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Killian“Killian.” Sera breathed my name into the darkness. Her voice oozed with pleasure and contentment. I’d never heard her speak my name like that.I hovered over her, my breath ragged in my lungs, my cock still inside her. She made no effort to move. Instead, she lay there dreamily, a small smile curling the corners of her perfect lips. When her eyes fluttered open, they shone like gems in the darkness.Her gaze cut me.I pushed off the bed, leaving her empty and grasping at the blankets to replace my warmth.“Killian?” This time, my name held a note of confusion. Unease.That was more like it.She propped herself up on her elbows and watched as I zipped up my fly and moved to the door. “Where are you going?”“I have business to attend to,” I said flatly, pausing before I opened the door.“Oh. Are you coming back after?”I should have at least told her goodnight or said something—anything—but I simply walked out the door and locked it behind me, trapping her inside once again.Al
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SeraThree days passed, and if Killian slipping out of my room after taking my virginity hadn’t been enough, he’d kept me locked in here since that night. Three days with no word from anyone about what was going on in the outside world. Three days of sitting on my hands wondering if I’d done something wrong. After he’d claimed me, he’d looked at me like he hated me. No.Like he hated himself.Then he’d left me here to lose my mind.Asshole.Olivia had been my only source of human contact since then, and her chipper demeanor did nothing to improve my mood. If anything, it made it worse. She was always that way, no matter what happened or to whom. Even Tommaso getting a bullet through the chest hadn’t changed her disposition.I watched her yank the sheets from my bed as I lurked near the window.“No blood the last few days,” she sang to herself, which made my cheeks go a fiery red. “Off your period, then?”I wasn’t sure it was possible to turn redder than I already was. The blood she’d
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Taken by the Mafia King Fred's Offer
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Sera“I don’t want to go back to my room.” Tommaso’s words about Emma had frightened me, but I didn’t want to go back there. Not now. I stared down Tommaso, who was red in the face and practically foaming at the mouth in fury.“I’m not fucking around right now, Sera.”I stood up straighter. “Neither am I. We’re even now, okay? I saved your life. Letting me use your phone was the least you could do.”“Are you serious?” He narrowed his eyes at me.“I am.” I took a step toward him, placing my hand on his chest in a friendly way.He winced and brushed my hand away.I hadn’t meant to hurt him. “I don’t want to go back in there and be kept like a prisoner or a child. I’m sorry I broke your trust, but I wasn’t trying to hurt anyone. Can you please just let me go for a bit? I want to go outside, to be able to breathe.” I searched his eyes, hoping he’d understand.“Well, none of that is up to me.”“But you’re more than alright with it, aren’t you?”He glared at me but said nothing.“I scraped
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