Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos

Chapter 29

Shackled (The Lord Series)

29. Angel

Dinner consists of toasted duck, green beans, baby cames, and garlic bread. It smells so good my

mouth water. I ‘t miss the bottle of Kleken always had good taste when it comes to food and drinks,

I am so hungry that I notice there are only three chairs around the table after Reyes and Alekos join

Stefans.

“Where am supposed to sit?” I ask. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Reyes pats his right knee. “We will ford you.”

I want to argue, but I am so hungry, I could eat a horse. Besides, all the vodka I drank made me a little

tipsy, and maybe being fed by the guys is not such a bad idea. But that doesn’t mean I like it. My

mother always told me how important it is to not depend on a man. To be independent even if I get

married and have children.

1 sit on Reyes’ lap, just like he wanted, and he snakes an arm around my waist, glueing my back to his

chest, his warm breath fanning my neck.

Alekos opens the wine while Stefan serves the food, I am a bit hurt that there are only three plates and

glasses on the table. Someone either failed to inform Giselle that there would be a fourth person

present tonight, or they did it on purpose. I am inclined to believe it was the latter. Do the Lords take

pleasure in humiliating women? First, Giselle-who did nothing to deserve to be a sla ve-nm me. My

father would have never sat my mother in his lap and fed her like the wasn’t capable of doing it on her

own. And he never had her n*ked around the house. My mother had been a very elegant woman,

always wearing nice clothes.

1 min her

There are many days when I wonder what would have happened if she were My father had always

respected my mother’s opinion.

Alekos fills t

alive. Maybe my father would not have agreed to Carlos being my future husband.

the glasses, and I try to grab one, but he quickly sna tch es is away. “You can eat only what we feed

you,” he informs me

Controlling much?

“I was trying to drink, not to eat,” I point out. He narrows his eyes. “I cannot leave the house, and not to

mention, I can’t wear clothes without getting my as s span ked. What’s next? Control my thoughts?”

am so sarcastic Stefan ends up rolling his eyes, I smirk at him while I try my luck with a slice of bread,

but Alekos smacks my hand away. Son of a bi tch! It hurts..

“Remember what happens to bad girls?” Alekosk

I huff and cross my hands over my chest. “If being hungry means that I am a bad girl, then you really

need to have your head checked. Are you sure you don’t have a brain tumor?”

Reyes’ chest vibrates with laughter. Does he really think it is funny to have me starve? I rub my as s on

top of his hard erection.

A groan leaves him. “Do that one more time, and I am going to replace that a nal plug with my c ock,

and you are going to keep it warm while Alekos and Stefan feed YOU”

I stop moving.

Reyes is into c ock warming as well?

How many kinks does he have?

Alekos drinks from his wine glass, a twin kle of amusement in his eyes. “About your earlier comment.”

What did I say earlier? All I can remember is Alekos denying me basic human rights like food

Alekos takes another sip from his wine. “While controlling someone’s thoughts is not possible, I can

control the way you act or

talk to us.”

Ah, that. I wasn’t wrong when I said that.

“That’s the type of person you want me to be? Just a S** doll without any brain?” I want to know.

29 Angel

that would make me feel better. “Remind me what the difference is between you and Carlos

, but he takes another sip from the wine. “I don’t torture women nor kill them. And I will always put your

happiness above

1 try to control myself, I really do, but I still end up laughing. “You had me in the first half, until you

started spewing bull sh it about putting my happiness first.” When did you do something for me?”

“I agreed to help you,” Alekos replies.

“Only because 1 agreed to not only f uck you but also Mr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde here,” I remind him.

wer Chip and Dale.”

Stefan smiles. “I thought we were

“I like Mr. Hyde better,” Reves comments.

“You are Mr. Jekyll, I let him know

Reyes laughs. “You don’t really know Stefan. He is not Mr. Nice Guy.”

I might not know Stefan at all, but it is clear he is not a psychopath like Reyes and Alekos,

Alekos keeps talking to me. “What do you need to be happy?”

How about not forcing me to see his other woman every single day? But Giselle is not to blame that

Alekos can’t keep it in his pants. Seeing him k*ssing Giselle reminded me of all the times I saw him

with Salma. I know I should not live in the past, but I really cared about him, and just because I couldn’t

be with him, he made me not only hate him and my best friend but myself as well.

“Clothes and a laptop.” The money I have saved will be gone in six months or less if I don’t keep

working

my room,

Alekos brings his glass to my lips and coaxes me to take a sip. “I thought you wanted wine” he has me

drink more wine and books. I have a

a library in m you are welcome to read anything you like. As for clothes,” his eyes fell on Reyes’ t-shirt,

“you look good wearing oun

I am not big on fashion, but I do like wearing nice things. Men’s clothes do not enter that category. “I

need shoes and hygiene products as well.”

“If you make a list, I a

a list, I can purchase the items you need,” Stefan offers

At least one of them is being reasonable,

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