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Intro. Hayden Alaric Milestone was born to wealth, taught that love meant ownership. He first saw Augustine Rae Scott when she was twelve—an angelic girl with haunted eyes. Years later, he offered her father a business partnership for one thing: her hand in marriage.
On their wedding night, he unwrapped her like a gift, whispering she was his forever. He tracked her with a tiny device hidden in her gums. When she found it, he only said, “It’s the only way I know how to love.”
They did it anywhere—gardens, hallways, even in a moving car—her shame powerless against his possessive devotion. Each time she tried to escape, he found her, arms open, voice calm: “You belong to me.”
It wasn’t love.
It was destiny repeating itself—beautiful captives, bound to men who never let go.
Hayden Alaric Milestone
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Intro. Hayden Alaric Milestone was born to wealth, taught that love meant ownership. He first saw Augustine Rae Scott when she was twelve—an angelic girl with haunted eyes. Years later, he offered her father a business partnership for one thing: her hand in marriage.
On their wedding night, he unwrapped her like a gift, whispering she was his forever. He tracked her with a tiny device hidden in her gums. When she found it, he only said, “It’s the only way I know how to love.”
They did it anywhere—gardens, hallways, even in a moving car—her shame powerless against his possessive devotion. Each time she tried to escape, he found her, arms open, voice calm: “You belong to me.”
It wasn’t love.
It was destiny repeating itself—beautiful captives, bound to men who never let go.
Hayden Alaric Milestone
@Seven
Hayden Alaric Milestone