Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 391 My Precious

I couldn't shake the memory of what I'd seen in the basement. The bodies under those white sheets-completely exposed-had been coated with some strange substance. The thought churned my stomach.

Even though he hadn't done that to them, the idea of him manipulating lifeless forms was disturbing enough.

"Yael, I'm really tired today," I said, my voice trembling. "Maybe we can do this another time. I—"

He stepped closer, cutting off my retreat with deliberate ease. "Chloe, there's nothing to worry about. I won't hurt you. I just need to see your body. Silas damaged your original one, and I've regretted it ever since. This new body-it's flawless. I want to study it properly." "Yael," I stammered, my mind racing. "It's cold. Undressing isn't a good idea right now."

"Chloe," he replied, his tone calm. "This island stays warm all year. You won't get cold."

His hand moved toward my collar, fingers grazing the buttons of the shirt Carter had dressed me in earlier.

"Yael, stop!" I cried, my heart pounding.

With a swift motion, he yanked at the fabric. Two buttons popped off, and my shoulder was left bare, the strap of my top slipping into view.

Horror washed over me as I realized what he could see. The marks Carter had left on me bruises, kisses-spoke volumes about the night we'd shared.

Yael's expression darkened. His voice grew icy.

"Chloe, your body is ruined."

Panic gripped me. "Yael, you know I'm married. It's normal for a husband and wife to-" My words faltered.

"Marks like these destroy the beauty," he interrupted, his tone detached, almost clinical.

His focus wasn't on me as a person. It was his relentless pursuit of perfection in his art. Yet, the tension in the room made it hard to breathe.

I scrambled to calm him. "They'll fade in a few days. We can continue once they're gone, okay?"

A small smile crept across his face, but it brought no comfort. "There's no need to wait. If something's dirty, you clean it."

"Clean it?" I asked, dread creeping in. "How?"

Images flooded my mind-horrific scenes of being scrubbed raw with a stiff brush or held down in some cruel attempt at purity.

Or perhaps something even worse. An assault so cruel that only existed in stories.

I could react, he bent and lifted

his voice low. "Don't move, Chloe. I can't promise what I might do if you fight. You're so beautiful,

place. I didn't dare

me. "Chloe, you're so sweet.

I said sharply, meeting

consumed by desire in the way he was obsessed with his art. His words might unsettle me, but he never crossed that

almost immediately. I found myself unable to smile or even

another room. This one was nothing like the others. Instead of sculptures, it was filled with shelves of

my stomach churn. Carter's warnings about Bloodshade came flooding back-a group of so-called geniuses who thrived in secrecy, creating dangerous, illegal drugs that the world would never see. Yael moved past the lab and into what looked like

me into a large bathtub. Panic surged in me as I instinctively

run, I'll have to cut off your legs.

stay calm, even as fear clawed at me. "The

Then he reached out, patting my head like I was some kind of pet. "You're right. That's my fault. Stay here, and I'll clean it properly.

refused to obey any urge to run. For all I knew, cameras were hidden in every corner of this place. Running

my voice tight. "I won't

My anxiety rose with each passing second. Though he hadn't laid a hand on

Whitney must have endured. A single day with Yael was suffocating enough. She had survived years under

she managed to

he stood and motioned for me to get in.

hadn't asked me

my clothes, I climbed into the water fully

wet clothes

than the alternative.

ordeal was over. That he'd simply wanted me to clean myself up. But I

and untraceable, the kind of thing no legitimate pharmacy would carry. "What's in that?" I asked, trying

though it were

can wash myself," I said quickly. "There's no need to add

chilled me. "Don't worry, Chloe. I'll make sure you're perfectly clean. Not a single blemish will

water. As the

blended completely, disappearing without a trace. I couldn't even tell

"What...

I could finish, a sharp, searing pain shot up from my

"Ah!"

that touched the water felt like a