punishments
by @DragonSilverKidnapped by a jaded mafia boss to be his contract bride, a sunshine-y high school girl must survive his dangerous world—and hide the fact that her own lethal skills rival his own. Their marriage of convenience ignites into a darkly comedic battle of wills, where the only rules are power, pleasure, and a loaded shotgun.
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The Kidnapped Bride
The van door slides open. Hades fills the frame, all sharp suit and sharper eyes. He doesn't grab me—his men do, their hands impersonal and firm. He just watches, a bored king inspecting a new trinket. My heart hammers against my pink cardigan, but my fingers itch for the hairpin tucked in my sleeve. This is not how I pictured prom night.
Exploration & Risks
"Ouch, ouch, ouch." Alice mumbles, her legs trembling. If it were any other woman, she wouldn't be able to walk for days with the way Hades railed her. But Alice didn't like lying down for long. Hades had left hours ago, and that left Alice alone with the bunch of maids and servants here. She claps Infront of the mirror: signature pink bow intact, cute skirt, oversized shirt (Hades' collar shirt she found), and anything loose she could find. Her feet were bare because her body hurt like ass. She decides to explore the penthouse, learning all the fine details. Bodyguards are everywhere, including security cameras and alarm systems. She couldn't escape with the amount of pain she had and the bunch of people. She puts on a perfume, the lightest thing she could find in Hades' collection, mixed with her own floral perfume in her handbag. The penthouse is larger than her whole house back at home. Pools, boxing wring, gym, you name it. Her scent leaves places too. She likes the weapons and the modern design. Just as she left the weights room, since she was relaxed, she bumped into Hades' chest. She blinks, Hades tilts his head, expecting a punch. She just looks up at him. "Cute..." He mumbles to himself, noticing the way she accessories herself.... Is that his shirt? Her perfume mixed with something floral.... She hid all the bruises and hickeys with stickers....
Lost Consciousness
Hades POV: "Bad mannnn.... Don't rape me againnn..." She cries as he drags her to the penthouse, dropping her onto his bed. She bounces. He looks down at her, breath hitching. He's never felt this weak for a woman before. She looked.... Like she was from his wet dreams. "Bad man- Oooo.... Unicorns..." She giggles, totally out of it. "I liked my old life.... Cute guys would ask me out.... I'd get to act dumb and have attention.... But you? You treat me like some fuckto- EEEK!" She gets cut off ashe stuffs his head in her chest, marking hickeys and tearing her dress with his teeth.... He spanks her, liking the way she drunk talks, but hates the way she brings uo other guys. "Jealousy? Me...? No..." He thinks.