Novels by riasuga84

For the first time in what felt like forever, I could finally breathe without that weight on my chest. The constant fear, the feeling that something bad was always around the corner was gone, like I would get snatched and stuffed in a trunk once again. It had been weeks since Ryan was hospitalized, and though the memory of everything he’d done lingered in my mind, I was starting to feel at ease.The days had taken on a rhythm that felt… normal. I’d wake up early, make breakfast, and help Leon with his treatment. He had his bad days, days where he felt stuck, frustrated, or just plain tired but for every difficult moment, there was progress. Little by little, we were moving forward.And then there were days like today.The sun reflected through the wide windows of the home gym, casting a golden glow over everything. I stood by Leon, watching him as he prepared for another attempt at walking. His hands gripped the parallel bars tightly, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. Swea

NAYAThe car ride back home was quiet, almost painfully so. Leon sat beside me in the passenger seat while Nick drove, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. He hadn’t said much since we left the hospital, and neither had I. But it wasn’t the kind of silence I was used to. This one was heavy, thick with unspoken words that hung in the air like a weight on my chest.My mind raced, piecing together everything I’d overheard at the hospital. I paid attention to Ryan’s and Leon’s conversation, but I didn't grasp the whole thing that was said. But the parts I did hear were enough to unravel the rest. The way Leon spoke to Ryan, the icy calmness in his voice, the way Ryan had reacted to him. He was sure that Leon was the one behind it and Leon never denied it or accepted it. Leon had orchestrated Ryan’s accident.At first, I tried to tell myself I was wrong. Maybe I had misunderstood, maybe I didn’t hear things clearly. But the more I thought about it, the clearer it became. The way Leon had cho

NAYAIt has been a while since the incident but it still doesn't seem to be going away. I am still shaken up. I would get flashbacks of the scenario and fear would grip me like I was relieving the whole thing. My nightmares weren't going away, instead, it felt more vivid and scary. Ryan was laughing psychotically in my dreams haunting me, no matter how I ran or how I begged it all ended the same way. It ended with him putting a bullet through my skull. I was scared of stepping outside the house, I have never tried to but the thought of it scared me.I tried all my best to hide everything from Leon so he wouldn't worry about me, which was almost impossible because he was breathing down my neck twenty-four-seven, watching and monitoring my every move like a hawk. Before I was done with my treatment he insisted on staying by my side every night and now I was done with it he still checks up on me in my room. If he noticed something was wrong with me he would just worry too much and I didn

LEONI have got to learn multiple times that Naya is not someone to back down from a fight no matter how tough it could be. As admirable as that is, it is also worrisome but I have decided to just let it be, I guess the best I could do for her is to protect her. Which was something that scared the shit out of me.What if I'm not about to do it? I have already failed once what if it happens again?It was just a lot, the more I thought about the more nervous I get about the whole thing.I was surprised when she asked that we continue the therapy session, I didn't get how she was not out of bed yet. Her treatment was still ongoing but she cared about the session. I couldn't even tell if the ordeal hurt her or not. Other than the pain she talked about, she didn't talk about anything else almost as if she put this shield in front of her to cover up how she was feeling. I wanted her to be vulnerable with me but she cared more about trying to make me okay than herself and that got me worried

Ryan Everything with me seemed slow, I kept thinking and thinking of ways I could get back at Leon or even sabotage him before he came for me but there was nothing. He didn't have any business or property that I could mess with. He didn't care about his image with the press. The only thing was Naya, which I failed when I had a chance. Now his guard would be high and I wouldn't be able to get another chance. I'm sure my mother was waiting to hear some type of good news from me but I had nothing. No goddamn thing.I was angry thinking about it, I felt so powerless and I hated it so much. The worst of it was that I felt powerless against Leon. The number person I hated most in the whole fucking world. How was I being shaken up by a bastard?It should be that way around, not the way it was. But thanks to Father for making the son of a bitch feel included, now he was trying to contend with me.Growing up, I didn't get my father's attention and that messed with me. Leon proved himself to

NAYAThe sharp ache in my body was impossible to ignore, but it was nothing compared to the weight pressing on my chest. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, the faint scent of antiseptic in the air reminding me I was safe now. But the word “safe” felt hollow.Every inch of me hurt, my face throbbed, my wrists stung from the ropes that had bitten into my skin, and the bruises on my ribs made breathing a slow, painful chore. Yet through all of it, one thought refused to leave me. I couldn’t let this stop me.It had been the same routine for me every day, I ate, laid in bed all day, and slept. Leon was very strict with me, he didn't let me do any damn thing and I was tired of arguing with him.Leon sat by the window, his silhouette illuminated by the faint glow of the moonlight. His gaze was distant, his body tense as if he were bracing himself for another fight. The sight of him like that rigid, lost in thought made my chest ache differently.“Leon,” I called softly, my voice hoarse.