By the pretty rainawritesss
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Title: A Game of Power
The gleam of privilege and power was the norm in Alexander Donovan's life. At 28, the son of one of the nation's most influential politicians, he lived like royalty. Women flocked to him—actresses, models, influencers—his dating roster read like a who’s who of the entertainment world. But it all bored him now. No challenge, no thrill. Every woman seemed the same—eager, compliant, predictable.
Sitting in his opulent study, Alex tapped his fingers on the mahogany desk, looking at his assistant manager, Anthony, who had just handed him a fresh list of A-list actresses. "They’re all the same," Alex muttered in disdain, scrolling through the familiar faces, until his eyes stopped on one—her.
Her name was Eleanor Sinclair. She had recently gained fame for her breakout role in a hit drama series. What intrigued him wasn’t her beauty—although she was stunning—but her clean reputation. No scandals, no messy ex-boyfriends, no tabloid drama. She was a mystery. A challenge. And Alex loved challenges.
“Get me her schedule,” Alex demanded, his eyes glinting with amusement. Anthony hesitated for a moment before calling in a favor with Alex’s personal hacker.
Within hours, Alex had Eleanor's entire week mapped out in front of him. One event caught his eye: a high-profile charity ball. Coincidentally, he was invited too. A smirk tugged at his lips.
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The charity ball was already in full swing when Alex arrived fashionably late, as usual. Cameras swiveled toward him, flashes igniting the room like fireworks. He smiled—part charm, part calculated deceit—as though his only reason for attending was for the charity.
But his eyes were searching for her.
There she was—standing near the stage, conversing with an older gentleman. Her elegance stood out in a sea of polished perfection. Tonight, she was his target.
Without hesitation, he approached her, his towering frame casting a shadow over her. She turned, her gaze meeting his with mild curiosity. He flashed his signature smile, the one that always got him what he wanted.
“Will you date me?” he asked boldly, his voice dripping with confidence.
Eleanor blinked, momentarily taken aback. It had been years since her last relationship—an unpleasant episode from her college days that had left her distrustful of men.
“No,” she responded, her tone measured but firm.
The room seemed to hold its breath. No one had ever refused Alexander Donovan. The media, quick to catch the moment, exploded into a frenzy. Alex felt humiliation boiling beneath his skin, but he kept his face composed. He turned on his heel and stormed out of the ballroom, cameras flashing behind him.
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His father, Senator Donovan, was livid when the news reached him. “No one,” he seethed, pacing his office, “no one humiliates my son like that.”
Storming into Alex’s study, he found his son, the floor littered with broken glass and toppled furniture. His face was a mask of rage.
“Kidnap her,” the senator said calmly, his voice deadly serious. “Make her realize the consequences of crossing us.”
A slow, sinister smile spread across Alex’s face. “Consider it done.”
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The plan was set in motion swiftly. Eleanor’s schedule revealed a quiet morning where she’d be alone in her apartment. Alex’s men waited for the perfect moment to snatch her. It was clean, professional, and within hours, she was in his grasp.
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Eleanor woke in a dimly lit room, her wrists chained to the bedposts. Panic set in as she pulled against the restraints, her heart pounding in her chest.
The door creaked open, and Alex entered, his expression gleaming with satisfaction. “Aww, look who has no control now,” he mocked, walking over to her. He grasped her chin, forcing her to look up at him. “Completely and obediently at my mercy.”
Fear and rage flickered in her eyes as she struggled to free herself, but Alex merely smiled, his grip tightening as he pulled her closer. His lips crashed against hers, rough and possessive, as she fought him. He finally pulled away, leaving her gasping for air.
“Remember this,” he whispered into her ear, before unlocking her chains and stepping out of the room.
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Left alone, Eleanor's mind raced. She wasn’t going to be anyone’s captive. Determined, she used a hidden bobby pin to pick the lock on the door. Quietly, she slipped out, navigating the hallways of the mansion.
She finally found her way to an office. Relief washed over her as she saw the senator seated at his desk. Surely, he would help her. She ran to him, her voice shaky as she explained that his son had kidnapped her.
But the senator merely smiled. Calmly, he picked up the phone and said, “Hey son, your pretty girlfriend’s here. She’s missing you.”
Eleanor froze in disbelief. “Why?” she demanded, her voice barely a whisper.
The senator’s laugh was cold, devoid of warmth. “Did you really think I’d help someone who embarrassed my son and our reputation?”
Before she could react, the door swung open and Alex entered, fury etched on his face. Without a word, he hoisted her over his shoulder and carried her to another room—this one even more isolated.
He threw her onto the bed, anger radiating off him. “I never thought I’d have to teach you a lesson this soon,” he growled, unbuttoning his shirt as he approached her.
Her heart raced as she tried to back away, but there was nowhere to go. “The sooner, the better,” he smirked, a predator closing in on his prey.
This time, there would be no escape.
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The power Alex wielded was suffocating, and in this world of politics and privilege, Eleanor realized, no one cared about justice—only control.
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No one can stop my obsession with the name Eleanor 😭😂
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𝙉𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙪𝙥𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚: 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐦𝐥 𝐗 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
