**OPHELIA'S POV**“Make me." Like I had threatened, he picked me up roughly from the floor and brought us down the ship. Just outside stood a large building, even without being inside yet. I had this weird feeling already that none of the things inside would end up being good or in my favor. I hit his shoulders continuously hard. “Let me go,” tears slid down my eyes as he took us inside. Noises in an unclear language filled the air. He walked past the huge number of people, most of the men betting, and what I expected suddenly came into view. Women kneeling in skimpy clothes serving men. “Is this what you do to me?”“Yours would be worse if you don’t keep your mouth shut… Worst, I’d make you go to one of those men’s beds. Maybe that would bring down the silly ego of yours.” My eyes squeezed shut, emotions boiling in me.“Tovary vyglyadyat svezhimi.” A man stopped beside us… smiling at me, the scent of poor alcohol wafting from him, almost making me want to puke. My captor pushed past
Ophelia's POVI don’t know what came into me, I don’t know where this energy came from, but I had just stabbed that woman with a fork I was meant to use in eating my pasta, and now I was running into long corridors as they chased behind me, pulling room doors open to another room until I finally got to one with a slightly open steel door.“Don’t go in there, bitch!!!!”Too late, as I slammed the door shut behind me, locking it with the key also.My chest was beating fast as I slid to the ground, my body sweaty all over as the dizziness hit me once more. My eyes pulled shut, not bothering to check the room I had stumbled into, but I could smell the faint scent of cigarettes. Maybe just a little more deep breath, and I could jump down the window.“You are really biting off more than you can chew, missy…”My breath caught, and my eyes snapped open to find the mastermind standing close to the window, which spilled light into the room. I got back on my feet slowly.“Where do you think you’
Callum's POV“Oh fuck," a low growl escaped my lips as I struggled to get a clear view of where I was… sun ray spilled into the room, so fucking eye-blinding. My throat felt like hot coals had been stuck down. “Fuck…” I cursed.The scent of a woman's perfume filled the room. “Ophelia," I called out with a raspy voice. Ophelia has a natural scent, not this choking ones from chemicals.“Cal…Cal!.” A feminine voice cut through the air, and I got pulled into a suffocating embrace where I lay. Pain slashed through my stomach, and the haze in my eyes lifted a bit. I could finally see the room I was in and noticed the other people gathered around the bed, but the face I wished for wasn't among them. Fear slashed through my soul as I pushed the feminine figure holding me like a crutch away. “Where the fuck is she?"Zaleo, Father, Gabriella, Helena, Tazio, and one of father's trusted doctors, Marco, were present."She doesn't want to see you, but I do. I have been with you for the past five da
“I need a reasonable explanation as to why you left.” He was standing right in front of me, my emotions a wreck, as I fought back the urge to run into his arms, hug the shit out of him, claim his lips, and ask him how he had been. To raise his shirt and check if his wound had worsened or healed… I can't believe my body reacted so hitched so badly, craving the closeness I could get, but I tried to control whatever feelings were brewing. Like his father had said before I left, this bond was forced, and yes, it is. It was never meant to be. Callum just needed someone to talk some sense into his head.“It’s clear, Cal. I left for good this time. We can’t just keep playing around with you thinking we can make something good out of a forced union.” His hand came to the door, holding it back, caging me. Why can’t he stop doing this to me? Why can’t he stop affecting me? Why can’t I think straight now?“Do you feel like we were just playing around? Our first fucking marriage you left, I knew
OPHELIA LAURENT'S POV “I hate you and that's final.” I began stepping backward. I wanted nothing more than to get away from this beautiful monster, but things never worked my way. I stumbled back into a tray of hot coffee which sat carelessly on his desk, and before the cup of coffee could leave a burn on my skin, the monster had caught me by my wrist, changing our position and letting the hot liquid fall on his legs instead. My eyes widened as he hovered over me, pinning me to the wall, his gaze on me cold and angry, but I still tried to play unconcerned and savage. “Getting splashed by the coffee would have been better than standing close to yo—” His hand gripped my throat tightly, and I gasped, swallowing the rest of my words. “Let's see if you'd be able to talk with that mouth of yours when I go balls deep in your throat.” FIVE YEARS AGO Tonight, I wouldn't hold back. I had been studying him for days since I first saw him on our dimly lit patio. I had yet to see his face, but
OPHELIA LAURENT'S POVFive Years Later“Hey, you know you are not meant to be here right?“ I asked my soon to be husband Klaus, a beautiful smile on my lips as he walks into my smll house at the sea shore.“I've missed you a lot Ophelia.“ He caressed my cheek softly, just tomorrow he would be my husband. He would be the man I would learn to love, but my heart starts to hammer with that thought and my thoughts drifted back to him, that night I illegally divorced him.Those memories rushed back to my mind like it was just yesterday. He slept in a balaclava, his upper chest bare and I almost forgot my mission seeing how hot he looks. What was more shocking to me was that he had my face tattooed all over his body, the tattoo of a woman boobs on his Torso and I felt and assumed it was mine, it nipples had my piercing too.'How did he know about the piercing on my nipples?' that thought had pierced my damn soul and now I could feel my nipples harden through my clothes. The fucker had been w
