Meanwhile, his thumb gently brushed against the scar on her abdomen, a cruel reminder of the past. She had al
Alexei gently rubbed my cheek with his thumb. "I am going to kill every single last one of your blood until you are all alone," he said with an unsettling smile. Disbelief filled me as tears streamed down my cheeks whilst I observed him. I didn’t remember ho long was it till he had been taking me by force, my body was exhausted and my limbs were aching. "Th-then… then why d-don't you j-just kill me?" Tears cascaded down my face, drenching the air with a symphony of sorrow. Alexei's gentle fingers delicately brushed away a lone droplet from my cheek, displaying a touch akin to a tender lullaby. Leaning closer, his velvety voice caressed my ear, releasing words of solace that seemed to dance in harmony with the whispers of the wind. "…Because I want you to learn." I gasped abruptly as he thrusted deep inside me again. I felt him wrap my thighs around his waist as he buried his face into my neck. He piledrove into my body, fucking me as if he were punishing me. Panting loudly, I violen
TWO YEARS ONE MONTH BACKListening in on a conversation was completely justifiable when one's survival was at stake. That was the justification I gave myself as I stood outside my father's office, staying as close as possible without causing any noise. I had noticed Stefan's arrival just minutes before, and my curiosity had driven me to quickly descend the stairs as soon as the office door had shut. The intensity of their voices made it sound like they were engaged in an argument, and I couldn't resist the urge to eavesdrop.“This engagement is over, Morris.” The deep current of Stefan’s voice flowed with tension. My heart did a strange dance. Stefan was backing away from the e hegemony? What about the things he said that evening? Not that I had any expectations, but it was painful to realize that he was merely pretending when he expressed his desire to marry me. Regardless, I had no hopes attached to him anyway.“What are you saying?” my father responded with a higher tone. “I sugges