😈𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐑
𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐘🩸
(The Reign Of Monsters)
𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑴𝑬: 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝑮𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔
Written By, 𝐀𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧_𝐀𝐩𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞
𖣘𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟖𖣘
{𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒}
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✮𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐎’𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐘✮
Gavino stepped out of his car, and the
immediate whirlwind of activity was both
expected and irksome. He had grown used to
the frenzy that accompanied his every move. It
was part of the price he paid for being at the
helm of Vino’s Nectar Winery, a name
synonymous with luxury, quality, and
innovation in the world of wines.
The reporters, who had been waiting with bated
breath, descended upon him like a swarm of
bees converging on a lone flower. Each
question was fired at him like a bullet from a
loaded gun.
“Gavino, what do you have to say about the new
wine, Bottled Paradise? You’ve blown our
minds!” one reporter shouted.
“How do you manage to keep the market in a
constant state of chatter?” another inquired.
“You should know Vino’s Nectar Winery is the
best, and always will be” Gavino proclaimed
with a sense of pride that was both well-
deserved and slightly arrogant. The reporters
nodded, tossing more questions into the mix.
He shot a cold, calculated glance at his
imposing bodyguards, who understood their
unspoken mission – to clear the path of these
inquisitive reporters. Without hesitation, they
began expertly guiding the reporters aside,
creating a path for Gavino to move toward the
entrance of the company.
Once Gavino had successfully made his way
inside the building, he proceeded directly to his
manager’s office. He stormed in, barely noticing
his manager reclining with his feet casually
propped up on his desk.
Bo…boss” the manager stuttered and hastily
pulled his legs off the desk, nearly toppling over
in the process.
“I see you have plans of submitting a
resignation letter soon” Gavino said sternly.
“No, Sir. I’m sorry for my misbehavior” he
apologized and lowered his gaze.
Gavino settled into a chair, his legs crossed with
an air of nonchalance that only a man in his
position could muster.
“Where is the wine that was released?” he
inquired, getting to the heart of the matter.
The manager signaled to a nearby employee,
who promptly brought in a bottle of the newly
released wine. Gavino accepted the bottle, his
gaze never wavering from it. He examined it
carefully, satisfaction evident in his eyes, but
the true test lay in the taste.
The manager approached the bottle with great
care. He uncorked it, pouring a measure into a
wine glass. He then offered it to Gavino, who
accepted it.
Gavino spun the glass in his hand, inspecting it
closely before bringing it to his lips. As he
sipped the wine, a hushed tension filled the
office. Everyone present wondered what might
be going through the inscrutable mind of the
man whose very approval could shape their
futures.
Gavino’s lips remained locked to the glass for
an extended moment. The manager, his palms
moist with nervousness, couldn’t help but clutch
his chest as though he had been choking all
along.
Finally, he parted his lips from the glass and
offered a subtle nod of approval. A collective
sigh of relief swept through everyone as tension
gave way to celebration. The manager’s smile
was triumphant, his job security reaffirmed.
“How are the sales?” Gavino inquired, still
keeping a watchful eye on the glass of wine.
“Much better than the last, Sir. We’re already
earning an 80% profit from the market since
yesterday” the manager responded.
“I want 100% before the day is over” he said
strictly.
“As you wish, Sir” the manager replied, smiling
ÇOçkily. His eyes shifted to Isabella, who
couldn’t help but scoff when he winked at her.
✮𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐁✮
(𝑬𝒍𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂’𝒔 𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒎)
“Jinx, you are crazy” Elmira chuckled as she
glanced at Jinx, who had just finished
recounting a harrowing experience.
“I am not joking. That was really what happened
that day” Jinx said.
“He wasn’t mad at you?” Elmira asked.
“The motherFuçker shouted, but I ran away
before he could get his hands on me” she
replied.
“You are rebellious, do you know that?” Elmira
remarked, reaching for a grape from the plate
that lay between them.
“I know I am, baby. That’s why Nonna is always
on my neck” Jinx responded with a wry smile,
helping herself to some grapes as well.
“You better take it easy. Don’t give the poor
woman a heart attack” she teased.
“I will try not to” Jinx replied, settling back
comfortably on the bed.
“You haven’t told me about yourself. About your
family and your life before all of this” she
probed gently, her gaze now focused on Elmira.
Elmira bit her lip and looked around nervously.
“Is it okay if you don’t feel like talking about it?”
Jinx offered understanding.
“I don’t mind sharing it with you. You’ve been
the nicest person to me here, after all” she said,
her smile revealing a glimmer of trust.
“There’s not much to tell. Just a normal girl who
lived a normal life with family and friends”
Elmira began. “I also had a boyfriend.”
“Whoa! I bet he’s handsome” Jinx giggled, eager
to hear more.
“Yeah, he is, and also super caring” Elmira
smiled, the memories of happier times briefly
illuminating her eyes.
“What about your parents?” Jinx threw another
question, genuinely interested in her past.
