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
Killian introduced Natasha to the room, her presence sending shock through the people present in the room. Alejandro, Elijah, and Killian's father fixed their gazes on Natasha, who responded with a small smile yet nervous smile. Their presence was making her feel anxious. A thick tension hung in the air. Killian's father, with a stern demeanour, looked at Killian with a cold gaze "What is this, Killian?""She's my girlfriend." Killian declared unfazed, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close to him. Alejandro looked at Killian with a mix of anger and disappointment. "You're married, Killian! Show some decency! How can you betray your newly wedded wife?" He snapped. With a jaw clenched in frustration, Killian retorted, "Newly wedded wife? She isn't my fucking wife! She's forced upon me just because she's bearing my child. If it weren't for the bastard growing inside her, I wouldn't have even considered her as a match for me." His growl echoed, silencing Alejandro wit
Killian met her gaze, his dark eyes gazing straight into her blue ones. "Contract papers." Amara looked at Killian in surprise and confusion, her brows furrowing as she clutched the papers tightly. She couldn't understand the purpose of the contract papers he demanded her to sign."What contract?" she questioned, her voice betraying a mix of anxiety and bewilderment. She can't sign the papers without knowing what it is about. She doesn't trust Killian, and knowing him, she knows whatever is there in the contract, isn't good for her. Killian's gaze remained unyielding as he broke the silence, his voice cold. "It's a marriage contract," His tone was devoid of any warmth. "I didn't have the time to arrange them earlier, given that we got married against our wish. I had my lawyer draw them up as soon as we were wed."Amara's eyes widened in shock, her confusion deepening. His words made her anxious. "Marriage contract?" she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.He nodded. "Yes. T
Trigger warning :- Forced scene Ahead. (16+)***"Strip, Amara"Amara's gaze locked onto Killian, shock etched across her face as his cold order reverberated through the room. His words sent a shiver down her spine, and more tears rolled down her eyes. She shook her head hearing him, her lips pressed in a thin line. Killian yanked her towards him and held her nap in a tight grip, forcing her to look at him. "Do you want me to repeat that night, huh?" He asked through clenched teeth. "Tell me, Amara, do you want me to tie up you to the bed, rip your clothes and pound inside your tiny cunt mercilessly until you pass out?!" He brought her face closer to his, their lips almost touching. Her shaky breath filled with fear touched his skin, making his insides burn with lust. "N-no" Killian smirked hearing her. She's fragile, and so are her words. How much he would love to corrupt this innocence again. "Let me g-go, please," Amara begged, big fat tears streaming down her cheeks like a wat
Trigger warning :- Contains forced and triggering elements. Read at your own risk. Strictly 18+ ***"I told you to stay away from me!"Amara held the knife at him, her eyes blurring with tears but with a rebellious glint in them to fight against him. The metallic smell of the blood filled the room and she could feel herself getting nauseated. Killian tilted his head, tearing his eyes from her to the fresh cut that now lay on his chest and the sight of blood flowing out furiously made him livid. He wasn't angry that he was hurt. He has gone through attacks much worse than this but what made him livid was that she tried to go against him, defy his words again and fucking tried to attack him. His eyes met with Amara's and her heart dropped at the darkness that his eyes carried. He looked like a monster, starving for blood, her blood. Amara felt her nerves freeze seeing the monstrous look in his eyes and she closed her eyes, charging to hit him with the knife again, aiming at his heart
The soft morning light entered the room through the window, casting a warm glow in the room. Amara, still nestled in Killian's embrace, slept peacefully. Her face was hidden in his taut and broad chest, warm breath living through her parted lips which hit his skin. His hands enveloped her completely, one protectively cradling her pregnant belly as he held her close to him even in his sleep. A blanket covered their naked bodies, hiding their nudity in a cover. Amara stirred in her sleep when she felt the morning rays touching her face. Her face was crushed in a hard chest and her body felt caged between two muscular arms. She moved slightly to get from him but a small whimper left her lips when she felt a stinging pain between her legs. She opened her eyes slowly on feeling the sharp pain and came face with a sleeping Killian. His face was just an inch away from her, so close that she was afraid their lips would touch if she moved a little. His dishevelled hair framed his forehead, le