Novel Full Chapter 98: No Way Out
Chapter 98: No Way Out
Rebecca’s POV (in Stephanie’s body)
Helen looked at me, her soft smile slowly fading into a look of deep sadness. She reached out and gently placed her hands over mine, which were still gripping her shoulders.
"I cannot do that, Rebecca," she said softly, her voice sounding like a quiet whisper in the wind. "The ancient magic of the soul swap is too strong. Once the ritual is done, it binds the souls tightly. No one can break it until the full week is over. You must wait for the five days to pass."
I shook my head violently, tears breaking free and spilling down my cheeks again. "No! No, Helen, please! You don’t understand! I don’t have five days!" I cried out, my voice full of pure panic. "Kaden has given a deadline! He wants Stephanie tomorrow night! He thinks she is just a maid, and he wants to use her body to punish me! I cannot let him do that to her!"
To my absolute shock, Helen didn’t look worried at all. Instead, she just scoffed softly, a tiny, knowing smile returning to the corners of her lips.
"He won’t do it," she said, her voice completely calm and certain. "Trust me, Rebecca. He won’t touch her."
"But Helen, you don’t know how angry he is—" I started to beg, but before I could finish my sentence, her figure began to blur. The beautiful field of white flowers started to fade away into a thick gray mist.
"Trust me..." her voice echoed one last time, and then she vanished completely.
"Helen! Wait!" I screamed, reaching out into the empty air.
Suddenly, the dream shattered.
A rough, heavy hand grabbed my shoulder and shook me hard, pulling me sharply out of my sleep. My eyes snapped open, and I gasped, my heart racing fast as reality crashed back over me.
I wasn’t in the beautiful field anymore. I was sitting on the hard, cold floor of the room, my back aching and my face sticky from dried tears.
I looked up, blinking against the morning light, and saw a tall palace guard standing over me. His face was set in a harsh line, and he looked down at me with no pity at all.
"Get up, maid," the guard ordered, his voice loud and rough in the quiet room. "Alpha Kaden has sent orders. He wants you to go up and tidy his room yourself right now. Move it."
I scrambled up from the cold floor, my legs shaking under me. I quickly ran over to the small sink in the bathroom, splashing freezing cold water onto my face and rinsing my mouth out to wash away the taste of sleep. I wiped my face dry with the sleeve of my apron, trying to force my heart to stop beating so fast.
I had to go back into the lion’s den.
With a deep breath, I walked out of the room and climbed the grand stairs, my feet feeling heavy with every step. When I reached the top floor, two tall guards were standing outside Kaden’s large wooden doors. They didn’t even look at me. One of them just reached out, turned the handle, and pushed the door open.
"Go in," the guard ordered coldly.
I swallowed hard, my throat feeling completely dry, and stepped inside. The heavy doors shut tightly behind me with a loud click.
I looked around the massive bedroom. Kaden wasn’t sitting at his desk, and he wasn’t standing by the window. The room was empty. But then, a low, steady sound caught my attention. It was the sound of rushing water coming from behind the closed bathroom door.
He was in the shower.
My hands began to sweat. I tightly gripped the cleaning cloth in my hands, trying to tell myself to just hurry up, clean the tables, and get out before he finished.
But I didn’t get the chance.
The sound of the water suddenly stopped. A second later, the bathroom door swung wide open, and a thick cloud of warm steam rolled into the bedroom.
I turned my head, and my breath caught completely in my throat.
Kaden stepped out, completely naked, water still glistening on his powerful body. Steam curled around him like a lover’s caress. My eyes betrayed me for one devastating second—tracing the hard planes of his chest, the ridges of his abs, the deep V of his hips... and lower. His cock hung heavy and thick between his muscular thighs, already half-hard and growing visibly thicker under my accidental stare. The sheer size of it made my breath catch. It twitched once, as if aware of my gaze, and I jerked my head away so fast my neck hurt, staring fixedly at the floor.
Gods, what was he doing in the shower? The question screamed in my mind. Was he... relieving himself? Thinking of punishing me? Of using Stephanie’s body—my body—to take out his rage? The image flashed in my head: his big hand wrapped around that massive length, stroking roughly while he imagined fucking Stephanie.
For a moment I became ridiculously jealous that in just two days of me being unavailable, he was already going after Stephanie.
"Like what you see, Stephanie?" Kaden’s dark, mocking voice cut through the quiet room.
I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My tongue felt glued to the roof of my mouth. Instead, I turned my back to him and hurried toward the large wooden desk, pretending to focus on cleaning. My hands shook as I wiped the already-spotless surface with the cloth, over and over, trying desperately to ignore the sound of his wet footsteps moving closer.
Just clean. Don’t look. Don’t speak. Don’t give him anything.
But Kaden had no intention of letting me hide.
In two powerful strides he was behind me. A large hand slammed down on the desk beside mine, caging me in. Before I could even gasp, he spun me around and shoved me back against the wall with enough force to knock the air from my lungs. The cleaning cloth fell uselessly to the floor.
His massive, naked body pressed against mine, hot from the shower. I felt the thick, heavy weight of his cock—now fully hard—nestling between my thighs, pushing against the thin fabric of my maid’s uniform. It throbbed there, scorching hot and terrifyingly big, the thick head nudging right against my most intimate place through my clothes.
Kaden grabbed my jaw in one big hand, forcing my face up to meet his burning gaze. His eyes were dark with fury and raw lust.
"Feel that?" he growled, rolling his hips forward so his massive cock dragged slowly between my thighs, pressing harder. "That is what is waiting for you tonight."
I tried to turn my head away, but his grip on my jaw was like iron. "That’s what you fucking do to me, little maid. Even after everything, my cock is aching for this tight pussy."
I whimpered, my hands pushing weakly at his rock-hard chest, but it was like trying to move a mountain.
"Fuck... I can’t wait to bury myself inside you," he rasped, his voice low and filthy against my ear. His grip on my jaw tightened, his thumb brushing my trembling lower lip. "Trust me, Stephanie. I will fuck you better than any man has ever done. Better than those little boys who call themselves men. I’ll ruin this pretty little body for anyone else. You’ll be screaming my name, begging for my cock like the desperate slut you are."
My mind spiraled into panic.
Oh gods... what if Stephanie is a virgin? The thought hit me like ice water. I had no idea what her experience was. If she was untouched... Kaden would destroy her—me—in this body. I couldn’t let this happen. Not like this. Not while I was still trapped in her skin.
I had to do something. Anything.