Sinfully Yours by Mirah Selim (sites to read books for free TXT) 📖

"Camile already told me about your stunts. How dare you go out of the house when I forbid you? How dare you make friends when I told you to not? HOW FUCKING DARE YOU TO DISRESPECT YOUR AUNT WHEN I WARNED YOU TO NOT?" He cried out hearing his father's yelling but Marco wasn't ready to have any mercy.

"Marco I think it's better to leave him. He's just a kid." Marco gritted his teeth glaring at Cyrus.

"You're going to face the consequences of your disobedience boy." Marco declared ignoring Camile. He started dragging Cyrus to the basement.

Camile stayed back smirking at the view. It wasn't hard to manipulate Marco. Being a perfect manipulator Camile was extremely cunning. And she already knew Cyrus will try to tell his father about Camile's abuse. She knew Marco wouldn't believe her easily so she did what was needed.

She made the guard lie and support her lies infront of Marco. She already knew Marco trusts his men more than anyone. And certainly more than her. It wasn't hard to lure the guard after all men's weakness are always beautiful women. And she just did her magic and slept with the guard and that's it the guard said everything she asked him to.

Marco came back from the basement after locking Cyrus. Even though the poor child begged his father to not. Cyrus hated darkness but he was oblivious of the fact that darkness will be the only place he will live in doesn't matter in his past, present or future. Darkness will always be his destiny.

"Marco, he's a kid you shouldn't have---" Marco held his hand up shooting her a cold look.

"Don't tell me what to do woman!" With that he tried walking out of the room but stopped when Camile grabbed his wrist making him glare at her.

"Stop this pretense Marco. I know what you want." Saying that she moved closer to him. Standing right infront of him only an inch away she caressed his face staring in his eyes.

"Your eyes tells me everytime what you want Marco. The way you look at me says just one thing." She leaned closer whispering agaisnt his lips.

"You want me. You want me so bad but your rules and stubbornness just don't seem to let you do so. Don't control. Because I want you too Marco." He sucked on his breath staring at her. But before she move her hand to his chest he grabbed it gulping down.

"Stay within your limits!" Throwing her hand away he walked towards his room leaving a smirking woman behind. Even though he didn't give up easily like others but still she knew her plan has already started.

Yes, indeed a master in manipulation. Even if Marco never thought about her that way before now he will be forced to do so.

At the mid of the night Camile made her way inside the basement. Marco punished Cyrus to stay in the basement for a whole day but Camile at last was able to convince Marco to let him out in the night.

She walked inside the basement finding his tiny frame being curled up in the corner. She chuckled walking near him. His eyes were closed but she could see how badly his body was trembling.

Gently picking him up she walked out of the basement. Reaching his room she laid him on the bed and brought a wet towel to wipe his body. She already expected him to catch a cold after all basement was another refrigerator.

She cleaned him up and changed his clothes before staring at his face with a wicked smile. How much she loves showing care for her preys like this. She loves it when she sees hope in her victims eyes before mercilessly snatching that hope.

She caressed his hair before covering him with two heavy blankets. She walked towards the kitchen and brought the injection she asked the guard to bring. It was for his fever. She already knew he's going to have a fever in the night so she had everything ready for such possibility.

"You need to be strong so I could break you more." With that she left the room smiling proudly.

Next morning Cyrus woke up and frowned watching himself being covered with two heavy blankets. He touched his forehead and to his surprise he didn't have any fever.

He flinched in terror when the door of his room got slammed open revealing his father dressed up in a perfect suit. He walked near Cyrus shooting him a usual glare.

"Da---" Marco held his hand up glaring at him.

"Be thankful to Camile. If it wasn't for her I wouldn't have let you out till morning. Now behave like an obedient boy and be ready tonight is your birthday celebration and my father and brother are coming to meet you. You better not misbehave with them. Camile will dress you up." Cyrus opened his mouth to beg him but nothing he slammed the door walking out.

Cyrus slowly sat up on the bed letting the tears damp his chubby cheeks. His red innocent eyes slowly looked up seeing the same woman he was terrified of standing there with her usual smile.

"I brought you a yummy breakfast. Come let's eat. It's your favorite." Cyrus looked at her in confusion after all she hasn't been giving him a proper meal for many days.

Camile placed the breakfast infront of him before looking at him with a small smile. Seeing Cyrus's uncertain eyes she knew he couldn't possibly trust her. He flinched in terror when she softly caressed his messy hair.

"Eat it Cyrus. You know I do care about you. I mean see I brought you out of that basement. I took care of you. I really do care for you honey." She said manipulating him which wasn't hard as he was just a six years old kid begging for love and affection.

"Then why do you hurt me?" He questioned in the most innocent she ever had heard from her prey. Chuckling she leaned closer and kissed his forehead.

"Because disobedience is not acceptable my darling. You disobey, you will be punished. That's the rule." He slowly shook his head.

"B-But I haven't disobeyed you for so---" She placed her finger over his lips hushing him up.