Alena Nadimian

What happens when the man you are to spend the right of your life with is the spawn of Satan himself? Torture, pain, loss. Could you forgive and forget? Or will your destiny taunt you forever? 


This book contains;

•Torture
•Consensual/Non-Consensual sex scenes
•Suicide 
•Explicit scenes
•Strong language
•BDSM

DEEP-END

I sit nervously on a small sofa in the living room, staring into the entryway.

I’m not enough of a pampered princess to know he wouldn’t do something like this for me unless it worked in his favor. I mean, a Brazilian wax would be understandable, but a massage as well?

I glance up as the guards at the main entrance swing open the doors, and I see Ariel tentatively step in. She looks absolutely terrified as she glances around, but her features noticeably brighten when she sees me.

/"Aphrodite,/" she calls out, and we both move towards each other, falling into a comfortable embrace.

/"Aphrodite, I missed you so much. What happened?/"

I pull back, ready to tell her about the tortures of the last few months, only to be met with her beaten and marred features. Busted lip. Black eye. Deeply bruised neck. Quivering legs.

/"I’m guessing the same thing that’s happening to you./"

Chapter38