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226. "GRAY"
LUCRECIAI told him everything he hated to hear, everything that made him feel more vulnerable, more resentful—because that’s what made him rougher with me.That delicious tingling ravaged my pussy while those golden eyes devoured me with bitterness.But hate is also passion, and no one had ever taken me with such vehemence in my life.“Gray, cum inside your mistress, cum for me, my silver-haired boy… ahhh, Gray, oh yes, darling! Graaaay!”I was right on the edge, just a few more thrusts, just a little more, but then I heard a growl and felt the milky essence filling my pussy.I snapped my eyes open, furious.That fucking slave had cum before me again, he couldn’t even handle a few quick thrusts!“You idiot!” I slapped him with all the pent-up rage I felt.I grabbed the other end of the chain and stood up, frustrated and left wanting again.He collapsed to the floor, clutching his head, curling up in a fetal position, whimpering.That enraged me even more, so I started whipping him wi
227. IT'S FOR YOUR SAFETY
SIGRID“You don’t need to put my shoes on, Silas, I can do it myself,” I snatched the boots from his hand and slipped them on alone.Honestly, having someone constantly around helping me with everything was starting to give me a headache.But his silent presence didn’t bother me—I allowed it. Still, something told me the storms were about to roll in.“My lady, I’ll quickly head to my room to change. The blue suit you had tailored for me—do you think it’s appropriate?” he suddenly stood up in a rush.“Better if I try it on, and you can tell me…”“Wait, Silas,” I stopped him as he was turning his back.“There’s no need for you to change. You’re not coming with me to the party.”I stared at his broad, stiff back. He stayed silent, not turning around, but I could feel it—the whirlwind of emotions stirring inside him.“It’s dangerous. They might recognize you. I don’t know if Lucrecia—”“Is it because of my horrendous appearance?” he spun around suddenly, and I clenched my fists at the des
228. UNINVITED GUEST
SIGRIDThe idea of taking him into the future was growing stronger, but how would I do it?“I’ll be back. Just obey, be good, and I’ll reward you,” I finally let him go, throwing in a bribe for good measure.It hurt to see the redness on his chin. I wanted to heal him, but I couldn’t give in now—or my words would lose all meaning.I turned my back and left the room, slamming the door behind me. I stood in the hallway for a few seconds, gripping the doorknob.I could feel him on the other side, like he was silently screaming for me. I closed my eyes and slipped on Electra’s mask.Today was going to be treacherous and important—I couldn’t fail.Before going downstairs, I secured the door and the room with a simple spell. I’d know if anyone went in or out.If Silas disobeyed me, I’d find out. If anyone else entered here, I’d know that too.*****“Miss Electra,” the butler draped the heavy cloak over my shoulders as he saw me off at the front door.I stepped outside, pulling on my leather
229. LURKING IN THE DARKNESS
SIGRID“Of course, my lord. If you’ll accompany me on the way to the mansion… truth is, I’m still a bit upset,” I replied, sticking to all these silly protocols.He helped me into the carriage, and to the eyes of everyone else, it seemed like a polite gesture, just an apology.The door closed, the curtain was drawn, and the carriage began its ascent up the hill toward the mansion grounds.As soon as we were out of sight, the friendly atmosphere turned cold and hostile.“I’m the one who sent the missive personally. The De la Croix family was not invited to this celebration,” he clarified, surprising me a little, but then he added:“The guest list was handled by the Silver family, allies of my family.”Ahh, now I understood.No matter how much we pretended, the De la Croix and the Silvers were rivals—two powerful families of witches.Morgana and Lucrecia weren’t exactly best friends.“So, what exactly am I doing here, Mr. Vlad?” I asked, my curiosity piqued about this character.Uncle Z
230. SURPRISE, SURPRISE
SILASBAM!The door slammed open, and a woman with long black hair entered with the traitor.I recognized her, I think… but like many of my fragmented memories, I couldn’t say for sure.Either way, I couldn’t let myself be seen; if she recognized me, it would put my lady in danger. So, I hid in the shadows of the balcony, spying on them through the crack in the door.“Search everywhere! We need to find solid evidence for Morgana, because if I’m wrong about this, Electra’s going to slice my throat!”She ordered the girl, and they started rummaging through my lady’s belongings: the dresser, the nightstands, the wardrobe—nothing was spared. She was going all in, but couldn’t find a thing.Every time they passed near the balcony, I submerged deeper into the shadows that emanated from this curse.I’d had time to explore myself now that my life wasn’t just about surviving.In my moments alone, I’d tried to accept who I am and coexist with the monster inside me. It was time to put what I’d
231. CHALLENGE
SILASMy eye itched and burned, but I didn’t stop it. Magic surged from my body once again, and a dark mist filled the night."Quick, close the gates! It’s an order from the boss, close them now!""Dammit, what is this fog? I can’t see a thing! Alfred, Alfred…!""Don’t move, or you’ll fall into the pit—wait, I can’t see anything!""Aaahhh!"Amid the shouting and the grinding gears of the closing mechanism, the neigh of a horse echoed.It leaped just as the two massive wooden doors were about to shut.BAM!The heavy sound rang behind us as the De la Croix stronghold was sealed.Panting and sweating, every muscle in my body tensed as I lay completely over the back of the magnificent black horse, racing into the darkness and the safety of the forest.I kept using this magic to hide from the witches, despite the toll it was taking on my body.My veins, on the verge of bursting, pulsed and darkened like a spider’s web spreading under my skin.This feeling was familiar. I had pushed my powe
232. KILL OR DIE
SIGRIDThey called out to the long platform where the contestants fought while Alessandre watched, looking utterly bored, from a seat at the top of the stairs."The winner is Amelandra Grumon!"Cheers erupted for a proud-looking redhead who was throwing flirtatious glances at our great-uncle.Honestly, all of this seemed so ridiculous to me."Next contestants, Petra Sole and Electra De la Croix!"Well, time to vent some of this frustration.I climbed the wooden steps and took my place at one end, while she stood at the other. Her smug little smirk was really getting on my nerves.The glass dome that protected the rest of the hall from stray spells began to rise and seal above our heads."Let the fight begin!"The moment the signal was given, she lunged at me like a hyena.We clashed in hand-to-hand combat—kick, dodge, punch, dodge...I spun out of her grip and slammed a devastating elbow into her ribs. I heard them crack.At this close range, this woman was no match for me.I reached
233. I HATE YOU TOO
SIGRIDI emerged from beneath her feet, from the last remnants of the enchanted forest—Electra’s powerful illusion. She controlled everything in this terrain.I grabbed her hair from behind, exposing her neck. She crouched, trying to rise and strike back.The storms were gathering again, but my merciless hand drove straight to her throat, slicing from left to right. Deep and fatal.Blood splattered onto the fake body lying in front of Petra—the one I had created midair, using the hem of my dress as a decoy puppet.At the same time, taking advantage of the mist that had blinded them all, I hid beneath the bewitched ground, near the mannequin that mimicked my form—lying in wait, like a predator stalking its prey.She swallowed the illusion completely. Most of them did.I had to admit, this spell of Electra’s was truly twisted and brilliantly deceptive. I turned her body over—she was on her knees, trembling.I wanted to see her eyes. Now, she was truly panicked. Now, she felt real terror
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