What happens when you find yourself addicted to your professor, willing to do whatever it takes to do just have her, not caring she is married, but then she turns out to be your aunt, meaning it's a taboo. Can you fight it or you are just going to give in?
View MoreChapter 0087SAVED BY A STRANGERELENA,The man’s words hung in the air, charged with something I couldn’t quite place. They were heavier than I expected, their weight sinking into me like the last moments of a storm, just before the rain finally stops. I was still trying to process everything—his speed, his power, the way he shifted the entire atmosphere with just his presence. Every inch of the room seemed to bend toward him, and for a moment, I couldn’t remember how to breathe. But then his gaze lingered on me, and I noticed a subtle shift in his expression. It was fleeting, but it was there: a flash of something I recognized. Something so familiar, so deeply embedded in my memory that it made my heart skip. It wasn’t a flicker of recognition—no, this was deeper. It was more like a pull in my chest, a tug at my soul. I stared at him, blinking rapidly, trying to make sense of what I was seeing. The man in front of me—his sharp jawline, the intensity of his gaze, the way he stood l
Chapter 86RENEWED HOPE...ELENA,The air grew thick with tension as the man stepped into the dim light. At first, he was just a shadow, a silhouette cutting through the haze, but as he moved closer, his features sharpened. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp, angular lines carved into a face that seemed both familiar and foreign. My eyes struggled to place him, to dig through the haze of memory and confusion and fear. Something about him triggered a strange feeling deep in my chest—a jolt of recognition that didn’t make sense. Who was he? Why did he feel like a name I had once known, spoken in the dark?But more than anything, it was his presence that unsettled me. His very energy thrummed with something primal, dangerous. The way his storm-grey eyes locked onto Jonathan was terrifying—cold, calculating, but also burning with something deeper, something older. I felt it in my gut, like an instinct carved into bone: this man was not to be underestimated. And yet, I wasn’t afraid
Chapter 0085THE END BEGINSELENA, The warehouse was cold—bone-deep, soul-sinking cold. The silence stretched around me like a noose, thick and suffocating, wrapping tighter with each passing second. I sat in the hard metal chair, my wrists bound, the coarse texture of the chains biting into my skin. My hands trembled, though I tried desperately to still them. The faint clinking of the chains echoed off the concrete walls, too loud in the oppressive stillness.Jonathan’s presence loomed before me, his tall frame casting an elongated shadow beneath the flickering overhead light. His gaze, piercing and merciless, landed on me again. I could feel the chill of it against my skin, like ice sliding down my spine. But I refused to look at him. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. Instead, I focused on the shadows pooling in the corners of the room—dark, yawning stretches of black that seemed to breathe with silent menace.Time blurred. Seconds bled into minutes, minutes into a dragging, di
CHAPTER 0084FREEDOMELENA,The car engine rumbled beneath me, its sound a low growl that matched the dark promise in Jonathan’s eyes. The night outside blurred into streaks of black and gray, the headlights cutting through the darkness like a razor. We were speeding away from everything I thought I could trust, everything I once believed was safe.I could still feel the blood on my hands—Evan’s blood. The weight of it was unbearable, as if it had soaked into my very soul. The sensation of his dying body in my arms, his breath faltering as his life drained away, haunted me. The last words he had whispered to me before he died echoed in my mind."Run."But where was I supposed to run now?Jonathan’s gaze was steady, almost predatory, from where he sat across from me. His presence loomed over me, cold and calculated, like a predator studying its prey. His fingers rested casually on his knees, his posture relaxed, as though none of this—none of the devastation he had caused—bothered him
CHAPTER 0083 THE MAN BEHIND THE MASK ELENA, Blood. It hit me first—sharp, metallic, unmistakable. The air thickened with it, seeping into my lungs, into my senses, suffocating. I didn’t need to look to know that Evelyn had cut me. Just enough to hurt. Enough to remind me this nightmare was real. But even that pain didn’t seem to matter. Because standing before me, materializing from the darkness like a ghost, was him. Jonathan. Alive. Smiling. I couldn’t breathe. My body trembled, not from fear, but from the shock of seeing him. This wasn’t possible. I had watched him fall. Watched his world burn to ashes. Yet there he was, standing in front of me, his eyes drinking in my disbelief. “Hello, sweetheart,” Jonathan said, as if nothing had changed, as if years hadn’t passed, as if he’d just returned from a casual business trip and not from the grave. I could barely keep my grip on consciousness. My body was stiff, frozen in place, caught in some cruel illusion.
