What a mind he had! Elio Ford was a blaster of cruelty. He was barbaric in the strength of wealth. He was a mastermind who grew in evil and made evil constantly. Just so, he could put down his logic and justice, he fed his demons every moment of his life. From the time he started to the time he would end it. Perhaps, nobody knew if destiny would change.He swallowed the evil. It sometimes tasted like the sweetest honey, sweetening his insides to viciousness. At times, it tastes like a rug that had been used to clean up filth, which was the first time, that happened with Elio. He was a man of control but void of feelings. For the first time, he had felt fear. For a time, he felt guilt which was consuming him like a snake, strangling his heart, playing with it. The time, he realized Haru, the boy was his brother, it was quite a while and too late. Haru was abandoned by his father in front of Elio who was a teen. Though Elio was the son of Leo Ford by his marital wife, Haru was birthe
Zoya saw the eyes of Elio. He was much in need of Ayah. The desire he felt for her was the desire Zoya wished he had for him. Ever since she entered this mansion, her first glance at him was incompatible with anything close to pure bliss. She was in love with him at first sight. Though she had nowhere to go after Alice picked her up from an orphanage, Zoya’s pride was hurt knowing she had to work as a maid in that mansion. The time, she saw him, she almost fell to her knees. It was no doubt she was ready to be his maid forever. But when she saw Ayah enter this house, she wanted to burn down the world to ashes. She did not want her to be related to Elio in no way or form. She merely wished for the spot of an outsider for Ayah. But when she saw Elio having her as his wife, she was done. She was done with everything.Thousands of plan brew in her head, thinking about how she could get rid of Ayah, but it was too hard. She had already made a position in Eliio’s life and everybody could
The world was going to burn down to ashes. The fire that emitted through his veins coursed Elio’s demons to his name. Ruthless. The video that Elio was watching had gone viral recently. The recent incident of the rumor regarding the stock’s price going down was taken down by naming it as a rumor. Elio, in his pure mastermind tricks, had made sure no one opened their mouth regarding the matter again. He compensated for everyone’s loss yet still, everyone remembered the whole incident. But that was not what he had in mind now. The articles and news channels were filled with the news of Elio Ford’s wife being a cheat. The video was published recently. Alex and Ayah were in the mansion on top of each other as the photo and video showed. Elio’s secretary came and swiftly showed him the video and escaped the room immediately. He did not want to be the first victim of Elio’s wrath. Elio put the phone on his table. He came out of the room swiftly and took his coat from his secretary who
“What did you want from me?” Ayah whispered while crying. Her cheeks were red and swollen and she was shaking.Elio looked away from her miserable state. As if he was trying to avoid the truth that he had hurt her more than the times he saved her from the clutches of this world. He wanted to shout and tell her the truth. This was the side of him that nobody ever witnessed or even imagined to witness. “Did you try to save me?” Ayah asked. She walked to Elio in a confronting manner. He did not avoid her. The situation was heated up but when she glared at him, he wished he could ignore that. “What was your motive behind all this?” Gloria asked. “Why did you ever want me in the first place? What did I ever do to you?” She held his collar and broke down in tears.“How did you have the audacity to touch another man?” Elio whispered. “What man? Who did I touch? What are you talking about?” She asked as frustration laced her voice. “Alex? Did you forget already?” Elio jerked his hands awa
Chapter Thirty-Three“I’ll send him to an asylum then take Ayah to the US,” Elio said while brushing his nose with his finger."Are we talking about Mr. A-Alex?" Elio's secretary Kenric asked. He was sweating profusely ever since he was listening to his boss talk about the downfall of his friend. The previous friend, it would seem. "Does it seem like anything other than that?" Elio cocked an eyebrow at Kenric. "Must we do that-" Before Kenric could finish Elio stood up. "He dared touch my wife!" Elio growled. "I would rather put electric waves through his tiny brain and send him to an asylum than call him my friend." Kenric nodded his head. He nodded at Elio and headed out of the room. Elio was planning to bring Ayah to introduce her to her bewildering dreams. He will make her roam the world. He will make her taste life in a newly formed way. Luxury? It was dust in his hands. He will shower her with everything a woman can imagine. He just craved the shine in her eyes and he woul
Ayah looked at the small bottle in her hands which held red poison. Her hands were shaking and she was sure she could no longer stand. Her eyes were blurry, and she tried to hold onto something to support herself. Indeed, this was a surprise. Mrs. Rose was her employer until this whole mess started making her life go upside down. Very much until he came like a storm and destroyed the least bit of peace she had in her mind. She did not expect Mrs. Rose or anyone to be involved in this horrendous case regarding the contract by Elio but as time passed by, everyone she knew was being dragged into hell with her. He held the chains and made them his puppet.Ayah closed her eyes shut. After gripping the bottle too hard she took a deep breath and swallowed a lump in her throat. “Who is he to you?” She looked at Mrs. Rose’s intense eyes. Mrs. Rose could not avoid the question even if she wanted to. It was targeted on her face. “A murderer,” She whispered. “The murderer of my son. My only be
