MADELINE’S POV"I'd rather see Lord Darius and...""What's going on here, ladies?" Madeline immediately asked the maids gathered around.She had come to the kitchen to get some water and was on her way out when she heard Lord Darius's name being called, and she was intrigued as to what was going on. "It's nothing important, Madeline. You are free to leave." One of the maids standing said to her, and Madeline shot her a deathly glare. “I heard the three of you talking about Lord Darius, or am I deaf? Aside from the fact that you stated it was unimportant, I'm sure Lord Darius would be relieved to know that he is unimportant in this mansion. How does that sound?""I beg you, please. Don’t tell Lord Darius such." The silly girl began to say while revealing why they had been discussing their master. “A guard arrived to inform us that he has a hangover and requires someone to come clean his room. We're just deliberating on who to go, that’s all.”"No way!" Madeline blurted out slowly, rea
BRIELLE’S POV Brielle slowly opened her eyes to the rays of light streaming in through the small window in the room.As she sat upright, yawning slightly, she stretched her arms and limbs, wondering how long she'd been here.Maybe it was late evening, or she didn't know, but she looked out the windows again and noticed that the light coming in was a little dim, indicating that the sun had already set.She couldn't even climb the bed and chair to look outside the building she'd been brought to if she tried, and sagging her shoulders, she ran through the events of the day in her head.From the billing house journey to this location and the appropriate knowledge that she was still being treated well, Brielle reveled in the memories. She had been fed and given water to clean herself before falling asleep on the bed while the two women who had been with her watched.They soon left, and now she was alone in the room.Deciding to go to the door to check if it was open, Brielle stood up and
DARIUS POVDarius fluttered his eyes open, his hands flying to his brow in anticipation of a pounding headache, but he felt nothing.Sitting upright with all the strength he could muster, he looked around his room, his vision still a little foggy.Why wasn't he suffering from a hangover, as he had expected?The last thing he remembered was speaking to Eve’s ghost, seeing Brielle, and drinking himself to tears and sleep.Then also… his mirror.He'd punched away at it in rage. Angrily striking the full-length blades with his knuckles and...He drew his gaze to the corner of the room where the full-length mirror had been situated, expecting to see broken glasses all over the floor, but there were none.The floor had been cleaned, and he couldn't see even the tiniest speck of glass on it from where he was lying on the bed.He examined his bloodied and bruised hands, which were fully bandaged, cleaned, and disinfected at the same time.Someone had been in his room; Darius could only think
MADELINE’S POV"Oh Lord Darius, fuck me like that..." Madeline muttered slowly, her hands in her panties, her fingers buried between her cunt as she stroked herself.She closed her eyes and imagined Lord Darius on top of her, his hands encircling both sides of her body as he drove his thick, long shaft inside her."Oh yes…" Madeline muttered again, this time raising the volume of her moans and shaking her legs.Fuck! She cursed within herself, biting her lips as she continued to finger herself.It’d been a long time since she had ridden herself to orgasm or had a man restructure her insides, and when she went to clean Lord Darius earlier today, the sight of his erect dick was all it took to make her sex-crazed. She’d even gotten wet upon seeing the thick bulge.Damn! She couldn't help but masturbate to the insane sexy images of him fleeting in her head, swarming around like a pack of flies.Just seeing him in different sex positions while he fucked the shit out of her was enough to br
BRIELLE’S POVBrielle's breathing became more rapid as the two guards led her down the corridor slowly.Despite her curiosity about who this buyer was, Brielle kept in mind that she was only an enslaved person, and she needed to be cautious.However, try as she may, she did her best, craning her neck and trying to catch anything, but she couldn’t.She didn’t hear a thing, and she was partially blind, too, because of the blindfold covering her eyes.There wasn't even a pin drop needle on the floor, and all she could hear were their feet tapping noisily on the marbled tiled floor.How she knew that the floor was marble tiled, she had no idea, but she was sure of her assumptions, and they never let her down.Shaking her head softly, she tried again to hear something, anything, even if it was just the sound of an insect hissing nearby, but her efforts were useless.Where the fuck were they? Still in the building leading her past rooms, or what? She was more than perplexed.She tried using
DARIUS POVDarius looked around at the small crowd in front of him.Some of his maids, guards, and submissives were huddled together, standing in twos and threes.He had chosen them specifically because he wanted to give a speech that’d be passed down to their coworkers.Earlier, after meeting with Rocky—his bodyguard, who served as his aide and assistant in trivial matters—they’d discussed the next course of action to take regarding Brielle, and the hefty guard had also urged him to make some things known in the mansion—the mansion which appeared to have changed after Lady Delilah's death.Not in a good or bad way, but one thing Darius knew was that he had a lot of things to say and do tonight.There were things he needed to address regarding the mansion's affairs, and with a glance at Madeline, the ever-helpful submissive, Darius remembered he also needed to apologize.She was standing right beside him, and she bowed her head respectfully in greeting as their eyes locked.Replying w
BRIELLE’S POVShe felt strong hands catch her before she could fall to the ground.The two guards in the room had come to her aid, and she didn’t like it at allBlinking her eyes incessantly, Brielle tried to remove the image in front of her, but it was still stuck there.Cassius Warren, her father, was still alive.Her lips trembled this time as she remembered the day their house caught fire.She had crawled out of the smoke-filled house, exhausted and in pain.What had he been doing that day?Brielle had no idea why, but she had a sinister thought that she refused to believe.Did her father set fire to the house on purpose? Had he left her to die? He had probably planned to kill her, and now that she wasn't dead as he had hoped, he was going to do it all over again.Is that why he had bought her? Why he'd duped her as well, treating her luxuriously and masking the horror she would face. “No, no.” She kept muttering, and a gasp escaped her lips as she remembered how she’d cried the
DARIUS POVDarius stared out the car window, hands folded under his jaw, as he imagined the entire activity that was about to occur in his head.Along with his security entourage, they were all going to the slave handler's place with the money that’d been requested.Rocky, as usual, was seated beside him as the car drove them to the large field where Madeline had taken him that day.This was the first step in their plan, and Darius smiled darkly, his eyes dimming as he thought about what he would do to those men when he finished.Every single one of them was going to face his deadly wrath. For believing Delilah and laying their hands on his mate—a woman he’d half-marked and staked his claim on.Damn! Darius's chest tightened as he thought about Brielle and what she must have gone through.She must have been groped, and someone must have fucked her or..."Damn it!” He almost yelled as he stretched his hands and cracked his knuckles.He could feel Rocky's gaze on him, but he couldn't a