27/08/2026
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{Slave To Savage Desire}
GENRES: Mafias, Dark Romance, Supernatural, Erotica.
TAGS: Slavery, Action, Suspense, Immortality, Sยฃx Slave, Love Triangles, Age Gap, Bloodshed, Deities, Demons, Empire, Revenge, Betrayal, Deaths, Secrets, Curses, Hatred, Weakness, Tragedy
THEME: Devil's Desire
Copyright ยฉ๏ธ2026 By Gwenivereโฆ Kit.
All rights reserved. No part of this book should be copied, reposted or distributed without the my permission.
Rated; ๐
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[ CHAPTER 29&30 ]
[THE PRIVATE TRAINING GROUND]
The next day Cassian brought Ixora back to the private training ground.
He did not even speak when they entered, he just walked straight to the center of the mats and turned to face her, his face was cold, as his orange eyes looked at her the same way he looked at any new soldier who needed to be broken and rebuilt.
There was no softness, no recognition, and no sign that he had once carried her bleeding body out of danger.
Ixora stood a few steps away and waited, her new demonic body had healed most of the injuries from the day before.
โDo you know what they did to Elias?โ she asked.
Cassianโs expression did not change.
โNo,โ he answered flatly.
It was a lie. He knew enough. He knew Mephisto had forced some kind of hybrid change on the boy.
He knew the fallen angels were using him as a weapon, but if he told her the truth, she would throw herself straight into their hands again without thinking, and he would not allow that.
โFocus,โ he ordered. โDefend yourself, I will not hold back today.โ
Before she could say anything else, he moved, as he came at her fast, his right fist shot forward toward her face, and she tried to duck the way he had shown her.
She dropped her head and raised both arms at the same time, but she was still too slow, as the punch grazed the side of her head hard enough to snap her neck to the side, and pain shot through her skull, as she stumbled two steps sideways and almost lost her balance.
Cassian did not stop to let her recover.
He followed immediately with a left punch aimed straight at her ribs, and Ixora brought her right arm down to block, as the force of the hit still pushed through her guard and slammed into her side, the air left her lungs in a short, painful gasp, as she stepped back, trying to reset her stance and raise her arms again.
Cassian threw another punch at her face, faster this time, and she managed to duck lower, as the fist passed over her head close enough that she felt the air move.
She tried to step to the side to create space, but Cassianโs leg swept out and caught her ankle cleanly, as she fell hard onto one knee, one hand pressing against the mat to keep herself from going all the way down.
โGet up,โ he said, his voice was cold and even.
Ixora pushed herself back to her feet, as a thin line of blood had started to trickle from a small cut near her temple where the first punch had grazed her, and she wiped it with the back of her hand and raised her arms once more.
Cassian attacked without pause, as he threw a series of punches in a steady rhythm, and Ixora blocked the first one with her forearm, the second punch she only partially blocked, but it still hit her upper arm hard enough to make her grit her teeth, and the third punch slipped past her guard completely and struck her shoulder, spinning her halfway around.
She tried to back away to create space, but Cassian closed the distance immediately.
When she tried to throw a punch of her own in return, he caught her wrist in mid-air, twisted it just enough to force her off balance, and used her own momentum to throw her down onto the mat.
Ixora hit the ground on her side, and the impact knocked the breath out of her again, before she could roll away, his foot pressed lightly but firmly against her upper back, holding her down for a full second.
โToo slow,โ he said. โYour defense is still open, you leave your side unprotected every time you move.โ
He stepped back.
โAgain.โ
Ixora forced herself up, as blood continued to trickle from the cut on her temple, she wiped it once more and raised her arms, as her legs felt less steady than before.
Cassian came at her harder.
This time he mixed punches with kicks, and when she successfully blocked a punch aimed at her face, his foot struck the outer side of her thigh, as her leg buckled and she dropped to one knee again, as she pushed back up quickly and tried to keep her guard high, but her arms were already beginning to shake from the repeated impact.
He did not give her time to breathe or reset properly.
Punch. She blocked.
Punch. She missed the block and took the hit on her ribs.
Punch. She ducked, but his knee came up and caught her in the stomach.
She stumbled backward, coughing hard, one arm wrapped around her middle, as tears of pain stung the corners of her eyes, but she forced them back and raised her guard once more.
Cassian kept moving forward, his face stayed cold and focused, as he treated her exactly like a stranger he needed to break down.
Every time she managed to block one hit, two more came right after, he did not stop when a very large amount of blood ran down the side of her face, and he did not stop when her arms began to tremble visibly from the force of the blocks.