Chapter 0082ELENA'S PAST.ELENA,Still lost in my thoughts, I noticed a shadow passed behind Evelyn.A tall figure stepped into the light, the realization made my heart stopJonathan.i recognized him in that instant, he had been here before and now here he was again. Tall and broad-shouldered, dressed in charcoal gray, his black hair still sharp at the edges, his jaw just as defined as the day I walked away. But it was his eyes that undid me—icy blue, like a frozen lake just before it shatters. Calculating. Cold. Dangerous.“Hello, Elena,” he said, his voice smooth like silk pulled too tight over a blade.I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think. Every nerve in my body was screaming—but I was frozen in place, trapped in a nightmare that had come back to life.He looked me over slowly, like a collector appraising an artifact he thought lost.“You look… different,” he said with a smirk. “But then again, so do I.”The words, his tone, the very air around him—it all cut deeper than I wanted t
CHAPTER 0081BETRAYED AGAINELENA,The cold had seeped into everything. Not just the air around me—it was inside me, coiled around my ribs, buried deep in my muscles, swimming through my blood like ice water. It had been hours. Or maybe longer. Time had unraveled, stretched thin and meaningless, and I was left trying to grasp onto something real—some thread of thought that could anchor me.But there was nothing. Only pain and silence.The ropes binding me to the chair were no longer just restraints; they were part of me now. Twisted into my flesh. My wrists had gone numb long ago, but I could still feel the phantom pulse of pain where the coarse fibers had carved their signature. My ankles were just as bad—throbbing, raw, and heavy. I’d tried to shift, to move, but even that slight defiance had drained what little energy I had left.I was beyond exhaustion. Dehydrated. Starving. My lips were split open, my throat a desert that begged for water. My head throbbed with a dull pressure, a
CHAPTER 80UNDER ATTACK.ADRIAN,"Boss, maybe we should confirm before heading to the docks—" I said to Evan skeptical about going into the docks without full information."Just drive," Evan barked, cutting me off.His voice was sharp, tight with urgency, leaving no room for argument. The air in the car was thick, charged, and heavy with something just shy of violence. My fingers curled into fists as I stared out the windshield, my heart hammering like a war drum, each beat a reminder of how much time we were wasting.I didn’t argue after that.The tires screeched as he swerved through the late-night traffic, weaving between cars like a predator hunting in the dark. Streetlights flashed past in bursts of white and gold, the reflection shimmering on the wet pavement as we tore forward, leaving nothing but the roar of the engine behind us.I pulled out my phone, fingers moving fast as I dialed.One ring.Two.Three.And then it went up to voicemail.Damn it.I muttered a curse under my
Chapter 0079 A GHOST ELENA, I laid down in the room, my mind filled with who the man was and what he wanted from me. For the first time, I wanted Evan to be here. If he was, he would be able to get me out of here. I was Evan's captive, but I wasn’t locked up with darkness crawling up over me. The darkness had been there, but now— The darkness was worse this time. It wasn’t just an absence of light—it was a presence. Heavy. Watching. I could feel it pressing in, curling around me like an unseen force, suffocating yet intangible. My breath came in shallow gasps, each inhale filling my lungs with the taste of dust and fear. The cold slithered over my skin like skeletal fingers, wrapping around me in a suffocating grip. I drew my knees to my chest, tucking myself into the smallest space possible, as if that could protect me from whatever lurked beyond the void. I didn’t know how long I had been here. Time had ceased to exist in this place. The silence stretched endlessly, coiling
Chapter 0001 ITS HIS DEMONS.ELENA "Don't leave me Lena, please stay with me. I love you." Evan said holding my hands. "You keep doing this Evan, I can't do this anymore. I said and walked away."Nooooh stop saying that." He yelled, shaking his head in disagreement, anger in his eyes. You can't leave me, I'll never let you." He yelled, pulling me back. "Let me go Evan," I screamed, trying to get his hands off me. I woke up with a pool of sweat all over me, my night clothes clinging to my body, I had been dreaming. Realizing that I had fallen asleep on the sofa waiting for Evan, I reached for my phone to check the time. Still in my confused state, I was jolted out of my reverie by the knock on the door, jumping in fright as I turned on my phone. It was after 2 am,As Evan stumbled into the room, his words slurred and his breath heavy with the smell of alcohol, I tried my best to hide my disappointment. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear the knock," I mumbled, trying not to provoke him a...
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