*Warning - Contains triggering content*
Blaze’s POV
Cruel cold Egyptian blue eyes stared at me ruthlessly with no compassion.
Marco Hunter – behold, the bastard of the century!
This man ruined my childhood, robbed me of my teenage years.
This man taught me the true meaning of the word ‘Hate’.
I always remember my mother telling me that hate is a very strong emotion, one shouldn’t ever waste so much emotion on someone who isn’t worthy of it. So, I bottled it up. I bottled up all my rage only to unleash it on this poor excuse of a human.
I still remember his blood splashing my face as I repeatedly smashed his head with that vase. Watching the life seep out of him still engraved inside my brain.
This man was supposed to be my savior.
This man was supposed to be my hero.
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Phoebe’s POVHe eyed me with a mixture of caution and interest.My insides were literally clenching with anxiety as I contemplated telling him.Fucking do it already, Pheebs!“Alana’s my therapist” I watch him arch one of his eyebrows raise but he doesn't really look surprised.“I know” Seeing my shocked expression, he continues, “No offense,lovebut you both are terrible actresses”A relieved laugh escapes my lips when I see him look at me with a serene expression that spoke volumes that he didn’t judge me.Not even one bit“What’s the second thing?” He asks curiously and I screw my eyes shut, taking a very deep long breath.Oh shit!“Nate tried to kiss me” As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I watch his face harden like a stone as he sits up from his resting po
Phoebe’s POV“Phoebe”His words were like music to my ears. Despite all the negative repulsion that I was feeling towards him, my heart called out for him. His eyes looked desperate and his face looked like he was tired to the core.“Go home, Blaze” I shake my head and clutch the door handle to shut it close in his face but he places his foot inside the small space between the door and the doorframe.And just like that, he pushes past the door and enters my suite.“Phoebe, just let me-”“I don’t want to hear it!” I yell right in his face and his face contorts with shock at my outburst. It was the first time, I’ve ever shouted at him (not in a sexual way).Even with disheveled hair and a despairing look, he looked perfect to me. My heart tugs as I feel my teeth chattering together, alerting me of the incoming sob that’s about to burst thro
Phoebe’s POVAs soon as the words spill out of his sinful mouth, a sharp gasp escapes my lips.Holy fuck!Every muscle in my body contracts at his licentious promise and I can vividly feel the metallic taste of blood from biting my lips too hard.I could feel his thirsty gaze running over my naked back and that does nothing other than fueling my desire for him. At this point, I’m ready to let him do whatever the hell he pleases to do with my body.I trust himthatmuchHowever, the waiting game almost makes me combust into an explosion of anxiety and anticipation.After what feels like an eternity, I feel his hot breath coating my neck as his finger digging into the soft flesh of my hips, moving them forward onto his erect manhood that rests just a few meters away from my cunt, arching my back.My pussy creams at the small touch as my cheeks press against the cold marble
Phoebe’s POV“I swear I’m just one second from suffering a panic attack” I yell over the phone as I scramble searching for a decent dress.It’s not like I stuffed my suitcase with slutty outfits and leather skinny tops and jeans before traveling to Rome. It’s just that – I mean what the fuck you wear to meet your boyfriend’s parents.I don’t remember ever visiting any of my lover’s folks which reminds me that I’veneverkept anyone aroundlong enoughfor them to introduce me to their family.Fuck, I need a drink“Just chill out, bitch. Plaster a fake smile and behave graciously like a subservient wife. I’m pretty sure that’ll do the trick” Ava laughs over the phone and I almost feel like strangling her for laughing at my expense.That's sexism, what the hell!“Is that
Phoebe’s POV“Stop that” Blaze snaps at me with a pointed annoyed look in my direction, putting a hand on top of my knee. It is when I realize that I’ve been constantly jerking my leg up and down nervously.“Um, sorry” I mutter out my apology and start toying with the wrist band of my watch as I gaze at the streetlamps that we zoom past by. The roads aren’t that crowded,unfortunately.The less the traffic, the soon we reach his parents’ mansion.Fuck“I don’t understand.Whyare yousotensed?” He asks with vague frustration lacing his voice and I avoid the urge to throw something at him.Meds, I need my meds.I fumble inside my purse for the yellow striped container that I keep with me for emergencies and answer Blaze, “Imagine this - You’re meeting my parents and they d
