"Didn't" I said you will face hell for trying to escape, little girl?"She looked at him with fear visible in her eyes. Her breath laboured as she watched the sinister look in his eyes, the dark glint that promised her destruction in his hands. However, she watched as anger flashed through his eyes the next moment as his gaze fell on her cheek. Elijah gritted his teeth in anger and looked at his men with a fierce look in his eyes. "Who slapped her?" He asked in a low threatening voice which sent shivers down everyone's spine. Andrew, the one who had slapped her, took a step forward as he glared at Amara. "It was me." He informed. "The bitch was creating a drama and giving us a hard time. I slapped her and she-" His words died in his throat when he was shot straight between the eyes the next moment, dark crimson blood flowing out of his head and tainting the ground. Amara screamed in terror as she watched his dead body falling on the ground, right next to her. His dead eyes stared st
Two days later. "So you are ready to marry that orphan now?" Aiden asked, disgust laced in his tone as he looked at Killian. "What happened to the Killian who never bowed in front of anyone?! How can you let a mere girl rule your life? If she is pregnant, then let her give birth to the baby and throw her out of your life. You don't have to marry that low-life orphan!" He hissed in anger, slamming his hand on the desk roughly. "Your uncle can't force you to marry her. Show him your fucking power, he needs you more than anything else to run the empire because that pathetic son of his is a fucking goody two shoes to handle the mafia business. It's only you who can rule the mafia with an iron fist and your uncle is aware of it. He won't make his son the leader because he knows it will only lead to the downfall of the Suvillians!" Hayden growled, his jaw clenched in anger. When the news of Killian being forced to marry Amara reached them, they couldn't control themselves and drove to Ki
A gasp left her lips as she gazed into the dark orbs. The dark orbs looked familiar, the ones that were similar to the man who was the reason behind her destruction. The orbs that always carried darkness, anger and a sadist glint in them.But the only difference was that the eyes she was gazing into didn't carry any darkness in them, instead had a peaceful calmness and warm glint in them. They weren't the eyes of her tormentor. No, such emotions can never be there in the eyes of Killian. The man in front of her was someone else, having the same eyes as Killian and that alone terrified her. She immediately yanked herself away from him, taking a step back in utter fear but her leg twisted and she found herself in his arms again, this time his grip on her tightening protectively. "Calm down, Kitten."His husky voice greeted her and her toes curled up, in terror. The man scared her, every other man out there did and he was no different. "Let me go." She was proud that her voice didn't
The next few days went peacefully for Amara. She didn't face the Suvillians or receive any news from them. It brought her some relief, although she knew it was only temporary. It was the calmness before the storm and she knew her life would be destroyed once it hit her. A mirthless smile formed on her face. Her life is already destroyed. She was going to marry her rapist, born his child and live her life with him. Can anything get worse than this?That is until she was told that she was about to get married to Killian's cousin. It took her by shock. She wasn't expecting it. She didn't know what to feel, relief that she wasn't getting married to Killian or fear that she was going to be married to an unknown man, someone she had never seen in her life and most importantly, someone who could destroy her life more. From her experience with the Suvillians, she knew they were monsters beneath the human skin. They knew no mercy, no humanity and any person who carried Suvillian blood in the
Three days later. Wedding.The dream of many girls. We imagine it to be a fairytale, with our prince charming riding on a horse to claim us, a wide smile on his face and his eyes shining with love. Isn't it what we are told always? But the reality for Amara was different.She wasn't getting married to a prince charming. No, her to-be husband was a rapist, forcing her into this sham of a marriage. Instead of a smile, his lips were curved into displeasure and the eyes which meant to shine with love were burning with hatred and anger as he waited for her in the alter. She didn't get any fairytales, instead, a nightmare was forced on her fate from which she had no escape. Three days had passed in the blink of an eye and the moment she feared was right in front of her. She didn't imagine she would be doing this, marrying Killian out of all the men out there. But again, did she have any choice? She was forced into this, just the way she was forced by him that unfaithful night which took a
Crimson blood scattered on the ground and Amara's painful scream rang in the air, its echo resounding in the desolate silence. Her face turned pale and a few drops of blood landed on her face, tainting her skin with crimson.Her tear-filled gaze locked onto Killian, his jaw was clenched tightly as he held his arm. His right arm was relentlessly bleeding where the bullet had found its mark, piercing through his skin brutally. His eyes snapped to her and she flinched, the blood making her take a step back in fear. She watched as a glint passed through his eyes, something very close to fear which was surprising since Killian Suvillian doesn't fear anyone or anything. A yelp left her mouth when he yanked her towards him, causing her to lose her balance and fall on his chest. He held her in a protective embrace and shifted her aside immediately, hiding behind a pillar. At the same time, another bullet fired through the air and she realised this time the target was her. The bullet was aime
"Amara" He called her and she lifted her face, revealing her swollen and red eyes. A tremor ran through her body as she met his gaze, her expression transformed into one of dread as if facing her deepest fears.He took predatory steps in her direction, the fear in her blue eyes growing stronger with each step he took in her direction. The mere sight of him filled her with terror and it satisfied the sadist inside him. He loved the fear in her eyes and the way her small form shivered. Good. She should be scared of him. Women should always fear their men, keep their gaze down and voice low when standing in front of them and Amara had all of it in her. A perfect submissive she was and he preferred her the same way. They are married now and he doesn't want to waste his time training her to become a good submissive."Get up" He commanded and she looked at him, panic visible in her eyes. Killian clenched his jaw when she didn't do told. He hates repeating himself and Amara has been doing ev
Killian awoke at six, the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. His focus was drawn to the left arm that bore the lingering scar of a bullet's impact. He cursed under his breath as a faint throb hit through the wound. "Fuck!"Yet, as the haze of sleep cleared, his gaze involuntarily shifted toward Amara who was peacefully slumbering on the couch, an ethereal stillness surrounding her. Unconsciously, he found himself studying every delicate feature of hers, the gentle curve of her lips, the rise and fall of her chest with each breath. The soft morning light had painted her features in a delicate glow. The moment, however, shattered abruptly with the sound of the alarm. Kilian clenched his jaw, a surge of frustration coursing through him. For a moment, his mind fought with the reality he had tried to suppress the fact that he was bound to her by a marriage now. The thought itself left a bitter taste in his mouth and he looked at her in anger. "Why the hell was I admiring