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.

bent

me tighter, his voice low. "Don't move, Chloe. I can't promise what I

muscle in place. I didn't dare move, didn't even

me. "Chloe, you're so sweet. I feel like

said sharply, meeting his

by desire in the way he was obsessed with his art. His words might unsettle

found myself unable to smile or even cry.

effortlessly into another room. This one was nothing like the others. Instead of sculptures, it was filled with shelves of jars, strange devices, and stacks of

made 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.

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

voice stopped me cold. "Chloe, if you run, I'll have to cut off your legs. That way,

as fear

look that felt almost amused. 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

run. For all I knew, cameras were hidden in every corner of this place. Running without understanding the layout would be

I murmured, my voice tight. "I

rose with each passing second. Though he hadn't

Whitney must have endured. A single day with Yael was

managed to

Then he stood and motioned for me to get in.

hadn't asked me

clothes, I climbed into the

wet

than the alternative.

the ordeal was over. That he'd simply wanted me to clean myself up. But I couldn't have

moments later, holding a small, dark bottle. Its label looked unfamiliar and untraceable, the kind of

liquid inside the bottle as though it were precious. "It's

myself," I said quickly. "There's no need

Chloe. I'll make sure you're perfectly clean. Not

the water. As the blue substance mixed in, a wave

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

"What... what is

searing pain shot up

"Ah!"

fully clothed, every part of my skin that touched