His Sapphire 18+

I stared at the tray of food, steaming, aromatic, perfectly plated, this wasn't dinner. It was a reminder.
A reminder that I wasn't a guest here. I was a possession.
The door creaked open again. But this time, it wasn't a maid with a tray. It was four women.
They moved together, silent, elegant, too graceful to be ordinary.
All four of them were beautiful.. devastatingly beautiful but not in the way beauty is meant to be. Their smiles didn't reach their eyes.
The woman in front moved differently, older, more self-assured, the kind of confidence that came not from pride, but from having surrendered long ago. She was in her early thirties, maybe a few years younger than him. The diamond on her finger sparkled with a weight that made my stomach twist.
"So..." she said, her English tinged with a faint Slavic accent. "You're the new one."
I blinked, throat too tight to speak. My voice had abandoned me the second she stepped into the room.
She didn't wait for an answer. Instead, she smiled. "I'm Elena Petrović. his first wife and before you start your new life here. You must know a few things." She continued but my life has already turned upside down hearing her first word and the air left my lungs. "First... wife?" I whispered, barely breathing.
She laughed. Not kindly. Not even mockingly. It was a sound that spoke of broken dreams and bitter acceptance. "Oh, darling... you didn't really think you were the only one, did you?"
Before I could reply, another woman stepped forward. one by one they gave an introduction and the room swayed. My stomach churned and lips parted in disbelief. The words takes echoed in my skull like a curse. What kind of monster is he?
They weren't wives.
They were proof.
Proof that once he set his eyes on you, there was no escape.
Proof that your name, your past, your dreams, all of it vanished the moment he decided you were his.

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