Malaya Duet Series by Kate D. Pirate

Prepare to be offended. Please read TW's before proceeding. You can't break something you can't touch. My name is Malaya. It means "freedom," like some cruel joke. I escaped one cage only to crawl into the jaws of another. Alessandro didn’t save me. He took advantage of my desperation. He wrapped it in a mask of mercy, a marriage to his nephew. Papers signed in silence. A roof over my head. Outside, it looks like paradise, but to me, it’s hell... morePrepare to be offended. Please read TW's before proceeding. You can't break something you can't touch. My name is Malaya. It means "freedom," like some cruel joke. I escaped one cage only to crawl into the jaws of another. Alessandro didn’t save me. He took advantage of my desperation. He wrapped it in a mask of mercy, a marriage to his nephew. Papers signed in silence. A roof over my head. Outside, it looks like paradise, but to me, it’s hell. Every word out of his lips is a lie wrapped in expensive gifts. His praise is poison. I was never family. I was a house fixture locked in his fortress. I’m his delicate doll. Untouched. Unsullied. As if a single breath would ruin the fantasy he’s built in his head. He watches me like I’m already his. Every inch. His. An unwrapped possession. He confesses his sins to me like I would absolve him of them. Before he bids me good night, he sheds his gloves like a ritual. With hands that have killed, they brush my skin, gentle and wrong. His lips find the back of my hands. Like a prayer, he begs for my obedience. He tells me it’s to protect me. That I’m better this way, but I see the hunger in his eyes. The trepidation. He’s not afraid I’ll break. He’s afraid he will. But Is this all I’ll measure up to? I won’t let the dust settle on this doll. He’s built his world out of rules and lies. Me? I will set every one of them on fire. less

The fever dream has turned into a surrealist nightmare. I am a lamb to the slaughter with teeth and nails as sharp as the machete I wield. With Greed, I feel invincible. My anger and an odd sense of elated justice has reached new heights—knows no bounds. I will break everyone and everything who dared to touch me, but with great weapon came great consequences. I mean, I’m just a girl with a sharp thing… I’m overpowered faced with guns, a bald head, and a crate... moreThe fever dream has turned into a surrealist nightmare. I am a lamb to the slaughter with teeth and nails as sharp as the machete I wield. With Greed, I feel invincible. My anger and an odd sense of elated justice has reached new heights—knows no bounds. I will break everyone and everything who dared to touch me, but with great weapon came great consequences. I mean, I’m just a girl with a sharp thing… I’m overpowered faced with guns, a bald head, and a crate. They should have just fucking killed me. How can I forget her when she’s scarred herself so deeply in me? As the scandal in Sugarcoat manor is stifled, I’ve come to terms that the journey to actual happiness is fraught with consequences and betrayal. And yet, after everything, I still feel a teeth-aching craving in her absence. I know I’ve wronged her more than any other man could their woman. What sane person would take me back? I fight to stay away, but when I hear she’s been causing unrest in her island, and has gone stark-raving mad, it was as if the stars aligned again. She needed me. I’m a sick, sick man, but I want her anyway. There’s no way to let her go. She’s all I need ‘til I’m dead. less