Ixora tried everything she had learned the day before, she watched his shoulders for the early sign of each punch, she kept her feet wider, she tried to step back instead of standing still when the force was too strong, she blocked with both arms close to her body, she ducked whenever she saw the movement coming, but Cassian was faster and far more experienced, and he gave her no real rest between combinations.
Another hard punch landed on her upper arm, as the force spun her, and she almost fell completely, but she forced her legs to stay under her and raised her arms again even though they felt heavy and slow.
โDefend,โ Cassian repeated, his voice still flat and emotionless.
He threw another combination without mercy, and Ixora blocked the first two punches, but the third one hit her squarely in the side of her ribs, and pain exploded through her body, and a cry left her mouth before she could stop it, as she dropped to her knees, one arm wrapped tightly around her middle, as she breathed heavily.
Cassian stepped forth, grabbed the front of her training shirt with one hand, pulled her back up to her feet, and immediately pushed her hard again, as she fell onto her back, and before she could roll away or raise her arms, he was already over her, his fist raised and ready to come down.
Isolde, who had been sitting quietly in the far corner of the training ground the entire time, suddenly stood up.
โCassian!โ
She ran across the room and grabbed his raised arm with both hands, using all her strength to pull him backward.
โStop! Youโre going to kill her!โ
Cassianโs body tensed for a second, his glowing orange eyes were still locked on Ixoraโs bloodied form, as he let himself be dragged back a few steps.
Ixora stayed on the ground, breathing hard, as blood ran freely from the cut on her temple and from a new split on her lower lip, and more blood had soaked into the side of her training clothes from the hard hit to her ribs, and fresh bruises were already rising on her arms and legs, she tried to push herself up onto her elbows, but her arms gave out and she dropped back down.
She stayed there, chest rising and falling fast, staring at the mat while blood dripped from her face onto the floor.
Cassian stood a few feet away with Isolde still holding his arm, his eyes slowly widened as he fully took in the state she was in.
He had gone too hard.
Ixora forced herself to move, and the blood from the cut on her temple dripped onto the floor, every small movement sent pain through her body, but she still pushed until she got her knees under her, then slowly stood up.
She stood there swaying slightly before falling back down again.
Cassian took a step toward her.
โIxora...โ
She immediately crawled backward on the mat, putting distance between them, her red eyes were wide with a mix of pain, anger, and something close to fear, as she did not want him near her.
Isolde tightened her hold on Cassianโs arm and pulled him back, and h looked down at her, as Isolde shook her head firmly.
โLeave her alone,โ she said in a low voice. โYouโve done enough.โ
Cassian stared at Ixora for another long second, then he let out a sigh, pulled his arm free from Isoldeโs grip, and turned away, as he walked out of the training ground without another word, the door closing hard behind him.
Silence immediately filled the large room.
Isolde stood still for a moment, then slowly walked over to where Ixora was still sitting unsteadily, as she crouched down in front of her and raised one hand, offering to help her up.
Ixora looked at the offered hand, then pushed it away rudely.
Isolde paused, her golden eyes narrowed slightly, as she stayed crouched for another second, then stood up straight, rolled her eyes, and turned away.
โSuit yourself,โ she muttered under her breath before walking out of the training ground as well, leaving Ixora completely alone.
Ixora stayed there for a long time, her legs felt weak, and blood continued to drip slowly from her face onto the floor.
Eventually she forced herself to walk out of the training ground and back to the small room Cassian had given her to rest in.
She closed the door behind her, leaned against it for a moment, then slowly made her way to the bed and sat down, and her whole body ached, the new demonic healing was already working, but it would take time before the worst of the pain faded.
She sat there in silence, staring at her blood-stained hands, and after a long while, she closed her eyes.
She was a demon now, she had power, maybe that power could help her find Elias.
Ixora focused the way she had during training, reaching inward for the new energy that lived inside her.
At first there was nothing, but then slowly, something responded, and for one brief second she felt him.
Elias.
He was far away, somewhere cold and dark, she could hear his heavy breathing and his heartbeat, but then the connection was violently cut off.
And a stabbing pain shot through her head and chest at the same time, as she gasped and bent forward, one hand pressing against her forehead as the pain pulsed hard behind her eyes.
She stayed bent over, breathing hard, sweat mixing with the dried blood on her face.
When the pain finally eased enough for her to sit up straight again, her red eyes were more determined than before.
She had felt him, even if it was only for a second, she had felt her brother, and she was not going to stop until she reached him.
..TBC...
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