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Sold to Lucifer Chapter eight
The rush of blood sears my veins.My throat tightens under the suffocating weight of anxiety, and I summon every ounce of willpower to steady my breathing even as a fierce ache threatens to consume me whole. My heart pounds frantically, a relentless drumbeat of fear that makes me question if this agony is destined to haunt me forevermore. The cruel ministrations of Saint have pushed me to the brink of what I can bear, stretching the very limits of my endurance.I barge into the bathroom and slam the door with a heavy hand, scrambling to the toilet like there's no tomorrow. Kneeling before it, I grasp my locks tightly and emit a deep sigh before a wave of sorrow hits me, forcing me to violently vomit into the porcelain bowl. My tears flow freely as I purge my emotions along with the stomach acids.When the ordeal is over, I release the seat with a heavy clack and lean my forehead on my arm, bowing to the flood of memories that assault my mind without warning.Today is his birthdayAs I
Sold to Lucifer Chapter nine
I've been avoiding him for the past 3 days.Call me crazy, but I can't be around a man who makes me feel some type of way. I don't like the way he makes me feel, I don't like how he finds joy in my suffering.The way my heart speeds up, thumping like thunder against my chest, the way the hairs on the back of my neck rise, the way goosebumps travel all over my body, how I forget to breath, to speak, to move.I don't like it at all. So the best way to avoid the feeling is to keep distance from Saint.I felt like all eyes were on me as Saint and I sat quietly at our breakfast table. It's a special occasion where couples that are on their honeymoon have an all eat breakfast buffet.All I took was an apple, pomegranate seeds and pineapple slices. I was not in the mood for anything heavy. Saint just took two croissants with strawberries and yogurt with a cup of black coffee. Just like his soul.This is the closest I've been to Saint. When it's time for bedtime. I sleep on the couch and he s
Sold to Lucifer Chapter ten
I looked up to the soothing yet vibrant streaks of colour that had filled the canvas of the sky. Strokes of pink and orange resembled the soft, supple skin of a perfectly ripened peach. The setting sun's radiant face is mirrored by the shimmering clear blue waves of the sea.Music fills the air without effort, like the waves filling holes in beach sand; the sound rushing in and around every person in the room. Some react to the beat, others continue in chatter.The distinctive scent of grilled meat and chicken along with the fusion of tangy spices of lemon and chilli aroused my taste buds. It came from the kitchen inside the club restaurant, table and chairs lined up inside and a few outside, with rose petals scattered all over the wooden floorboards as a mini lava lamp is placed on each table for light and to also set the romantic mood.I took a sip of my martini, the gentle wind brushing against my skin as I stood at the edge of the wooden dock, the waters gleaming with soft light j
Sold to Lucifer Chapter eleven
His eyes are entirely black and devoid of life.As I stare into their empty nothingness. It is as if the abyss itself is staring back at me.His features are sharp, topped with malice. A prickling sensation webs my nerves with fear yet conquered with interest eager to know what he might do.Saint runs his tongue along the inside of his bottom lip. After a beat of tense silence he grabs my face, his face inches away from mine, heat and disgust licks my core as his warm breath laced with whiskey and mint kisses the tip of my nose."You're going to regret saying those words little doe." He whispers as it sends unwanted chills travelling throughout my body.In a blink of an eye Saint spins me around, he forces both my hands behind my back, my brows furrowed in confusion to what he is about to do.My questions are soon answered when I feel a fabric wrapping around my wrist till it's tightly in place. Trapping my hands from its ability to move.I try to wiggle my hands free but it doesn't s
Sold to Lucifer Chapter twelve
Laughter filled the room.As I set the fruit-filled tray down on the table, the smell of tobacco fills my nose. "The corruption among the police force is a good thing," declares one of Viktor's friends, whose rotund frame sits heavily in a chair. He exhales a cloud of smoke, sending himself into a fit of coughing that causes me to wince. "I know what you mean," agrees the man beside me, whose hair has strands of white among the copper. His eyes drop towards my chest as I pick up the empty tray from the table. "Those bastards are so desperate they'd do anything for a bribe."As I prepare to leave, I try to ignore his lecherous stare. However, his question stops me in my tracks. "Where did you get her, Viktor?" He gestures towards me. Viktor's stare changes from intense to wicked as he responds, "She's from the Nowak family. They paid a good fortune for me to marry her." My stomach twists in disgust.Every year, Vicktor grows increasingly aggressive towards me. His unwelcome advances ha
Sold to Lucifer Chapter thirteen
He is staring at me with those lifeless eyes.Blood covering the floor, spilling out of his corpse, laying dead on the ground. I can still see the fear haunting his eyes. His screams ringing in my ear. The sound of the gushing body parts being cut out. Him gurgling down on his own blood as he takes his final breath.I killed him.Not with my own hands but his death is on me. His blood is on my hands because of my stupidity. I did this. Knowing the consequences I still turned the other cheek and allowed a man to follow me in his own death trap.Tears shimmered in my eyes, biting down on my lip as guilt washes into me like a strong tsunami crashing its powerful waves into the city destroying everything and anything in its path.I stuck my nose in the air, inhaling sharply whilst I fought back the tears threatening to pour out of my eyes. My mouth is set in a hard line as my throat tightens up like a knot. My heart beats in my ears.His death is on me.Murder. Murder. Murder. Murder. Mur
Sold to Lucifer Chapter fourteen
Laughter filled the room.As I set the fruit-filled tray down on the table, the smell of tobacco fills my nose. "The corruption among the police force is a good thing," declares one of Viktor's friends, whose rotund frame sits heavily in a chair. He exhales a cloud of smoke, sending himself into a fit of coughing that causes me to wince. "I know what you mean," agrees the man beside me, whose hair has strands of white among the copper. His eyes drop towards my chest as I pick up the empty tray from the table. "Those bastards are so desperate they'd do anything for a bribe."As I prepare to leave, I try to ignore his lecherous stare. However, his question stops me in my tracks. "Where did you get her, Viktor?" He gestures towards me. Viktor's stare changes from intense to wicked as he responds, "She's from the Nowak family. They paid a good fortune for me to marry her." My stomach twists in disgust.Every year, Vicktor grows increasingly aggressive towards me. His unwelcome advances ha
Sold to Lucifer Chapter fifteen
"Angelo was not working alone." Abel declares, jamming his hands in his pockets. Prince walks out of the warehouse as he pulls out a cigarette from his pack, sliding the pack back into his jacket then lights it up, he inhales the red cherry blaring bright then pulls the cigarette from his mouth as he puffs out the smoke. He stops right in front of us, his eyes scanning my body. "What?" I snapped at him. "The blood ruined your suit. There is no need to wash it, you should throw that shit away instead." He suggested, gesturing to my clothes covered in Angelo's blood that is now soaked into the fabric and has dried up. I stared down at myself and shrugged before turning my attention back to my brother. "Why do you say that?" I questioned, my gaze narrowed in suspicion. "We know he's jumped right but people on the street are saying that Angelo was not the only one who has been offered to turn on you. Apparently other of our high class workers have been approached. Nico, Chris, Marcello
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