OPHELIA'S POVLying in the box was a severed tongue and chunks of bloody meat, a paper slept on the cause of my stomach tightening.I couldn't help it; I threw up right on the vanity table, not even waiting to check what was written on the paper “Ophelia.“ I should have let the person at the doorstep who had called my name see what I saw, I should have reported it, but the silly me chose to cover it up, covering the box with my back.It was my step-sister Elise Laurent who had walked in, and I could see the look of shock on her face after she noticed the mess I had made on the table “Are you…” she trailed off and if I hadn't been in the situation I would have begun pondering on why she cared, she never loves me anyways, knowing she was about to ask if I was pregnant.I was scared, my hands trembling, and the care to be a bride was gone after what I had seen. 'Wait, should I still be standing here? shouldn't I check if everyone is all right?' “Is everyone alright?“ I asked Elise, waiti
CALLUM'S POVOnly if I change my fucked up mind would I not make her mine today. I had stalked her from the beginning of the night she left. Even when I had gone to Italy to stay with my father, I watched her through the screens. I know what she does daily, I know the fucking ingredients in the foods she eats, I know the color of her panties and the materials she had preferred, lacy pants that gripped her ass tightly.I am obsessed with Ophelia, and my obsession has started for a very long time. I had married her five years ago just to keep her so her father wouldn't sell her to port-bellied sugar daddies that would pay daily with every cum they dropped in his daughter's ass, just like he was doing to her sister Elise.I don't want mine to be touched by others, and I don't want to kill her father on the spot when he sells my girl to his clients. I was a psychopath as Ophelia had called me, I was battling with serious ASPD trying to curb my violent act that's why I had locked her in my
“I need a reasonable explanation as to why you left.” He was standing right in front of me, my emotions a wreck, as I fought back the urge to run into his arms, hug the shit out of him, claim his lips, and ask him how he had been. To raise his shirt and check if his wound had worsened or healed… I can't believe my body reacted so hitched so badly, craving the closeness I could get, but I tried to control whatever feelings were brewing. Like his father had said before I left, this bond was forced, and yes, it is. It was never meant to be. Callum just needed someone to talk some sense into his head.“It’s clear, Cal. I left for good this time. We can’t just keep playing around with you thinking we can make something good out of a forced union.” His hand came to the door, holding it back, caging me. Why can’t he stop doing this to me? Why can’t he stop affecting me? Why can’t I think straight now?“Do you feel like we were just playing around? Our first fucking marriage you left, I knew
Callum's POV“Oh fuck," a low growl escaped my lips as I struggled to get a clear view of where I was… sun ray spilled into the room, so fucking eye-blinding. My throat felt like hot coals had been stuck down. “Fuck…” I cursed.The scent of a woman's perfume filled the room. “Ophelia," I called out with a raspy voice. Ophelia has a natural scent, not this choking ones from chemicals.“Cal…Cal!.” A feminine voice cut through the air, and I got pulled into a suffocating embrace where I lay. Pain slashed through my stomach, and the haze in my eyes lifted a bit. I could finally see the room I was in and noticed the other people gathered around the bed, but the face I wished for wasn't among them. Fear slashed through my soul as I pushed the feminine figure holding me like a crutch away. “Where the fuck is she?"Zaleo, Father, Gabriella, Helena, Tazio, and one of father's trusted doctors, Marco, were present."She doesn't want to see you, but I do. I have been with you for the past five da
Ophelia's POVI don’t know what came into me, I don’t know where this energy came from, but I had just stabbed that woman with a fork I was meant to use in eating my pasta, and now I was running into long corridors as they chased behind me, pulling room doors open to another room until I finally got to one with a slightly open steel door.“Don’t go in there, bitch!!!!”Too late, as I slammed the door shut behind me, locking it with the key also.My chest was beating fast as I slid to the ground, my body sweaty all over as the dizziness hit me once more. My eyes pulled shut, not bothering to check the room I had stumbled into, but I could smell the faint scent of cigarettes. Maybe just a little more deep breath, and I could jump down the window.“You are really biting off more than you can chew, missy…”My breath caught, and my eyes snapped open to find the mastermind standing close to the window, which spilled light into the room. I got back on my feet slowly.“Where do you think you’
