When Masters Harry and Zayn find their marriage and life as they knew it poisoned by the very thing they had invited in, the twist of forbidden love and cruel errors in deciding whom to Submit to, leave them on the edge of no return.
A dramatic tale of 2 masters, 1 submissive, and 2 skips - the misfortune, the love, the war, and the pivotal end.
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"I suggest you submit to me, I own you, it could only benefit you." Harry muttered meeting the skips icy stare, the younger one hardened his glare, "I wouldn't submit to you if it's the last thing I ever do," he pauses letting his eyes travel around the room before they land on the newest addition to the family, "Skips don't submit, someone should've warned you,"
"They did," Harry assures pursing his lips in a mimicking smile, he tilts the glass toward his skip in a mocking toast gesture, "And you've only proved them wrong, darling."
“What the hell are you doing?” I spat at Zayn. He just pulled away from her to look at me.
“Get your hands away from my sister.”
“Harry I’m so sorry-”
“Oh really I’m your sister now?” She spat getting up and marching right up to me.
“Why the hell are you making out with Zayn?” I yelled.
“Why the hell are you in my room?” She asked. “Get out.” she walked back to Zayn.
“You two stay away from each other you hear me?”
“Sure Harry.” She laughed at me. Zayn didn’t know what to do.
“I’m serious-”
“You don’t get to decide my life Harry.” She declared.
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Let’s start at the beginning so this all makes sense.......