"Fooled them all for your heart is pure black."



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I'm dressed in one of those black satin mini dresses with a built in lace bra, heels and a long coat to match. I didn't know anything about where I was going, but a night out wouldn't hurt after everything. The time being just after midnight, I wonder what Reign had to do all day being he's only now sending a driver.

I've been in the car over ten minutes, I'm tempted to ask the driver where abouts is he taking me, but I remain silent enjoying the ride.

There's beauty in what we spend our days dreaming of. I admire those girls who didn't receive unconditional love, but knew what it supposed to look like—I am one of those girls. If you're chasing a feeling, you'll be chasing it forever, like the days you're trying catch up on from depression.

"Lady Gusev." A group of security greets me in unison before walking me through a back door of a club. The doors opens automatically, and I'm walking in center of men. Low music welcomes me as I look around, but it's hard to make out anything being my surroundings are dimly light.

We keep moving until I step into a darkly intimate space. I'm intrigued by how grand it is, a large poker table placed in the middle, seated with suited men holding cigars and glasses fill with alcohol.

The air fills with smoke and manly rich laughter. There are smaller tables in the room, served by waitresses in skimpy uniforms serving drinks and large sums of money.

Everything about this place is captivating like a Hollywood movie, a large chandelier dancing over the main poker table as men wasted their money. Strangely, I feel relaxed, like what could go wrong?

My eyes scanned the room, and I caught Reign's gaze fixed on me, watching my every move, reading my every thought. From across the room, he stared, blowing smoke, his dark aura so undeniable it was impossible to ignore.

With a subtle motion of his head, he silently beckoned me over, his eyes heavy with intent. I walked toward him, tall in my five-inch heels, but still feeling small under the weight of his gaze. He stood, a cigar in one hand and a glass of liquor in the other, taking a final drag before flicking it into the ashtray.

With his free hand, Reign gently lifted mine to his lips, pressing a kiss to my knuckles. His eyes burned into me, and I knew my wide eyes were full of the emotions I had kept hidden. He brought the glass to his lips, still watching me, and I noticed him lick his top lip as if savoring the moment.

He remained silent for a beat, setting the glass down on the table.

"You've met my brothers. The others are associates," he said, and I turned to face the table, my heart sinking as every pair of eyes in the room landed on me.

"Lady Gusev," they greeted in unison. I offered a small wave and a polite smile, but Reign, unfazed, motioned for them to continue with their game.

He slipped his arm around my waist, pulling me into his side. I looked up at him, meeting his gaze. His blue eyes had darkened, now filled with a hunger I couldn't ignore, nothing but sexual intentions.

"How was the drive here?" His eyes switch to my lips.

I nod, "Good." I get shy whenever his intoxication influences his voice to go low, not to mention his face— his perfect face. I divert my eyes to the great amount of cash on the table.

"You look stunning as always." I flush blinking up at him. "You like my outfit?"

"Da I like anything you wear, but mostly I prefer naked." He laughs quietly taking another sip of his dark liquor. My heart sparkles.

A motion was made from a man to call over a waiter, "More wine?" A small voice came from behind me, she walks to the side the stranger was on. I notice it was the girl I saw in Brazil and the auction.

Her skin is warmer then when I first saw her in the alley, I hope to catch her before we leave here.

With Reign's lips against the side of my face he whispers, "Here, have a drink." He lifts his glass to my lips. It's as if we were in our own world, not caring if anyone else was in the room.

It's sweet and fruity how I like it, he presses his lips to my jaw taking in my scent. My core flutters, heat spreading through me. Reign's hand squeezes my waist caressing me gently, he takes a seat making me sit my soft ass on his leg.

I wrap my arm around his neck, as his hand rubs the side of exposed thigh. "Reign I have a question."

He kisses my neck, "Da?"

"What did you mean when you said I was worse than a mind fuck?" I blurt out.

He pulls back and mischievous grin plaster his features, "I'm a cold man princess. You would kill yourself trying to escape me knowing the things I had to do, but it's no longer in my interest to harm you, however I won't reframe from doing what's needed to keep you here. I need you by myside."

I croak, "Your crazy."

Dark amusement curves his lips more, "Crazy hm, I want to stab every pair of eyes that looks at you tonight."

I feel how hard he is.

Did I do that?

I remain quiet somewhat intrigued, "You have no idea how sweet you are that you fucking glow and I'll kill anybody who tries to get in the way of that."

The puddle in my panties made me uncomfortable to sit right.

"I tell you what, I'm going to play this game with you sitting your sweet ass on me, then I'm going to take you into one of these rooms eat that pussy of yours till it's pinker, and stretch you out right after until I say it's over."

My eyes drift back to his, so deep and serious they hold me captive every time. "What are you afraid of?" He tempt me.

I swallow, "Everything about you."

I'm trembling as liquid pools in my lower stomach, I'm not sure if I needed to pee. "I-I need to use the bathroom."

He smirks nodding, "it's right through there." He nods of to a hallway, I stood on shaky legs. I kept my head down making way to a back hallway, there is three doors so I unknowing push open one.

I gasp at what waited, my mouth got watery as my stomach turned at the smell of metallic.

"Please— no more." Polka's body hanging by a rope tied around his neck from a ceiling pipe, he is tip toe on a bucket. His body is completely battered its horrific, I couldn't move. Blood drying from his ears and nose. He's suffocating as his body is wrapped in cling film.

I'm stuck with dread at the display, he's naked with blood coming from every part of him, his face is unrecognisable though it has been beaten in, his eyes purple and swollen as if it's about to burst.

My gagging knocks me back into my own body, I move to shut the door catching my breath, running into another door to throw up in the toilet.

I can't even find the tears to cry, I've already seen enough in my past months. I clean myself rising my mouth out as best I could, checking my appearance in the mirror. I didn't want to give Reign any idea of my sudden change in mood.

