Monsters Love Harder 🖤

Chapter One: A Monster's First Glance

The room was dark.
I was locked in a cage.

Cold iron bars. No window. Just one light above me.

And he was there.

He sat on the sofa right in front of me. Calm. Like he had all the time in the world.

His eyes were on me.
He didn't speak.
He just watched.

Then he smiled. Slow. Dangerous.
"You're awake," he said.
"Good. We need to talk."

"You're a monster," I said , tears were sparkling in my eyes..
He smiled darkly..."And monsters love harder."

How it all began?

I woke up early in the morning, My mother entered the room and smiled at me. "My daughter" she smiled and hugged me.

"looking pretty my love" She said kissing my forehead.

I hugged her. "Mm...Mama, I'm going to be late. There's a small party today, after university."

She nodded and smiled."Ok I'll wait for you"

I hugged her and grabbed my hand bag ,stepped downstairs and sat in the car and the driver took me to my university.

My mother was CEO of my dad's company after his death.

Iris Vale_Introduction

My name is Iris Vale. I am a university student, and my family is rich. My mother is the CEO of my father's company after he died. She runs everything now. We have money, drivers, a big house, and everything we need. But I don't show off. I keep things simple.

I am short, only five feet two, with a thin and delicate frame. My long black hair falls over my face sometimes, hiding my pale skin and my dark brown eyes that are calm and deep. My face is soft, and I smile often. I wear simple but expensive clothes - black hoodies, jeans, and sneakers. Nothing too flashy.

I am a good student. I work hard. Professors like me because I am intelligent and always prepared. I participate in class. I answer questions. I am focused on my studies.

And I have friends. Good friends. We sit together. We laugh together. They think I am just a simple, happy girl. They don't know what I keep inside.

I have secrets. I carry a black diary everywhere. I write everything in it my thoughts, my pain, my past. I don't share it with anyone. I smile on the outside, but inside, I am still healing from things no one knows about.

My mother loves me. She calls me her princess. She hugs me every morning. I love her too. She is all I have.

And that's how I like it.

Remember...I have money But money doesn't fill the empty spaces inside.

The car stopped in front of the university gates. I looked out the window and took a deep breath. Another day. Another routine.

I grabbed my bag and stepped out. The driver nodded at me. I smiled back and walked toward the main building. Students were everywhere - some laughing, some rushing, some standing in groups. The morning air was cool. I liked it.

I walked inside and headed to my class. But before I could go in, I heard a familiar voice behind me.

"IRIS!"

I turned around. It was my best friend, Ava Morgan. She was tall, blonde, and always full of energy. Her smile was big and warm. She ran toward me and hugged me tight.

"Good morning, pretty girl!" she said, squeezing me.

"Good morning, Ava," I laughed. "You're too much."