“My father has passed away” Elmira revealed,
and Jinx gasped in sympathy.
“He and my mum had separated before it
happened, but it took a big toll on her that made
her change so much.”
“She must have had a tough time” Jinx
mumbled.
“She did. We both did” Elmira admitted quietly.
“If I may ask, how were you taken to the sëx
slave house?” Jinx’s question cut through the
silence.
“I had a huge fight with my mum and left the
house angrily. A few miles away from home, a
black van pulled up and kidnapped me. Then,
when I woke up, I found myself in the red house”
Elmira explained, her voice quivering with the
weight of her past.
“What a heartbreaking story. Your mum must be
worried sick” Jinx sighed.
“I doubt that” Elmira smiled sadly.
A knock interrupted their conversation, diverting
their attention to the door.
“Miss Kendra says you should come for your
training” a maid informed Elmira as she opened
the door.
“Okay” Elmira replied, and she left.
“Another day for more tortures” she mumbled.
“You should be thanking God you’ve survived
this long” Jinx muttered.
“To be honest, I wish I could join the others
soon” she responded softly.
✮𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀✮
“What kept you indoors?” Kendra snapped as
Elmira walked up to her on the training ground.
“I wasn’t feeling too good” Elmira replied.
“Are you pregnant?” she glared, her eyes
piercing through Elmira.
“She’s just a Fuçktoy… What do you expect?”
Tiago chimed in, not bothering to hide his
disdain as he continued to work on a punchbag.
The brutal statement sent a wave of pain
through Elmira. It wasn’t just an insult; it was a
stark reminder of the truth.
“For your punishment, sixty squats” Kendra
ordered.
Elmira nodded, not daring to protest, and began
her squats. She was determined to prove
herself, even if it meant enduring physical
hardship.
“Once you stop for a rest, you start all over”
Kendra warned.
Elmira pushed herself, her legs trembling, but
she couldn’t afford to give up. Three times she
faltered, and three times she restarted, each
squat more grueling than the last.
“Take this” Kendra said, offering Elmira a
wooden training stick.
Elmira approached Kendra cautiously, her body
aching from the previous exercises. But before
she could grasp the stick, Kendra unexpectedly
kicked her, sending Elmira rolling to the ground.
“I’m sorry, were you thinking that was going to
be easy?” Kendra chuckled mockingly.
“Get up and take it!” she commanded.
Elmira rose, determined to succeed this time.
She reached for the stick, but the result was the
same – another painful kick from Kendra,
knocking her down once more.
“What kind of weakling are you that taking a
mere stick is a hard task?” Kendra barked, her
patience wearing thin.
Elmira, wracked with pain from the repeated
kicks, couldn’t summon the strength to get up.
Flame, who had been observing the training,
approached Kendra with a juice bottle in hand.
“Here’s some juice for you, Momma. Don’t let
this thing get to you” she offered.
Kendra’s focus remained fixed on Elmira.
“I don’t need it” she replied, dismissing Flame
without a second glance.
“But…”
“I’m busy; I don’t need distractions” Kendra cuts
her off firmly, returning her attention to Elmira’s
struggle.
Flame’s heart sank as she squeezed the juice
bottle in her hand, wondering what could be
wrong with her.
“It appears that girl is affecting you” Nevio
commented as he noticed Chase’s intense gaze
on Elmira.
Chase tore his eyes away from the girl,
momentarily lost in thought.
“Just wondering why she seems so vulnerable”
he uttered.
“Yeah, she is” Nevio nodded, his eyes locked on
Elmira as well. “I wonder why Don hasn’t killed
her yet like the rest.”
“Maybe her pu$$¥ is different” Delilah
suggested, a cruel chuckle erupting from her.
“pu$$¥s aren’t different. It’s still the same
Fuçking wet hole” Flame retorted, joining them.
Tiago, known for his sharp wit and sharp
tongue, couldn’t resist chiming in.
“Someone sounds angry” he said with a smirk.
“What’s the matter? Momma’s not giving you
enough milk.” Flame shot him a menacing glare
in response.
“Does anyone know where Ryder has been?”
Nevio asked, shifting the focus of the
conversation.
“Saw him leave this morning on a bike” Delilah
responded.
“He’s been acting strangely with all these
sudden disappearances” Tiago noted, his eyes
narrowed in suspicion.
“Don’t even think about spreading any rumors.
He must have gone on a mission” Nevio stated,
silencing any further speculation.
“In a mob, everyone is a suspect” Tiago
asserted, rolling his eyes cynically.
“Like you are” Flame interjected, and he shot her
a fierce glare.
✮𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄✮
The bodyguards stationed in front of Leona’s
room opened the door for a maid who had
come to deliver food at her father’s request. As
she entered, the scene she encountered was so
shocking that she dropped the tray of food she
was carrying and let out a blood-curdling
scream.
“AHHHHH!!!!!”
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𝐓𝐁𝐂…➪
