Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos Chapter 138

Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos Chapter 138

Shackled (The Lord Series)


The writer’s block I’ve had since the hunt in the forest is driving me crazy. I have been sitting in front of my laptop for hours, trying to finish the edits to my last book as I have a deadline for it. No matter how many times I reread it, something feels off about it, and I don’t want to send it like this to my publisher.

It is the first time that I have had a block since I started writing while in college. I wasn’t always a book person, but that’s what I ended up doing after I dropped out of college after working hard to be accepted to a STEM university. In the end, I wasn’t cut out to be an engineer. Not because I didn’t have the brains for it but because of my role as a Lord. The first years after Rueben, me, and the others became blood-brothers we took part in many missions, some of which sent us overseas. It was only after Jasper joined us that we finally settled in.

“For f**ks’ sake,” I curse out loud when I notice it is past lunch and get up from my office chair and rush to get to the basement, which we turned into our man’s cave.

I never liked holidays, but ever since we were in high school, Rueben, Ansel, and I always had a big Call of Duty tournament on Christmas and the day following, drinking beer and listening to rock music. Then Mose joined us, and lastly, Jasper.

“Finally, you show up,” Ansel says as I join them.

He gives me my headphones, and moments later, I log into my account. Rueben passes me a bottle of beer and a cigar. I tried to quit a few years ago, but since Rueben and Ansel smoke as well, I find it impossible, especially since Mose and Jasper will occasionally have one with us.

I put the cigar between my lips, and Jasper takes a lighter from his pocket and lights it for me. As soon as the nicotine enters my system, I finally relax. I didn’t even realize how stressed I was because of this current writer’s block.

When I get up from my chair to go grab more beers, Jasper asks me to check on the b itch as well. I nod my head, but I have no interest in her person. She could die right now, and I wouldn’t even give a shi t. The world is full of wh ores like

her. You get rid of one, more pop out.

The day my father took me for the first time to the Blood Lodge, I knew I wanted to be a Priest and assist the other Lords in their ceremonies, but when the life plans I made for myself failed, I joined Rueben because, just like me, he isn’t interested in finding a bonded. Ansel usually does what Rueben says, so it was easy for us to point out the benefits of being single to him. Mose and Jasper are the only ones who want to have a family, but as long as Rueben is the leader, that will never happen. We are stringing them along, but in time, they will realize it is better like this. Women are who res, and no matter how good you treat them or how much you love them, they will always cheat.

After I put kimchi in a big bowl, I grab a box of beers from the fridge and my chopsticks I return to the basement.

“Did you check on Olivia?” Jasper asks as he grabs a beer.

“The bit ch is fine.”

Jasper doesn’t seem convinced. Apparently, the soup Mose made for her was ‘too sp icy,’ so he had to make something else, which she ended up not eating, and Jasper is worried about her.

Ungrateful bit ch.


I really don’t understand what the f**k Rueben was thinking when he decided to bring her here. There are other ways to find information about Carlos or to bring her father down without having to f**k her. Not that I will take part in any of the madness Rueben comes up with.

I bet I can make her talk after a session of torture.

Why thef**k didn’t I think of it before?

There is no need to keep her around to and f**k and show it to the world. A few hours with me, and she will be singing like a bird.

Knowing Jasper won’t agree with me, I keep quiet. He always has a soft spot when it comes to women.

When I die in the game, I say, “I am going to check on my pets and then on the horses.”

I leave the basement before anyone realizes my true intentions, as I always take care of my pets first thing in the morning.

I leave the house through the front door, and I don’t bother putting on my coat despite the air being chilly and a few snow flakes falling from the sky. Once I am done with the bi tch, I will have to check on the horses and Juniper. Grooming them is therapeutic. It helps me calm my demon down. He hasn’t been the same for a long, long time, and I am still trying to understand why. The feeling I get from him is that he dislikes me.

The guest house is warm, and I ‘accidentally’ turn the heat off before going into the b itch’s room. She is sleeping, her long hair spilled on the pillow beneath her head.

“Time to get up, stu pid bi tch,” I snarl as I march up to the bed.

My demon growls, his hate fuelling me. At least, we are on the same page when it comes to this bit ch.”

Her eyes flutter open.

“You and I are going to have a conversation about Carlos,” I say as I unlock the handcuffs.

“I don’t know anything useful.”

Sure, she doesn’t.

“Get up!” I bark at her, and she rushes to obey me. Malaky was right about one thing-she is submissive. Good. It will make things easier. “If you try anything funny, I will break your neck.”

“Do it anyway,” she whispers.

Her legs tremble, and she looks like she will faint at any moment, but how can I know it is not an act she is putting


“Not until I find out everything you know.” I jerk my head towards the door. “Let’s go out for a walk.”

She walks slowly, and I have to rush her, not wanting to be caught by any of my blood-brothers. When we are outside, she looks around.


“We are not out here for sightseeing,” I snarl, and she lowers her head.

When we reach the shed I keep my pets in, I say, “Get inside.”

She does so, and a smile crac ks on my face.

The shed has no windows, but special lamps keep my snakes and scorpions happy.


The bi tch freezes a few steps away from the doorframe, and I have to shove her further inside so I can get past her. She almost falls but regains her balance at the last moment.

I point to a chair between the terrariums of my two snakes. “Bring it here.”

She licks her lips nervously. “No, p-please, I am terrified of snakes.”

“That’s too bad,” I click my tongue. “Do as I say, or else I will lock you in here and let the snakes free.”

Her fingers twitch, and she stares at the snakes as if she is afraid they will escape at any moment.

“Now!” I snarl.

She moves, her steps light, never taking her eyes off the snakes. Her hands tremble so hard it looks like she has Parkinson’s.

“Please,” she whimpers. I go to one of the terrariums, and before I can open it, she says, “No! I will be good.”

I step away from the snake. “Faster bit ch, I don’t have all day.”

She grabs the chair and drags it as far as she can from the snakes.


While the bi tch sits in the chair, I go over to where I keep my torture equipment. I not only keep my pets in here, but I also break all the idiots who think are tough enough to get in my way.

I might write books about women railed up by possessive men, but I am first a Lord, and that comes before everything else. I take a roll of duct tape and tie the bit ch to the chair.

“Tell me what you know about Carlos.”

She doesn’t hesitate a moment before saying, her eyes fixed on the floor, “He is a sad ist.”

“Look at me when you talk,” I sneer. “I want to see those wh ore eyes of yours to be sure you are not lying.”

She lifts up her head slowly. Her pupils are dilated, letting me know she is afraid. Good. I can use that against her.

“He is a sad ist,” she repeats.


“I don’t know.”

I let go of her. “Oh, I think you know exactly where he is. After all, you sucked his co ck daily for how many years


She yanks her gaze away from me. “I am not lying.”

“Don’t worry. When I am done with you, I will know every little secret you have.”

Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos

Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Artist: Released: 1/30/2024 Native Language: English
Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos  The world I live in is more dangerous than I realized, ruled by two secret organizations—the Dukes and the Lords, whom I’ve found myself entangled with—but not as dangerous as the treacherous man my father, a Duke of Veross City, insists I must marry. I ran away before he could sink his claws into me. I find myself forced to beg my former best friend—Alekos—for help. Alekos agrees, but he has a price. I must become not only his woman but also that of his two friends. What choice do I have? So I agree with his proposal. Read Link

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