**OPHELIA'S POV**“Make me." Like I had threatened, he picked me up roughly from the floor and brought us down the ship. Just outside stood a large building, even without being inside yet. I had this weird feeling already that none of the things inside would end up being good or in my favor. I hit his shoulders continuously hard. “Let me go,” tears slid down my eyes as he took us inside. Noises in an unclear language filled the air. He walked past the huge number of people, most of the men betting, and what I expected suddenly came into view. Women kneeling in skimpy clothes serving men. “Is this what you do to me?”“Yours would be worse if you don’t keep your mouth shut… Worst, I’d make you go to one of those men’s beds. Maybe that would bring down the silly ego of yours.” My eyes squeezed shut, emotions boiling in me.“Tovary vyglyadyat svezhimi.” A man stopped beside us… smiling at me, the scent of poor alcohol wafting from him, almost making me want to puke. My captor pushed past
Ophelia's PovI saw him, he was close. I remembered never wanting to hold him or get close to him, but now I craved to be with him. Tears trickled down my eyes as I held out my hand for him to take. But his next facial expression made my heart clenched tightly in its cage, my breath catching, and I felt myself suffocating. “You think I won't find you,” his voice spat thick venom.“I…I…” My tears wouldn’t let me explain that I didn’t run from him. I had intended to, but not this time, not this way.“Hey, hey!!!!” I felt my body trembling lightly, the room I stood in with Callum shaking crazily, like it was going to collapse with both of us in it. “Let’s get out of here.” My hand was still outstretched, but he didn’t take it…instead, he began moving backward. “Wake up, they are coming for us.” I gasped awake, coming face to face with Mare. My lips trembled crazily as I pushed my hand into my hair, getting onto a crouching height. I bent my head slightly between my legs, realizing it was
Ophelia's Pov The carriage suddenly pulled to a halt, and everyone gasped. The other ladies began moving backward, some hugging themselves already, but I was too weak to move. As the wagon door swung open, the sound of waves crashing through the shore greeted us... the moonlight penetrating in as harsh winds slapped across my face. Two men came to stand in front of the carriage door, talking to themselves in a language I did not understand. This was time to ask what the fuck I was doing here. “Hey, why the hell am I in here?" I asked, and both men’s gazes turned to meet mine, and I prayed they understood what I had just said. They better do. This wasn’t no joke; I got kidnapped, and I knew what was coming next, seeing the sand just outside… I was getting trafficked, and realization suddenly dawned on me. Was this Gabriella’s new way of helping me out?! But what with this tying me up and shit. “What you say, lady?” I didn’t know if I were to act polite, didn’t know if they were he
Callum's Pov“I don't know what happened….we went down to the basement just for cleaning an—” Leona trembled. The way she talked slowly, not getting to the point, irritated the shit out of me. I had asked my men to try tracking Ophelia, but she didn't wear the fucking ring.“Get straight to the fucking point. The last time I checked this place, I never saw a damn door leading outside." I was seething with rage. I was on the verge of insanity, my temper slowly sipping out of control….. I felt an unholy crave of blood if I didn't see Ophelia in the next hour. I promised to make this city red. I doubted she escaped. Fuck, she wouldn't do that. The cameras were checked to see any traces of her escaping, but nothing came in. It was cleared. That fucking incompetent asshole I had asked to watch her was playing with a kid, and now my fucking wife was missing. I had been keeping Gale for too long. Now I would do the unthinkable if I couldn't find my wife. He was down in the dungeon in father'
Ophelia's Pov“I would be going to Leona's today." Callum's hand curled around my waist, the scent of cedarwood wafting through him. Being the good wife, I had somewhat enjoyed styling his hair; he looked more pretty and manly with hair nearly brushed to the back.He caressed my cheek lightly and I felt heat rising to where he had touched. He was suddenly leaning in close, catching my bottom lips in his, and I froze, knowing we were doing this in front of Gale and Diana. He pulled away. “Before you leave to Leona's, I will be having my personal doctor come check on you.” He squinted his eyes. “You just look different this morning in a sick way.”The frown I tried faking for him kissing me in front of his employees was long gone. “What?!” I looked like the normal me when I glanced in the mirror this morning. I stared back at Diana, giving her a questioning look, and she stiffened, giving a sheepish smile before nodding.“I'll see you later.” A peck came to my earlobe, his scent envelop
Callum's PovI made my way into a place Father normally called the Bellucci's Den. The old crazy man needs a warning to stay away from my wife. My business stays my business, not his. He could ask me to get my hands into his shit, but he should stop meddling in my family business just like he has been doing to my step-siblings.“She said she is not getting married to him. I am married, I married a daughter of a man who is now your ally. I have made you gain more power, so leave Gabriella the hell alone.” I walked in to find Gab and Tazio in front of my father's desk. Two of Father's enforcers and two of his soldiers were waiting for an order from him.Even without being here earlier, I knew what might have transpired. Father had been wanting Gabriella to get married to a son from the De'Luca family, but Tazio never wanted it, wanting to protect Gab with all his power. She was the only sibling in his eyes and something precious he would never let harm come to.Gabriella was fuming. Fat