Favour_Abigail

"Take her," the dangerous man orders casually, like I'm the most boring little human he's ever encountered in his life.

"I said stay the fuck away!" I yell at him this time, causing him to tilt his head in amusement.

"A little girl like you shouldn't be swearing at your elders. It's bad habit. Your daddy should have taught you better."

Hold on. My daddy. And if I heard correctly the first time, the other man had mentioned something about 'daughter' and 'grown woman'. Shit! What's going on? This must be Darius Hunter! And how do they know about my existence!? Oh no! My father! Have they taken him? Have they hurt him?

"Darius... Hunter?" I stutter in sheer terror, the dangerous man tensing as I mention his name.

"You know my name. I don't know if I should be impressed or disappointed," Darius chuckles, amusement seeping into his tone.

"Errrm... I... Where's my father...?" My demand sounds more like a plea, my voice shuddering in painful anticipation.

"Waiting for you at my place. He said we should come get you. I didn't expect you to be old enough to beat up my man. I am definitely impressed, and your value, my dear, has just gone up."
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Allison, a confined young woman who finds solace in books and writing, is thrust into a world of danger and deceit when her father, Frank, a reformed gambler turned priest, sells her to Darius Hunter, the infamous "Devil of California," to settle an old debt. Darius tries everything possible to break Allison for his pleasure, promising himself not to touch her innocence. Yet, as Allison navigates the treacherous waters of her new life, she discovers hidden strengths, forms unexpected bonds, and unravels the dark secrets of her family’s past. Amidst turmoil and passion, Allison and Darius find themselves entangled in a powerful and transformative love story, punctuated by shocking twists and turns.

Her Master's desire

My head is spinning in my ears—if that even makes sense—but that's exactly how it feels. Like my skull is caving in from the inside, a pressure so tight it could shatter me. I can already see my life ending. This hopelessness is thick, suffocating, like I'm drowning in it. Maybe this is it. Maybe this is how I go. Like Zain. Gone. Just like that. Everything he was, everything he could have been—wiped out.

"Hello? Are you there?" Jessica snaps her fingers in front of my face, yanking me back to the horror unfolding. Her voice is a saw against my skull. "Of course you are. Your girl seems a little rattled by the game. Says she doesn't know how it works. So I had an idea." She smirks, eyes gleaming with cruelty. "Let's change roles. You pull the trigger. That'll hurt more. Let *you* be the one to pull the gun on her. Now that's poetic."

"What? No! You said *she* kills *him*," Jeremiah blurts, panic lacing his voice.

Chapter 108