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

Is this… is this what stockholm syndrome is?

I’m so used to Ares that I barely fight against him anymore. I’ve learned that the easiest way to go is to give in to him, letting him do whatever he wants. God knows, he’ll do it anyways. It’s easier to just take it, and when I do, I get rewarded. He’s gentler. Nicer. Sweeter. I find myself wanting to be near him when he’s like that.

This isn’t healthy. This isn’t okay. This is toxic. I can’t be okay with this.

I try to keep reminding myself of the very clear and important things that just seem to keep slipping my mind for some unfathomable reason.

/"The new planner wants to know what you’d like the color scheme for the wedding to be./"

I don’t respond. When I was far younger, before I met Ares, I went through a phase where I was captivated by the idea of marriage. I had planned out every detail of my future wedding.

Chapter42