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Cuffs and Collar

Life was already hard on Regina and when she assumed she finally found her happiness in Jason, fate arrived with another twist that changed her life forever. Betrayed. Ruined. Kidnapped. Sold. Regina is forced into a world of terror and darkness. Captive and alone, with no one to trust, no lover, no faith, and no future. ___________ Paul is the darkness and terror himself. He is a man shrouded in mysteries and secrets thriving in darkness. His monotonous life took a turn when his path crosses captivating and fascinating Regina. Years after when he saw her again, she was no longer the Regina he had seen in that nightclub. She was broken, slave to someone, waiting to be bought in an auction. Sold as a sex slave to Paul, Regina is bound to Paul with a contract. But every contract has an expiry date. Will Paul be able to let go of Regina when the obligation in the contract is fulfilled, especially after she awakens some feelings that he never knew existed within him.? Will Regina forget her betrayal, her suffering, as she started falling in love with Paul? Will she let go of her determination for revenge, just to stay with the man she calls Master? Note - Please share and support for more chapters per week. ____________ For getting in touch with the author and some new stuff and updates: Instagram - Author_Madym

Madym · Urban
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208 Chs

Past - 68

The second Regina was on the mattress, her body came back to life and she crawled away from her, sitting as far away as possible. Her arms crossed over her chest for protection, and she refused to look at her.

She eyed the window with heartbreak. Her tears never fell, but he knew they formed.

"I am no one's slave."

The strength of Regina's voice reverberated off the walls, amplifying in his ears.

"I may be a prisoner, but I am not a slave. You can try to do whatever you want to me, but I will fight back every single time. When you least expect it, I will kill you. And that's a goddamn promise." She finally turned her gaze on me, and her eyes were colder than the arctic winter. Her promise burned bright like a star.

She was not afraid of him. She was not afraid of his men. She would get her retribution one way or another.

"I am a man of my word."

"You are a criminal. A kidnapper. A rapist. Your word means a rat-crap to me."