Phoebe’s POVOver the time span of the last hour, I’ve come up with three conclusions.1st – Blaze’s mother is way too possessive over her son like people often say about Italian mothers being jealous of their son’s lover.2nd – This Diana bitch must’ve been a gold-digger who was after Blaze’s money.3rd – Blaze must’ve been left heavily heart-broken after Diana left him.And trust me when I tell you, three of these conclusions sound terribly awful.As I follow Lucia towards the indoor pool area, I regard my surroundings with awe. The place was tidily decorated with luxurious stone statues and golden-colored furniture with the dark red theme throughout the house, which only enhanced the royalty of this place. The place also had an airy feel to it with multiple balconies overlooking the vast foliage outside.Unfortunately for me, Blaze disappeared inside the s
Phoebe’s POVThe glittery waves clashing over one another acts as a source of tranquility for me as I keep my gaze locked on the beautiful landscape laid out in front of me.Currently perched on the stone railing of the balcony inside Blaze’s room, I stare at the sea in front of me, wondering how it would feel to drown in that exact sea-water before memories of Blaze and me fooling around the beach on the other day floods inside my mind.Blaze…I’veflawlesslymanaged to embarrass him in front of his family. Iruinedeverything. His family must think that I’m some uncoordinated imbecile who is undeserving of the eldest son in their family.Maybe Emily was right all along –I ruin everythingMy head falls back against the hard wall with a loud sigh passing my lips and I keep on staring through my hooded eyes at the magnificent sc
Phoebe’s POVThe grainy sand underneath my skin feels soothing and therapeutic as we lay underneath the lit-up sky. The stars twinkled and winked at us with the sea-water lapping at our entangled limbs.My mind felt refreshed and for the first time, I felt at peace. I felt like everything was going just the way I wanted it to be.“What’s going around that beautiful head of yours?” Blaze asks, pulling me out of my star-gazing, and I roll over to face him.“Nothing in particular actually” I shrug and inquire, “What about you?”“I’m thinking…” He drawls out in a playful tone and at that moment I know that he’s about to say something funny, “…how smoothly tonight went”I knew that he was going to say something awfully sarcastic like that!I swat him on the chest and laugh with my head thrown back.“Yeah&
~One Year Later~ Phoebe’s POV “With the power invested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride” There are deafening cheers all around me asmy husbandlifts my veil to land his feather-soft yet firm lips over mine. My eyes flutter close to relish the feel of his lips on mine after what feels like an eternity even though it’s been only a few days. Ten years ago, if anyone told me that I’ll be marrying someone as magnificently amazing as Blaze Hunter. I would’ve probably laughed my ass off. My mind drifts back to the time when he first proposed to me. I think I went mute for over a minute before he started breaking into cold sweats. Later on, I said yes and until now, that’s the best decision I’ve ever made in my 26yrs of living on this planet Earth. Blaze taught me things that I never thought I’ll experience. Ov
Phoebe’s POV“Huh, I totally get what you were saying when you went to visit my parents.Christ, I’m literally one step away from hyperventilating” Blaze mutters with a grimace as he fixes the shirt collar of his midnight blue shirt in the mirror.I break in a fit of cackle behind him as he puts on his black blazer over his broad shoulders. My mouth waters as I stare at the mouth-watering specimen in front of me.He sends me a warning glare before saying, “Ciccino, don’t give me that look”I look at him innocently, something that Ava’s Persian white kitten does with her after breaking her dishes or pooping outside the litter box.“What look?” I blink my eyes in mock confusion and watch him narrow his eyes at me.He starts sauntering in my direction like a predator nearing his prey and raises my face by using two of his fingers underneath my ja
** WARNING -This chapter is highly recommended for mature audiences. It contains HIGHLY triggering content.