Ayah wore a white dress with a simple elegant design that had a round neck and made her look exquisite in simple clothing. That was just Ayah’s beauty. She never tried to look beautiful. It was a part of her like a blessing. She swayed her scarf to one side as she came downstairs where Elio was waiting for her. He was wearing a casual outfit and this would probably be after a long time that she is seeing him without a suit. Though casual, his charm could not be escaped. He was a devil in disguise with an extremely striking aura that never matched his disastrous monstrosity. He looked at her as she came down avoiding eye contact with him. She just looked straight ahead avoiding his presence. He smiled. “Your grace finally decided to step down, huh?” He forwarded his hands towards her which were avoided just as gracefully by her grace. She stood in front of him as he fixed his posture while straightening his shirt. He looked at her and said, “Are we ready to go?” “Will you not t
Ayah was onto him like a child as her hands clutched onto his shirt. Though she was not afraid of the reporters bursting into the jet with questions regarding her and her dignity, she was afraid. She mustered up the courage to look at him when he said the name of the place they were going to. Ayah-Islands? She never knew there was an island with her name. She was not out of this world yet this was new to her. Elio noticed her shock and her doe confused eyes which looked at him in confusion. He definitely wanted to do something inappropriate so much as to kiss her until she could not breathe but he held back and smiled at her. "Why do you look lost?" He asked. "The island's name– like, there is an island with my name? I did not know that." She said after thinking. He laughed. "There was never an island that had your name." He said as she looked at him with confusion. He put a piece of her hair back on her ear and cupped her cheeks. "I thought it was disrespectful to you, so I b
Chapter Seventy-Eight She wanted to run away. Anyhow. Ayah wanted to leave this world just the way she came here. Ever since she set foot onto the earth all she felt was pain, hopelessness, oppression, and numbness. At first, it was her family, then her classmates, and now her husband. She felt suffocated. Ayah’s dream was to be able to go and lay in a garden without a worry of the world but her sufferings chased her to this point. True happiness was foreign to her. Ayah sighed and removed the duvet off of her. Elio left after feeding her a plate of brown rice and chicken. She hated the fact that she was afraid of him so much now. She was always afraid of him but the change in his demeanour made her shiver. It was almost like black clouds were shadowing over him. She was helpless against him. Ayah took a deep breath. She wanted to live. He did not break her so much so that she would wish death. No. Instead, after years she did the right thing. She needed spiritual healing. So she
Chapter Seventy-Seven“Would you like something to eat?” Mrs. Rose asked Ayah, who was looking outside of the window with no expression on her face. Her face was getting paler day by day. This could not be ignored by Alice who was feeling heartbroken looking at that girl. Alice sat beside Ayah and stroked her dark hair with her hands gently. She did not know how to comfort the girl who heard the loss of her mother after years or a girl who was raped by her husband. Ayah’s painful screams were heard by every soul in the mansion churning their hearts. Elio’s ruthlessness could not be controlled by anyone. “Did she eat something?” Alice asked Mrs. Rose was standing at the door of the bedroom with a stoned expression on her face. Her lips were turning blue and her old wrinkles were more visible on her face now. Mrs. Rose shook her head. She felt an unbearable pain in her chest. Her plans failed. The plans that she created to separate Ayah from Elio failed miserably. This was something
Chapter Seventy-SixThe soldiers of Japan were a different breed. They were trained in the most inhumane way possible. So the people dreaded for their families to be a part of the military. But Grey’s father was a different breed. He was the general of the military and he knew the ways that could bend someone to perfection. He was trained so he trained. His disappointment of having a daughter was so immense that he mixed that feeling with his aggressiveness of the training of his daughter. Though his generations were known to be the protectors of the fords for centuries, he was different. Elio’s grandfather did not wish him to be a protector; rather he was sent to the military. So he felt like the first failure of the generation. He mixed those emotions to create Grey. The Girl from the Ashes. She had the blood of her father inside her. The consequence of being in a relationship with her was death. Her training started at the age of four. Inhumane and ruthless. So Grey grew a way
Chapter Seventy-FiveThe sun was hiding behind the clouds as the misty wind blew around the gardens. The water droplets on the flowers fell on the ground but no sound was heard. Nobody heard anything now because the storm last night was too loud. Everybody heard but no one said anything against it. It was a chaotic silence. Ayah was looking at the ceiling of the bedroom. Her breathing was even and calm, unlike last night. Her tears on the side of her face dried up. She felt like her whole body was numb. She looked beside her. Her husband who was sleeping peacefully on his back did not budge when she tried to get up. Ayah wiped her tears and tried to get up from the bed. She felt a tug on her waist. Before she could look back, Elio pulled her on the bed. She gasped. He hovered on top of her and buried his face inside her neck. She felt disgusted. But she did not have any strength inside her to push him off or resist him. He left small peppery kisses on her nape and neck then smiled.
