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Chapter 18

  • 6 Jul, 2025 · Mature

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    I limped towards the kitchen after sending him an email, that I'm on leave today. I couldn't even able to walk properly as I was feeling sore down there, just thinking about what happened yesterday was enough to make me trembling down with fear. He was rough, way too rough. He didn't even mind that I was on my 5th day of my menstrual period. For him it's all about him and his needs. He will never change. My lips wobbled as I cleared my tears as it started to flow down. Entering the kitchen, I took the glass of water gulping it down furiously to calm my racing heartbeat. I took another and another as my throat was itching and hurting with all that screaming. I gasped while keeping the glass in the sink. I won't be going to office today not after his brutality. I don't have enough strength to face him. I just can't... He's an animal and I don't think I can even stay in the same room as him even though he had done this so many times, yesterday he went too far. He crossed his limits and I don't want to see his face. I just hate him so much. As I stood holding the sink, a thought crossed my mind, why life is so cruel to me? What did I do to receive these? Why did I ended up with him? I just want to live normally. I sighed brushing my open hair, thinking about my miserable life. I shook my head, tying my hair in a bun. I turned around to leave the kitchen only to get startled by him. Him? My eyes widened at the realisation as gasped left my mouth in horror at the sight of him. What? He's here. It means... he never left. And the worst part is he's also looking at me with that look on his face. Lust filled eyes. Will he ever leave me alone? ------------------------- ⚠️WARNING: IT CONTAINS ABUSIVE DARK ROMANCE AND FORCED MATURED CONTENT.

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    Stealing Her

    I stumbled over my own feet as he shoved me through the doorway, barely catching myself before I hit the polished marble floor. Gasping, I straightened up, eyes wide as they scanned the unfamiliar surroundings. Or should I say—a mansion. Everything about it screamed wealth, power… and danger. I blinked rapidly, trying to push back the tears, smearing them away with my shoulder because my hands were bound tightly in front of me. The ropes bit into my skin, a cruel reminder that this wasn’t a nightmare. It was my new reality. “Welcome to my world, princess,” he said, voice like velvet over broken glass. --- Lewis. The name alone makes my stomach churn. The man I once thought I loved. The one who walked into my life with a smile too perfect and eyes too deceptive. He wore sweetness like a mask, a disguise that crumbled the moment he had me. At first, he was everything I ever wanted. Until he became everything I feared. He didn’t just hurt me—he broke me. And just when I thought there was no way out of his twisted love, his brother appeared. Like a storm. Like a promise. I thought I saw a savior in him. But I couldn’t have been more wrong. The day I stepped into their house, I didn’t just lose my freedom. I lost my dignity. I never sought his attention. I never wanted his eyes on me. But he gave it anyway—unrelenting, consuming, obsessive. He didn’t offer me freedom from Lewis. He offered me a different kind of captivity. One laced with soft touches and sharp edges. One that didn’t hurt my skin, but carved into my soul. With Lewis, I lost my body. With him, I lost everything. He stole my sanity with his silence, my breath with his gaze, and my heart with his wickedness. I was a puppet tangled in the strings of two devils—one who broke me openly, and the other who worshipped my broken pieces like treasures he owned. In trying to escape one prison… I fell into another. But this one has velvet chains and a master who whispers in the dark. Now the only question left is: Will he heal me… or destroy what’s left of me? ------------------------------- ⚠️WARNING: IT CONTAINS DARK ROMANCE, FORCED AND HAS MATURED CONTENT. ------------------------------- ⚠️It's a short story. ⚠️I cannot promise regular updates but I'll publish the chapter whenever I have time so please be patient with the updates🙏🏻 ------------------------------- ⚠️English is not my first language ------------------------------- ⚠️PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY WORK

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