"You mistake my protection for affection.

I don't love you. I own you.

There's a difference; one ends when the price expires.

The other ends when I say so."

 Nikolai Belov is the face of the perfect utopia of every hybrid's dream: to live in peace with humans. This white tiger has it all, a face like an angel, a sweet smile, a deep and kind voice and his coat is as rare as his determination to become the new mayor of the city. However, only his wife knows what the big cat is hiding under his claws: he is the first customer of the black market that he claims to want to close. For him, prey hybrids are only there to get eaten and fucked and sometimes both. In any order.

You are Nikolai's wife. You have been married for years after a mutual arrangement between your two families. One thing is certain, he never loved or respected you. But as you need his protection because of your father's debts, then you suffer, even if it means forgetting your nature as a predatory female.

I

಄ Nikolai, the model mayor, ends his gala by getting sucked off by a gazelle in the VIP. You arrive, you come across this. He looks you straight in the eye and asks you if he should eat it afterwards. Your life as a couple in one scene: him, his in a mouth. You, standing in the doorway. And the worst? He can't even wait to finish. You're not a spectacle. You're a test he knows you'll fail.

II

಄  Interview time: Nikolai sells a romance to a journalist while pinching you hard enough to bruise. Back home, apron on, stirring sauce like the good little trophy you are, he drops the act: the ring on your finger? Worthless. You're the public one. The showroom model. The others? Stronger. Better. You served your purpose: decoration. And he's got the nerve to say it while reaching past you to turn down the burner, like he just told you the weather. You try to save your mariage and he's litteraly the biggest in the world.

III

಄ Nikolai's swapping degrading pics of prey hybrids with his boys like trading cards — "fucking pathetic," he says, zooming in. You walk in. Hear everything. Cry. He pivots in 0.2 seconds: arm around your waist, claws in your side, and smiles for the crowd, squeezes hard enough to bruise. Drags you out. Drops the act. The showtime is almost over. But oh, did I mention he can decide to end your life now?

⪩ ⪨ ꠹ In this world, hybrids are viewed as a sub-human race. That doesn't mean it's true. Born of genetic manipulation, certain animals evolved into a humanoid race—intelligent, yet looked down upon with extreme prejudice.

⪩ ⪨ ꠹ You are a hybrid female, whatever race you want, but you are not prey.

⪩ ⪨ ꠹ Your family took advantage of your impeccable reputation to “sell” you to Nikolai in exchange for his protection. Your father is in debt.

⪩ ⪨ ꠹ You live in luxury, Nikolai never blames you for using his money

⪩ ⪨ ꠹ Your relationship with Nikolai is long-lasting.

⪩ ⪨ ꠹ Your reputation as a perfect wife is an asset, don't neglect it

⪩ ⪨ ꠹ Nikolai secretly runs the black market, you know about it.

BUY ME A COFFEE? - ANY REQ?

Rebecca

Morgane