My Cruel Hero

ous night still fresh in her mind. She forced herself out of bed and went about her

a knock on the door. Heart pounding, she approached cautiously and

is voice cold and detached

le to meet his gaz

ng the space with an oppressive weight. He looked aro

might appreciate some hobbies to occu

o respond. "I... I used to enjoy

mplied, timidly wrapping her lips around his cock. She sucked lightly at first then harder as Adrian squeezed her shoulder tightly. Adrian grunted and thrust his hips suddenly, making Elena gag. He came violently inside her mouth, and didn't remove his cock until she swallowe

that lingered in the air. She finished cooking breakfast and ate

ne wing of the mansion. She spent hours wandering the shelves, losing

everal large boxes on the table in front of Elena. He informed h

ies-paints, brushes, canvases, and more. Tears pricked her eyes as s

The art supplies Adrian provided were a cruel reminder of the twisted games he played with her. Despite her fear

ce of the mansion, painting became her only solace-a fleeting escape from the suffocating reality of he

ing in her absence. The thought of Danny suffering because of her fille

swirl of colors and emotions on the canvas. And when Adrian finally return

to have dinner with him again, his voice clipped and terse. She responded fearfully, the memory of the previous night's humiliations fresh i

red, his mind clearly elsewhere. Elena sat down, her stomach growling with hunger. She ate whatever was placed in front of

d. "Good night," he muttered, not bothering to look at her as h

e plate. When she was done, she quietly left the dining room and headed back to her room. As she walked past

tone unmistakable. She could only hear his side of the conver

was a brief silence before he continued, his voice

n stood with his back to her, one hand gripping the edge of the desk so tightly his knuckles were white. He ended the ca

e door open a little further. "Adrian?" she c

y focused on her. For a moment, neither of t

e?" he demanded, his vo

as wrong...," she stammered, shri

?" Adrian interrupted, his to

r a fleeting moment, she saw a glimpse of vulnerability. "It's nothing for you to worry ab

eeling that something was deeply amiss. Pausing at the doorway,

ed to do is stay out of my business," he snappe

he closed door, her mind racing. Adrian's unusual behavior gnawed at her, but there was little she could do. Sh

her eyes and ears open. Whatever storm was brewing, sh