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Book 2, Chapter 64
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65.Liam and Rose stepped into the house, finding the door slightly ajar. Rose shook her head with a small sigh. “Kids these days—so careless,” she muttered. They had just returned from a long business trip, and after weeks away, they were eager to surprise their daughter, Sia.But something still puzzled them. Why had Sia chosen to stay with Rican and Alessa instead of with her own brother, Scott? Scott had told them she had stopped answering his calls and even blocked his number. Eventually, he’d given up trying to reach her, assuming she’d contact him when she was ready.When Rose came to know about Sia was living with Alessa and Rican, Rose didn’t like it, in fact she was the one who always against their relationship, she just don’t want her daughter to be with anyone related to Steve’s family since she saw how much Emily suffered. But despite her misgivings, Sia had stayed here many times, and over the years, they’d gotten used to it.“Should we have at least let Rican
My husband hates me Book 2, Chapter 66
66 . Sia sat on the edge of the bed, head low, her hands pressed against her temples. Rican stood before her, his jaw clenched and eyes blazing with anger. “What was that, Sia?” His voice cut through the silence, filled with disappointment and frustration. “Do you have any idea how much ashamed I felt when your parents looked at me disappoint. Do you have any idea?”- He screamed. “Oh my!’- This time she raised her head, Sia looked up slowly, meeting his gaze “What, are you serious?” she retorted, a hint of sarcasm in her voice. “Disappointed in me? Ashamed? I thought the only thing you knew how to do was sulk over your whore wife.” “Sia!” Rican’s voice grew louder, his patience wearing thin. She got up, facing him boldly. “What? Did I say something wrong?- She stood before him, no fear nothing. “You also know really well what m saying is true. But you’re in denial mood.”- Rican’s expression shifted, a hint of confusion crossing his face. Sia noticed this and seized
My husband hates me Book 2, Chapter 67
67.Alessa lay in a hospital bed, her breathing shallow but steady as Dr. Anishta checked her pulse. Her skin looked ghostly pale under the fluorescent lights, and an IV drip provided a steady flow of fluids to her body. Nearby, Steve stood by, a worried expression on his face. He had found her collapsed on the side of the road just a little while ago, trying to hold herself upright as she stumbled, and her steps faltering. He had rushed to help her, but before he could reach her, she had fainted, her body collapsing to the ground. Without wasting a second, he had picked her up and brought her to the nearest hospital. He watched Dr. Anishta closely, holding his breath. He couldn’t bring himself to calm, He felt responsible, protective even. But there was more to it than that; he felt a certain guilt, a need to care for her after everything she'd gone through with Rican. Steve didn’t know why but he felt certain that Alessa was innocent. He saw the pain in her eyes, it fel
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[ Dark Story - this story involve with lots of scene with which might have triggered you]"I do," The words hung in the air, the words rolled from her lips with so much difficulty. As she uttered those two simple words, she dared to raise her green eyes and her gaze fell upon the man standing before her- the one she had just accepted as her life partner, but there was a nasty smirk settled on his face.His dark blue eyes were now shrouded in darkness, void of any emotion except for an unimaginable depth of hate. His twisted smirk spoke of a sinister satisfaction, the smirk on his face was the result of his well-hidden plan, a plan to destroy his wedded wife whom he vowed to protect from the rest of the world but who will protect her from him."You may now kiss the bride," resounded in her ears, her inner self froze but a satisfied smile danced on his lips. His smirk become wider.Stefano leaned down to her, she backed away slightly, it was instinctive. She seemed so fearful, furious h
My husband hates me Chapter 1
She am sitting in a luxurious five star hotel where each and everything is just imported the table, the couch, the lights each and everything. Only light and as far as my eyes can reach and I wish one percentage of this light she can have in her life then perhaps she would be honored.Her gaze is meandering around the entire place that screamed only one thing Royalty and Richness. Each individual wears costly things from head to toe .The brand they are wearing maybe she will not be able to even articulate. She am likewise wearing Branded dress named Louis Vuitton, diamond Necklace, and diamond Ring. But the difference is they may have received gifts from their loved ones but she received as Rewards of being his Trophy wife.She was simply sitting on the seat all numb. Everyone is might be from high business class society or Investors or outsider they look very bewitching. She simply feels like an outcast. She never thought her life ended up being this awful. She has just only one thin
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|Author Pov..*..*..*...Emily sat on passenger sit, the air felt heavy with tension, and the stark reality of her surroundings seemed to intensify the turmoil within her. Emily's hands trembled as she clutched a helm of her dress. She just couldn't hold back her tears. Her whole body is shivering due to anxiety. The journey to her home had been a seemingly endless ride.The quick screech of brakes filled the air, and Emily's heart dropped as the car came to a sudden stop. The darkness outside pressed against the windows, creating a frightening quiet. Panic flooded through her, and her wide eyes were fixed on Stefano, whose face remained stoic in the dim glow of the dashboard lights.The weight of the silence between them hung in the air. Emily's lips quivered as she struggled to articulate the rising tide of fear and questions flooding her mind. Her eyes strained to pierce the darkness and the deserted road, her heart raced.The haunting quiet was broken by his rough voice, “Get out
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|Author Pov |..*..*..*...His gaze, like a discerning force, roamed over her body that seemed to render her both physically and mentally exposed. The silence hung heavy with anticipation, a pregnant pause before the revelation of his next words. Her body and mind became numb when his next words resonated in room,‘Strip!”As the weight of his words bore down on her, she stilled, frozen in the grip of an involuntary paralysis. Her breaths became shallow and erratic. The tears, betraying her inner turmoil, welled up at the corners of her eyes, threatening to spill over and mark her cheeks. Her mind spun uncontrollably. Fear, shame, and an overwhelming sense of powerlessness collided.Her feet were aching, so was her body. She had no energy to meet his demand at this moment, she was tired. She ran almost five kilometer, when an average person can ran in fifteen minutes at a speed of 16 km/hr, but they didn’t have this urgency when she knew how much ruthless this person can be when some
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|Author Pov|..*..*..*...He simply left her by herself on the chilly floor after sating his lust, or perhaps you could call his rage. Her piercing pain reverberated throughout the house. He just immediately walked towards his luxurious room, not even bothering to look back at where she had curled herself into a ball.Entering his room, he opened a bottle of expensive beer and gulped down its contents in one go. The bitterness of the alcohol failed to wash away the memories that rushed into his mind like an uninvited storm. "How dare she let him hold her hand," his inner self seethed.Clutching the bottle tightly in his palm, his knuckles turned white under the pressure. The room, filled with the heavy silence of his brooding. No matter how painful the punishment he had inflicted, it couldn't calm the storm of emotions raging inside him.Next morning,As the haze of the night lifted, she found herself in the same position, lying in a state of semi-consciousness. Despite the disheveled
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