On my way out I bump into someone, "Oh I'm sorry." A portuguese accent.

It's the girl, "No no it's my fault." I attempt to smile, she dodges looking at me, "I'm Amina by the way, do you mind if I ask your name?"

She finally meets my eyes, "Carla." Up close she looks about eighteen very pretty girl .

"Beautiful name, how old are you Clara?"

She blinks up at me looking behind her nervously. "It's okay, you don't have to be afraid."

"I'm nineteen." She mumbles.

I nod feeling my heart cry out, "Sorry if I'm being to forward, but I feel I must ask. Where are you sleeping these days? Are you comfortable here?"

She smiles weakly, "Yes, I was given apartment and job, I made a few friends here. It's not much but it's better than before, for me I enjoy."

I can't help but think if Reign had something to do with that? She basically told me it wasn't a lot but it's enough for her. She doesn't remember me, and I'm fine with it, as long as she's comfortable.

"Se precisar de alguma coisa, peça para falar com Lady Gusev, namorada de Reign." (If you ever need anything you ask to speak with lady Gusev, Reign's girlfriend).

Clara's eyes beam up at the change in my tongue, she's smiles nodding anyway, "Sim claro." (Yes, of course)

I look behind her at a male figure leaning against the wall. I took a deep breath, rubbing her arm before moving aside to enter the bathroom.

I need to distract him from being mad, I walk over rubbing my thumbs in my fists. "Did you win?"

He was silent with a stoic expression.

"I needed to for my own sake. Please understand." I whisper.

Reign's hands find my ass pulling me into him, skimming my lips, "Your the only person I'll try to understand." He kisses me under the eye, "Your reason for the buy at auction was long ago justified Ami." I smile and he smiles back closing the gap to kiss me.

He got her that apartment and this job.

Just for a split second I felt my lights flicker back on from months of it dying out.

Reign didn't kiss me rough this time, its delicate, passionate, I clutch his suit jacket from the bottom. Pulsing waves of heat unfurl inside me, tingling my breasts and going lower.

I angle my head to take him deeper, this time our tongues tangle, I moan when his hand found my neck. He tastes like a fun night of alcohol and smoke, boosting the dopamine in my body.

I pull back for air, sucking in a shaky breath. "What happened to your game?" He goes to wrap both arms around me.

He bit his lip, "Somethings are more important." Reign's tugging on my heart. All of a sudden my smile fades and my eyes fill with water.

I didn't know what I was doing, but I couldn't stop.

"Don't say things you don't mean, I can't fall for you Reign. I'm supposed to hate you— I need to hate you after every single thing you've done." I pulled away, taking some steps back. "Your hurting me." I sniffle.

My throat squeezed tight with emotion.

"Hate me being I am who I am." He calmly agrees standing in one place. I had one hand on the wall staring him in the face— that sexy, chiselled face. "But it'll only make me chase you more."

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I let out a hyperventilating breath as Reign penetrates me, expanding my inner walls. I'm on my back leaning on my forearms with his lips tracing mine.

I'm throbbing.

Reign hits that one spot making me throw my head back and moan out loud not caring if anyone could hear me. He goes in to bite my neck, all while thrusting his cock in my soaked folds in a calm pace.

That girl he met those months ago is long gone, she took a ticket straight to hell and here she is, getting fucked while silently broken.

I look up at his drooling features, he meets my droopy gaze whispering against my lips, "Get on your fucking knees." He slowly slips out of me and takes my breath aggressively kissing me.

Reign moves to stand at the end of the bed, I look at his monstrous friend wet and sticky because of me. He strokes himself, I watch that evil smirk greet his features when I move to get on my knees. Our mixed juices seep out of me the more I stretch to bend over.

I feel his hands grope my ass squeezing and separating, the thick head of him rubbing against my opening before entering me again, slow stroking hitting the perfect spot inside me over and over. He reaches to bundle up my dress in one hand.

I met him thrust for thrust, letting momentum build. I scream reaching back to grip his shirt showing his stomach tattoos.

"I taught you well, look at you taking it." He menacingly smiles, "Look at me and fucking tell me." He pulls out. I look back with a shaky breath and a tear rolls down my cheek.

I croak, "I'm taking it." His fingers meets my pussy teasing me.

I flinch forward at the slap on my ass, "You hate me, yet your dripping all over my hand."

My trembles gave way to a full-body shudder. "I do hate you."

Reign's hand roughly covers my mouth, and he thrusts back in aggressively pulling me against him so his soft lips are to my ear.

"This how you fuck someone you hate?" He grits out his voice mocking me moving his hand to my throat. I'm running low on energy, getting fucked unconscious in a private club on a random bed.

I'm loosing my sight as I feel out my body like I'm on some illegal drug. I couldn't keep my moans at bay, I was all kinds of messed up. My tears didn't matter, it got ruthless and he only squeezed my throat tighter.

"Reign," I cried out. My walls clenched around him my release is here. His lips kiss me all over the side of my face and down my neck.

I make it back to my sense, he smiles with his breath on my cheek, "There she is." He groans, quickly slipping out of me making my pussy make that wet pop sound.

I'm pushed to ground with Reign standing over me stroking himself, but I insist on taking over.

I bit my lip still trying to control my breathing. I took his sticky cock in my hand wrapping my full lips around him sucking all while keeping my eyes on his. He pushes forward hitting the back of my throat giving me his nut.

I hum releasing him make the cum drops hit my chin and chest. I lazily wipe my mouth with my hand.

Reign grabs my hair bringing me up to my height, I look at him through my eyelashes, "I want you to remember this position whenever you say you hate me."

He smashes his lips against mine, and this time I feel sore and bruised in the best way.

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