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The turn of events in her life was awfully distressing. Stella had never in her wildest dreams thought that her happy joyful life would turn into nothing within a blink of an eye.
She was happy with her life, separated from her mafia king father's realm, into a farther place where he could never reach her. She had thought he would never interfere in her life as long as she stayed away from him albeit, despite of her every freaking attempt she anyway found herself in the world her father ruled, and as a pawn that could be used at any time.
Her eyes watered with every new thought striking her mind. She wondered about her boyfriend, who did not act like her boyfriend any more. They had not separated from each other officially. They had it broke up at all still, he acted absurd and pathetic towards her.
If it was has not been the tinge of angst in hi
(Recommend for 18+ audience)"What?" Serenity long left her senses, Stella awfully gaped at his facade as if he was not a human but an unidentified creature with disgusting features.She held her heart with both her hands in an attempt to stop it thumping so loudly as she watched him passing her a curt smile along with the light move of his shoulders, "Yes, you heard me, Stella. I want you to strip. So please, strip for me." he simply reiterated his words like it was no big deal.He did but care who she was. From the amused look of his face, it was hard to comprehend whether he really meant what he said or he was just speaking phrases in the air for fun!Her heart beats increased with every new second that passed. Alas with the passing time Stella only found it hard to cope with the situation, "I need to use the wash room." in order to avoid his intense looks, she excused.
Her eyes went to the size of saucers when he revealed his real self to her. Words ditched her throat to come out. She cursed herself for putting herself into this hell.She was stuck with a trafficker disguised as a heart throb businessman. If it hasn’t been important then she had not decided to give herself to him. But the beast was high on his desires and her body was doing no good to her either, it was reacting to his touch and dirty talks.Stella felt her thighs getting wet due to this inane action. She was hard, so very hard the knot that had formed in her stomach erupted, making her feel another orgasm in a row.He pushed her against the couch, her lower body on the floor while her upper body pressed against the couch. He spread her legs wide and pressed there hard, the bones of his palm massaging her. Stella was mindless, completely under his control.&n
***Seven years old, Stella was playing in the garden before her massive mansion with toys and her little puppy. The place was prestigious and surrounded by guards looking after her and her arrogant brother Charlie, a nineteen years old brat, was sitting nearby on a chair watching porn videos." Hey doodle come here don't go there " She ran behind her little pup who ran in the direction where her brother was sitting.The Little puppy jumped on her brother's lap barking in his baby pup tone with so much zeal as though wanting to play with him. However, being unfortunate and to his bad luck, the cell phone slipped from his hands and fell on the ground."My phone! What the heck how dare this little piece of shit do that! " He held the pup in the mid air by the back of his head and threw him on the ground mercilessly."Doodle!" She gr
(No one's POV)"Aahh!" Stella cried in pain as the pain in her back hit another level of agony. She hit the soft mattress with a force that eventually made it seem hard and hurt her. He literally threw her like a stinking sack.It felt like thousands of needles had pinched into her back at the same time and right in the same place one by one. She wriggled on the bed and the tears started flowing from her eyes in a queue.After seeing all these things still his heart did not melt and he just dashed out of the room instead of checking whether she was severely hurt or not.'You lost Stella... You lost to him.'A lone tear cascaded down her eye while she continued to wriggle there holding her stomach tight as she clutched the cloth of the shirt from her belly into her tight fists while her teeth clenched together trying to tolerate the pain that was rising i
Her words were like burning coal that was put on Max's heart. She is the sister to the criminal Charlie Miller, his baby doll's freaking nightmarish ex-boyfriend, Whom Max had been searching in every possible place on earth but it seemed that he had hidden himself in the abyss of hell.The pain in his heart kept increasing... increasing in a manner that the wine glass he was holding in his hand smashed into tiniest pieces. Some of them pricked his skin but it was baffling to recognize that he sat rigid in his place as if he did not care. As if the pain was nothing.The pain in his palm was a thousand times lesser than what he was feeling. Max grunted fisting his bloody fingers together into a ball and smacked it on the wall of his study, "Damn it!" he hissed as the hollowness inside him did not let him stay at peace."Max!!!" he came out of his lost world when someone planted a hard slap on his
" Leave me... Please lea-leave me, Max! I don't know any.. Anything. Please " Stella pleaded and cried and struggled in her dizzy state.Nonetheless there was not even a single person who could listen to her painful and attempting cries. Though he was standing precisely besides her watching her fidget under the ropes yet he uttered no word that could soothe her.Yes she was roped tightly in a wooden chair. From her hands to her legs, she was fastened in the seat helplessly that she could not even move her limbs to her own accord. Maria wanted to see her suffer. She wanted to make the Miller Blood cry and scream in the same way she had felt and endured.And to increase the level of torture, Maria ordered Kevin to use rusted old decaying rope so that her skin would catch an infection like she had when her blo
"No!!! Damn it..." Screaming loudly with his head raised up and fists clenched tight and eyes reddening with bloody hatred, Max effused his anger through growling.He was against this session however after realizing she could give solid information, Max wanted her to speak but she passed out. Her yelp shook his insides, he wished this torture to end on her but how could he overlook the fact he needed information too. She was innocent but her father!"Control yourself brother! " Maria took a step forward in order to handle her sibling, her hands trembled as he did not seem in the condition to be tamed.At this time when he was on the highest level of anger and, on the verge of frustration, he could kill his men including Maria herself yet she took the courageous step of approaching her, "M-Max!" She kneeled beside him, her tone softer than usual.Most of the time,
Stella's POV...I felt like the walls of the room which I was in vibrating due to loud noise. Feeling like my head was being hammered, I raised my head from the pillow while my ear drums hit with the distant screaming. I looked around in the room, it was the same old Max Stokes room containing his cologne.Uh, wait! I quickly gave a hurried look to my wrists and ankles as the memories of myself being tied in the chair flashed in my mind. My heart throbbed loudly and eyes blurred with tears. The slow burning recollection from that day came back bit by bit.He was there, sitting with his sister while her man asked me questions and gave me shock waves. I wondered if he would stand up and free me from that chair, shower punches over the face of that guy and take me away with him. He instead chose to be a silent spectator while I was being tortured! He... Did nothing.I scu