Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob… Now Your Queen Runs It Novel

Chapter 5 Somewhere else. The dim, damp basement reeked of iron and sweat. One of the guys grunted, pulling himself off Skylar while yanking up his pants. "Damn, this bitch has been shared by half the camp and she's still this soft. Fucking premium quality right here." Another guy piped up, "Been here a long time, never seen a body this tight or skin this smooth. I'd die happy if she was the last thing I crawled over." Skylar lay on the cold floor, her body a total mess of fluids and blood. The gunshot in her leg was festering, and every inch of her felt like it was being shredded.

She remained motionless-just a hollow shell as man after man took their turn desecrating what was left of her. When the last man finished, the other girls who'd been watching stepped forward. They grabbed Skylar by the hair and started backhanding her across the face. sfied now, you little tramp? Still feel like flirting?" stupid bitch. Of all the men to chase, you actually thought you could crawl into Wilder's bed?" Slaps and spit rained down on her broken body. Skylar had zero strength left to fight back. She could only whisper on repeat: "I didn't...

I didn't..." Cain leaned against the wall with a cigarette, watching the chaos with a twisted grin. Fiona, the manager from the Golden Branch sector, stepped up beside him. "Cain, she's basically broken goods now. Why not sell her to my unit? My high-rollers love those 'Beauty and the Beast' shows. Even after she croaks, I can turn her into a human specimen for display." Cain nodded. "Fine by me." Fiona signaled a few mercs to haul Skylar off the floor and drag her out of that dungeon. ce they were clear, Fiona ducked around a corner into the shadows. Mrs. Wilder, I followed your orders.

I let the girls give her a real beating." "The girl is pure trash. Don't you worry, I'm going to make sure her life is a living hell from here on out." Thalia stepped out from the darkness, her voice a low, cold whisper. "Good. You want to keep your position here, you know what has to be done." Fiona nodded frantically. "I know, I know. This was all my idea. You were never even here." 11:12 Bad Move. Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob... Now Your Queen Runs It. 21.1% Thalia gave a satisfied nod. Just then, a small, trembling voice called out. "Mommy?

I want Mommy!" Thalia's face paled when she saw her son. She rushed over, scooped him up, and clamped her hands over his ears while snapping at the guards. "Who gave you idiots permission to bring my son down here?!" She turned and hurried away, clutching the boy tight. "Baby, you shouldn't be here. Let's go back upstairs." As the mercs dragged her away, Skylar's fading consciousness caught the sound of Thalia and a child's voice disappearing into the distance. That night, a grey van slipped out of the Juarez compound without a sound. The Penthouse Suite.

Thalia was trying to soothe her son, Aiden, who wouldn't stop wailing. "Sweetheart, please stop crying. Mommy will tell you a story about the dragon knight, okay?" Aiden thrashed in her arms. "No! They were killing people! I want to go home! I want my sister and my Daddy!" Thalia winced at the mention of his father and squeezed him tighter. "Aiden, honey, you saw it wrong. The men were just playing a game." The door opened, and Everett walked in. The moment Aiden saw Everett, he began to shake with terror. He grabbed a pillow from the bed and hurled it at him. "Get away! You're a bad man!

I hate you!" Everett looked at the boy-who looked exactly like Thalia-and bit back his irritation. He picked Aiden up, trying to force a patient tone. "Aiden, listen to me. I'm your father now. I'm the only father you'll ever have." With that, he handed the boy off to a guard to be taken away. Thalia stood up, her usual gentle facade finally cracking. "Why are you so harsh with him? You were never that cold to Skylar." Everett's brow furrowed, and the warmth vanished from his eyes. "I raised Skylar. I spoiled her.

If you can't accept her, then there's no point in going through with this wedding." Panic flared in Thalia's eyes. She quickly reached out and took his hand. "I was just joking, Everett. Why are you taking it so seriously?" 11:12 Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob... Now Your Queen Runs It. 22.8% Everett's gaze remained like ice. "Since she was a baby, Skylar has never been more than ten yards away from me.

For you, I let her come to this godforsaken border alone for the first time." "Remember this: when you marry me, you will protect her and love her just as much as I do." Thalia's heart skipped a beat in terror, but she masked it with a practiced smile. "I understand, Everett. I promise, I'll treat her like my own." Finally, the tension in Everett's jaw eased. Thalia stepped in and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Everett, when are we going back home to start the wedding plans? Aiden misses his sister... I want to see her, too." Everett brushed his fingers through her hair.

"As soon as the deal is signed, we go home and get hitched." "Good." Thalia nodded, leaning into him. (0) (0) 11:12 Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob... Now Your Queen Runs It. 24.6% admin