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Chapter 4 New Walls, New Chains

Word Count: 1074    |    Released on: 14/05/2025

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y; words seemed to slip a

nded attention, and his jawline, sharp and defi

his H

brother war

I asked, my voice b

ng at the corner of his mouth. His confiden

ght not be as b

e asked, nodding towar

gain. That's when it hit me. The car w

id quietly. "I'm suppo

ng. Without warning, he shifted closer, closing the space

," he said calmly, "there are a f

look at him

said simply. "

ked. "

there was nothin

m, "you don't talk to other

y patience. I don't ha

unless I give you permi

respect me, or try to defy me, there will b

slightly, his

You do exactly what I say,

t him, hear

ules are those?

going to follow," Hunter sai

, disbelief clou

I snapped. "Last time I ch

nge, but the air between

and the light in his e

ked," he said slow

The words hit hard

he tremor in my voice betrayed me. "Just becau

stant, h

e the air from my lungs. His grip was brutal, fingers digging into my skin

"You'll do what I say. Or I'll make you wish

. I didn't dare sp

urning ache in my shoulder. I edged closer to the doo

ll did Dad

, his voice still

a monster. God, he's completely unhinged. Breathe. Just b

silence, the car came to a stop

on. It towered over everything I had

a," Hunter murmured in my ear, hi

my throat as I took in the sight of the sprawlin

ispered, my

ace is..

ed into a small, s

rd work gets yo

tinctively stepping closer. Still clutching the present,

less. The inside of the house was just as breathtaking a

n't hel

ard to the glimmering chandelier that hung in the center of the grand foyer.

ice tinged with something like fondness. "I design

ait a minute... Did y

aced with something dangerous. "As in you and me." "I d

oaned, his tone

n the same bed as you," I sna

shoved me hard against the nearest wall, his

y skin crawl. "You're going to do what I say, or I'll make you wish you were

Oh, who am I kidding? Dylan was rig

he smirked briefly before turning away, heading up the sta

ish-gray. Cold. Piercing. There was something almost un

indifferent as his gaze. He didn't wait for me to reply, just cont

er what

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