Shackled (The Lord Series)

Chapter 170

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Rueben and Tyson were wrong about Olivia. She is not a cheap whore as they like to think. If she were

a pornai it was only because she was forced to do it. The pornais from the Blood Lodge are different

from those in the Celestial Heaven. The Dukes treat their se x slaves like absolute garbage. We, the

Lords, might be utter as s h o l e s when it comes to women, but we don’t take pleasure in torturing

them. Those who are in the habit of harming women are usually severely punished by the Elders,

There is no excuse for what Rueben and Tyson did to Olivia. When the Elders find out-because they

always find out- there will be consequences. I am not a snitch, so I won’t go running to the Blood Lodge

to tell what is happening here, but enough is enough. The bomb in the guest house made me see how

close I was to losing Olivia. It snapped me back to reality and to seeing her for who she really is and

who I am in reality and what I must do to keep everyone I care about safe. I have already lost people I

loved but I won’t let it happen again.

Ever since we brought Olivia to the farm, my unhealthy obsession has grown even stronger. When I

heard the explosion, I got scared. Scared that she had died. That Roy killed her.

It was that fear that made me take Olivia into Jasper’s bed. I want to f u c k her, to fill her with my cum

until I am certain she is well. I want her beneath me, screaming my name as I teach her all about

pleasure. She tries to hide her aversion to sex behind a mask of indifference but her eyes never lie,

neither can her body. I can see how she hates being f u c k e d because she was forced to be a pornai

but to hear that even her first time was awful makes me want to kill anyone who has ever touched her.

Because I failed her. Because I refused to admit what I am. What she is.

“He raped you?” I growl. Another growl reverberates inside of me, matching my anger. I am not the only

one feeling like that. Jasper’s eyes flash red.

I hope she is not referring to the person I think she is because I will beat the living shit out of him.

Olivia chews her bottom lip. “It doesn’t matter anymore. I forgave him a long time ago.”

Olivia is wrong. It does matter.

Back when Camila was alive, I knew her brother liked Olivia. Despite how I felt for her, I never said a

word about it because I really thought he would protect her. He failed her. I failed her. Everything is my

fault because I didn’t speak up. Because I didn’t do what I was supposed to do. I chose to hide, to

pretend I was normal. That Olivia was normal. That’s why I refused to believe she brought back

Rueben. Because I still held onto the hope that I was normal. When I found Olivia with her arm cut

open, I still refused to admit my role in all of this, but the last straw was the explosion. It is the only

thing that made me snap out of the lie I have built around myself.

I am done letting Tyson and Rueben abuse her.

I was a fool to think he loved her enough to know how she truly is. Who she truly is. When she

disappeared I was relieved because I thought I never had to face the truth. But the reality was that she

was still in Veross City, forced to f u c k man after man. I didn’t do anything to stop it. Carlos needs to

be eliminated and the Dukes need to be taught a lesson they won’t forget any time soon.

“No one will rape you again,” I promise her.

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She nods but her eyes tell me she doesn’t believe me. Words mean nothing to her. “It’s okay if you do

it. Everyone does

it.”

I take in all her scars. Especially the one on her stomach.

Where.

This is on me. I was told what I had to do, but I didn’t. There are things I need to know. To learn. Not

now. Now, I need to take care of Olivia. To show her that I am here for her.

A purr rises inside me.

I am not one to talk to my… demon, but even so, I tell him, “You are a warrior not a cat. Act like it.”

He purrs even louder.

1 look at Jasper. Even without words, the link between us allows us to understand each other. “I need

you to trust us, Honey. Think you can do that for me?” I ask.

Her chin trembles slightly. “What are you going to do to me?”

I kiss her. “I want to show you what you’ve been missing all this time. I already gave you an o rg a s m

and I know Jasper is eager to eat your pus s y as well. Trust is something you find difficult.” She opens

her mouth to say something but no sound comes out. “I understand. But for the next few hours, forget

everything and let us take care of you.”

Olivia shifts on the bed, her ti t s bouncing against Jasper’s hands, I can still taste her on my lips and I

want to dive back between her legs and feast on her p u ss y until she explodes on my to again before I

f u c k her so roughly that I

will bond to her for eternity.

I can’t have a bonded.

Precum oozes out of my d i c k.

No one will know.

This is my goal. This has always been my goal. To protect Olivia. Instead of doing so, I ran. I didn’t

want to face who and what I was and I lost sight of it, but….

Tick Tock.

I could have lost her in the blink of an eye. And with her everything.

It took me a long time to decide but I am ready to step up and fulfill my role. She is already doing her

part, even if she doesn’t know it.

I add a new goal-to make Olivia my bonded. It is forbidden but I don’t care. It is the only way I can be

sure I will protect her from…everything. Besides, she is mine. She has always been mine.

I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, my fingers brushing against her skin. A purr echoes in my head.

Yes. I can make this work. I can bond my soul to hers. No one has to know. No one will ever know.

Because if they do…. I will be sent

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