Chapter Seventy-FourElio and Ayah both of them were looking at each other with the same level of resentment as the other. Both of their eyes reflected danger. Ever since they crossed paths with each other this was the first time that both of them were in the same level of emotion, resentment, and hatred. Their potential to be dangerous was just equal. The love between them faded away as soon as it happened. Those peaceful moments filled with sweetness and serenity that put out the fire inside his heart were crushed like pieces of glass. It was as if the bottle of poison woke the monsters inside him. Ayah was standing still and steel. Her eyes could not believe that once again she had been hit by a man who had been lying to her and abusing her existence. The first one was her father now it is her husband who stood there with equal vengeance in his eyes. Both of them wanted answers for each other but none of them started first. Mrs. Rose took in the tension between them. She gulped.
Two souls amidst the chaotic lies around them not being able to grasp the reality. They not being able to differentiate between foes or friends. Her heart was tangled in his clasp of redeemer vision whilst his mind could not digest the fact that she could ever hold venom in her chest. The darkness was wiping out but the radiation of light disappeared into eternity. Ayah and Elio can never go back now. The truth has been unveiled but none of them realized that it was not them but the ones who wanted to sever the bond between them. Their worldly life confused them to such an extent that nothing could match the pieces. Elio gripped the poison in his hand tightly, so tight as if his life depended on it. Mia and Neko watched him storm out of the apartment. Elio’s eyes were bright red and swollen but there were no signs of tears. Inei watched him go from behind and her nasty smirk sparked suspicions in Mia’s mind. Mia walked towards her and gripped her arm. “What the heck are you trying
Chapter Seventy-Two“Take a deep breath,” Mrs. Rose instructed Ayah, who was on the verge of hyperventilating. She closed her eyes to relax and calm herself down but was unable due to the sudden brush of betrayal in front of her eyes. What did she just witness? Her husband, Elio was being touched by another woman while he was closing his eyes enjoying the pleasure. What kind of a scene was it? She felt her heart ripped apart. Was it justifying? Did she not intend to kill her husband a few days ago? Did she not think of it? Then why is her heart ripping into pieces? She gripped her chest as tears streamed down her eyes. She could not breathe properly. Is this who he was all along? A cheater? All he said was a lie all along? Was he playing her all this time? "Calm down, darling." Mrs. Rose patted her back. Right when Elio was out of the door of his bedroom, Ayah came down the stairs and the only person who dragged her into the maid's quarters was Mrs. Rose. She locked the door and
Chapter Seventy-One“What in the world are you doing here?” Elio snaps at Inei who stands in front of his car with a smile that does not offer anything good. She puts her hair behind her shoulders. "Well, I am just celebrating my return as you won't." She said and opened the car door. She placed herself on the seat beside him which fueled Elio's anger to doom. "I don't want to deal with you now. Get out!" He growled but her unbothered expression told him enough. She is not an easy girl so he does what is best with her. Her stubborn attitude was put up by her father but he doubted it was the case for him. He closed his eyes tightly out of frustration. "I said, get out. NOW." His voice boomed in the garage. But she did not move a muscle and instead tilted her head and smiled at him again. "Take me where you are going." She said in a sing-song voice. Elio was surprised by her audacity. No one had the guts to mess with him, especially in such a situation where he was going to Ayah in
Chapter SeventyCarlo stood in front of Elio for further instructions as he looked at his Young Master in a bad state of mind. Elio was sweating profusely even though the weather was chilly due to the rain shower. He looked like a mess though a charming one. Elio was effortlessly beautiful. He didn't even try to look half as gorgeous as he was. God had forged him especially perhaps because his face was unmatchable. Elio did not look like anyone else; it was as if he inherited half of the beauty of mankind. Even in a state managed to look breathtaking. Carlo gazed at Elio with his mouth half-open. Men could not help but admire him. He had the magnificence, the money, the brain, and quite everything any man could dream of. “Should I prepare some cold bath for you?” Carlo asked. Elio gulped, his head was thrown back on the chair and his eyes were closed. The black shirt he wore was stuck to his body like a second skin and his visible forearms looked hotter as his veins popped out. St