**Phoebe’s POVI couldn’t believe what I was seeing.He looked sobrokenIt was never my intention to hurt him but I did. I thought that maybe if I left him, things will be better for him. I mean who wants to burden themselves with a mentally sick girlfriend in their lives?I thought that he’d jump right into the arms of another woman, but he didn’t. At least helookedlike he didn’t.Thank fuck for that!As much as I would love to sacrifice my love, I don’t think I’mthatselfless. I love Blaze and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to live without him. If this previous month ever taught me anything, it’s that I can’t live without this man.Flaws or n
Blaze’s POV“I’m so sorry but I can’t do this anymore, Blaze. I’m tired of you. I’m tired of constantly being left in the dark. I’m tired of your possessive nature. You always hurt me and I can’t keep ignoring the fact that you have tons of secrets that I have no clue on. I hope you move on with some new girl. It would make me happy. I always had commitment issues Blaze…which is why I can’t do this anymore. Please, don’t contact me from now on”Her written words keep circling inside my head like some endless loop that won’t just fuckingstop!I feel like killing myself for always being such an arse. I always feared for this day to come, the day when Phoebe will finally realize that she’s better off without me.I have this really strong feeling that Diana might be somehow involved in Phoebe’s sudden departure because the last t
Phoebe’s POV“What mistake, Aves?” I inquire skeptically as I register her forlorn expression. It was like someone was tearing her heart out and honestly speaking, it was kind of sad to witness.She lets out a deep sigh and faces me with a determined look.“I guess it’s time I told you the truth. Remember the time when I told you that I was seeing someone…” She says and seeing my confused face, she clarifies further, “I mean the guy you never met. It was during my last year in college before my internship atVanity”That is when the fog inside my memory lifts.Of course, the mystery guy to whom Ava lost her virginity to and the one that none of our friends ever saw“Ah, you mean the one for whom you used to ditch us back in college?” I decide to tease her and just like I expected, her face reddens like a ripe tomato.“Oh sh
Phoebe’s POVThe beeping sound of machines is the first sound I hear as I open my eyes only to be greeted with the cold sterile atmosphere of the hospital walls.Weirdly enough, my body doesn’t really hurt as I expected it to after the car crash. After blinking my eyes open, I make out the vague outline of a middle-aged nurse in blue scrubs, jotting down something on the clipboard.As if sensing my consciousness, she looks up with a wide smile and flashes me her pearly whites.“Ciao cara, come ti senti?” I frown in confusion at the language that she’s speaking and watch her smile falter upon seeing my confused state.She spews a few more words in a language that I presume is Italian and holds up three of her fingers frantically, waving them in front of my face.What the fuck…Did they admit me with lunatics or what? Where the fuck am I even?Shit, is
Phoebe's POVI look at her with my mouth gaped open in disbelief. My hands shake with fear as she saunters towards me like a predator circling its prey.“How on earth…?” I trail off in confusion.“How on earth I know that you’re a bloody killer?” She probes mockingly and I cringe at her word usage.A bloody killer, huh!As much as troublesome the word sounds, it’s truly fitting in my case. But what I’m trying to grasp is the fact of how she knowsthis. My parents completely made sure that this information stays away from the public eye then how the fuck does she know?The records were wiped clean to the point that even if Sherlock Holmes starts looking for this information; he will come bare-handed.I clench my hands into fists to stop them from shaking and keep my face impassive, something I’ve become a pro at over the years.“
Phoebe's POVI think all the air evaporates from my body as I whip my head to look in her direction again. Only this time, I scrutinize herproperlyfrom head to toe. I instantly cringe when I register her magnetic presence.She wasawfully gorgeousI feel my hands fist on their own accord when I see Blaze’s eyes still locked with her.Her beautiful symmetrical face was visible to me as she removed her silver mask. She was wearing a silver organza gown which accentuated her hourglass figure and unfortunately, she didn’t look like the slutty type of ex you read about in novels. She looked very well-groomed. Her wavy platinum blond hair was pulled into a loose chignon bun and her make-up was minimal like mine.However, my vision loses her when I feel Blaze literallydragme away from her like I’m some rag doll and she’s a bully who’s about to snatch awa
Phoebe’s POVGreat! Just what I need– Note the sarcasm“Noah” My voice is chilled like ice as I turn to face him. Even though` his half-masked face, I can see that he’s desperate. His normally vibrant brown eyes now look dull with no light in them. I wince when I see his lost expression and it was obvious that he’s been through a lot.Christ, was I THAT harsh to him?“Can we please talk, Phoebe?” He repeats his question and seeing him almost on the verge of tears, my anger thaws a little.I nod my head silently and look at the vast crowd that’s starting to gather underneath the huge made-up tent. I couldn’t see Blaze anywhere. I know that he would blow afucking gasketif he finds out that I’m talking with Noah, knowing how possessive he is but honestly, I don’t know what to do.