The Irresistible Bond

If I keep stayin

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mother, Diane, hurled the words at me with venom, her voice echoing off the walls before she

attered plate pierced my skin, a crimson bloom staining my han

to crash to the ground. With an air of entitlement, she chastised me, her tone dripping with disdain. "You need

furious glare with defiance. Before I could utter a word, her hand conn

me like that!" Her voi

hing wrong!" I protested, straightening up defiantly. "I apologize fo

so?" she retorted dismissively. "Two months' worth of your salary

udacity. "What?" I exc

urself. You'll be staying here until midnight," she

around the bar, noting the curious stares o

xi?" Rachel taunted me, her exp

back, raising an eyebrow in frustration. "You mu

ure to witness your suffering," she remarked, her tone dripping with malic, causing me to frown at her. I

tting through the air like a sharpened blade. "So it’s only fair we can do whatever we want to do with you. It'

kward, my back colliding with a solid object, wh

me, her expression shifting from malice to something akin to awe as she stared at an uns

throat as I beheld a towering figure standing before me, his enchanting green eyes boring into mine,

whisper, feeling spellbound by his striking appea

towards the enigmatic newcomer. “My name is Rachel Atkiss, what's yours?” she inquired, extending her ha

ked into his pant pockets as he regarded Rachel with a quiz

you that you're handsome,” Rachel assert

ble of melting even the sternest of hearts. "But she hasn't," he remarked softly, his words carrying a weight of

ested with a smirk, his voice laced with playful amuse

we, her eyes wide with wonder. With a sig

overed me. Sadly, he's no longer with us, may he rest in peace. His wife, Diane, never welcomed me into their home, and her animosity towa

, or I'll just die. Deep down, I've always believed that my life holds more significan

shing off my blood covering it. Frowning in confusion, I stared at my hands, perplexed by

lood, my thoughts racing as I questioned the validity of my p

my hand, leaving me perplexed. "This is

d felt the weight of exhaustion in my blue eyes. I couldn't blame them for feeling

made my way back to the count

u hurt yourself," Mia, my best friend, asked with concern evident in

eassured her with a smile, grabbing a bottle of beer and a

t smile that left me feeling uneasy. I couldn't help but wonder about the reason behind his persistent gri

remarked, his voice laced with a nauseatingly

ver, as I turned to depart, my senses were assaulted by a sudden sharp smack to my butt. Shock reverberated through me

, I retreated to the safety of the co

red sympathetically, her eyes filled with

elieve I'm stuck here until fucking midnight," I muttered angr

other bartenders left, except me. This wasn't the first time I'd been left alone at nig

ped out with a cocky grin plastered on his face. It

informed him tersely

ep back. Then, with a smirk, he spoke. "Diane really needs to keep that bar open 24/7 and have a ro

course I fucking understand. I'm fucking twe

ust had to meet the unforgiving surface of the wall as he adv

I questioned, a sense of

ptly, his hand suddenly reaching out to grope my breasts. Shock

!" I screamed, followed by

e a chance to be a knight in