Chains of the Heart ~ ON HIATUS ~

Chains of the Heart ~ ON HIATUS ~

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Dark Romance
ON HIATUS Book 1 of The Forbidden Chains ~ Life in prison can bring out good things, bad things, new friends, but ultimately, new love. Yes, I may have killed my parents in order to get here, but I managed to only get sentenced to 5 years in prison. I guess that says a lot about who I am. My name is Sophia Carter, and this is my story. I was born into the Carter mafia family, and as the oldest, respectfully I am the heir to lead this mafia family. We hold a lot of power all across the world, but I never imagined meeting my two boyfriends in prison, where my life changed drastically for the better. ------------------------ ********************* Trigger Warnings for this story This story will contain: • Child Abuse • BDSM • Eating Disorder (not the main protagonists) • Graphic Descriptions • Self-Harm • Rape • Slurs • More If you are not comfortable with any of these trigger warnings, you may need to reconsider reading this story. There will be no warnings at the beginning of any chapter as I don't want the warnings to spoil the story.
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The darkness in his eyes, the dangerous smell of alcohol in his breath, and his deathly grip keeping me bound to him made my heart pound in my chest and my body quiver beneath him. Shamefully, it wasn't anything that I wasn't used to, because...the things I let him do to me? When he was frustrated, annoyed, and angry at the world, I was here to be his pound of flesh. In return, he masked the void of my loneliness because for months, that was the transaction of our relationship. He'd pin me to the wall, bend me over the counter, pull my hair, slap me, choke me, and I enjoyed every second of it because in that moment, it finally felt good to be powerless. Irony is a funny thing. I enjoyed being in pain because it made me forget how much I was hurting. *** "I warned you, doll." His voice strikes a string of chills down the base of my spine, a reminder that all of the time in the world could pass, and he's still not letting go. This is where the good girl in me dies. "You're mine now," he whispers. *** My name is Mercy-Mercy Carter. I went to college. Got myself a useless Bachelor of Science in Mathematics degree. His name is Marcel-Marcello Saldívar. However, at the time, I didn't know that he, the heir to the Saldívar Mafia empire, was the man that I had blindly offered myself to. As smart as I am, I was stupid all the times when it actually mattered. After all, he did warn me that he was dangerous. I just didn't think he could be much worse than my thug of a brother. I was vulnerable-naive. My name is Mercy, and I belong to him. My name is Mercy, and I am The Mafia's Mercy. ⚠️ Content Advisory: This is a DARK Romance novel, in every sense of the word. It DOES contains DARK themes that may be triggering. Reader discretion is STRONGLY advised.

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