《UNBIDDEN DESIRES 》全部章節：第 1 章 - 第 10 章

ARIANA My name is Ariana Winslow, and I am 23 years old. I live with my three brothers, Matthew, Ethan, and Gabriel. Our dad passed away in a car accident while rushing to the hospital from work to see my mother, who was about to give birth to me. My mother was determined not to give birth before my dad arrived. Because of the complications, the doctors had to perform a c-section to deliver me. The next day, when my mother received the news of her husband's death, she left the hospital and has been missing ever since. No one knows where she went. This is a brief story that my brothers have shared with me. Now, let me give you some insight into how I was raised by my brothers. My brothers became my pillars of support from a young age. They were just teenagers when our father passed away, but they stepped up and took on the responsibility of raising me. Even though they had no idea of how to raise a newborn, especially a girl, they raised me. They became my protectors, my role mode

Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision. I wanted to scream, to lash out, but fear and shock paralyzed me. The room felt suffocating, the walls closing in as his sneer deepened. He seemed to take pleasure in my silence, a twisted satisfaction flickering in his eyes. "Answer me,wife," he demanded, his voice a low growl. "Do you understand now?" I swallowed hard, the taste of blood still fresh on my tongue. Slowly, I nodded, knowing it was the response he wanted. Defiance would only bring more pain, and I couldn't afford that right now. Not when every part of me ached with the need to survive. Suddenly, a noise like a gunshot rang out from outside, startling us both. His grip loosened slightly as his attention was momentarily diverted. Seizing the opportunity, I pulled away and stumbled towards the door. My heart pounded as I fumbled with the handle, desperation fueling my every movement. "Get back here!" he bellowed, but I was already out, sprinting down the dimly hallway. M

She nodded slowly, her eyes filled with sympathy. "Yes, you've been unconscious for five months. We had to keep you sedated to ensure the baby's safety. The man you refer to as 'him', I mean your husband, wanted it that way." My heart sank at her words. Five months of my life gone, and lost to a nightmare I couldn't escape. The room seemed to spin as I struggled to process the enormity of what she'd said. I was pregnant with his child and had been kept in a drug-induced sleep for months. I tried to gather my thoughts, but the horror of my situation made it nearly impossible. "Why? Why would he do this?" My voice was barely a whisper, trembling with fear and confusion. The nurse hesitated, glancing towards the door as if she expected him to walk in at any moment. "He... he said he wanted a family," she replied, her voice low. "He wanted to make sure you couldn't run away or resist him. This was his way of controlling you completely." A sob escaped my lips, the reality of my situat

The sight of him walking towards me sent a fresh wave of terror through my body. His smirk was a cruel reminder of everything he'd done to me. Desperation surged within me, and I darted towards Gabriel, hoping for some protection. "Gabriel, help me! Get this madman out of our house!" I pleaded, my voice breaking. But before I could reach him, Gabriel's hand shot out, stopping me mid-air. His grip was firm and stiff. He clenched his teeth, his eyes cold and hard. "Yes, he's leaving," Gabriel said, his voice tight with controlled anger. "But you're leaving with him." I stared at my brother, my mind reeling. "What do you mean?" I asked, confusion and fear blending together. "Why would I go with him? He kept me prisoner! He—" "Cut the crap, Arianna," he snapped, cutting me off. "We know everything. From when you decided to run away and get married to this..." He gestured toward my swollen belly. My heart sank. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Gabriel, you can't be serious. He

I woke up the next morning with the pale light of dawn seeping through the heavy drapes. Every part of my body ached, but the worst of the pain throbbed between my legs, a cruel reminder of the previous night’s horrors. As I tried to shift on the bed, a wave of nausea swept over me, and I closed my eyes, willing myself to stay calm. The room was eerily silent, the kind of quiet that came after a storm. I was alone, but the presence of his cruelty lingered, a suffocating weight that pressed down on me. I forced myself to sit up, biting back a groan as pain shot through my body. Each movement felt like a battle. Slowly, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up, wobbling slightly. The room spun for a moment, but I steadied myself, taking deep breaths. I glanced at the large wedding picture on the wall, my face staring back at me with that forced smile. It felt like a mockery, a reminder of the life I was now trapped in. I made my way to the bathroom, each step a painfu