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.....*.....*....*.....*..... Emily POV: Emily’s mind racing with thoughts of Axel's unexpected arrival. She hadn't prepared herself for this encounter; she hadn't even had time to straighten up, it was just so unexpected and Emily couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that gripped her. Emily's heart raced as she struggled to compose herself, her thoughts spinning in a whirlwind of panic and uncertainty. Just as she began to gather her courage, the quiet of the washroom was shattered by the sound of the door cracking open, causing her heart to plummet in her chest. She instinctively recoiled, her body tensing with apprehension. Emily wasn't ready to face Axel, not now, not like this. She needed time to collect her thoughts. Axel approached, his steady footsteps echoing in the tiled space, Emily felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. She took a step back, her movements faltering, until the cold porcelain of the washroom basin pressed against her back, leaving her
(Author's POV) Axel gulped down the seventh bottle of liquor, the burning liquid searing his throat on its descent; he slammed it down on the counter with a forceful thud. The pain consuming him from within seemed unyielding; refusing to fade away no matter how much alcohol he drowned himself in. He couldn't shake the image of her face from his mind, the haunting memory of her eyes etched into his consciousness like a relentless torment.He had come here with one purpose—to seek revenge for her betrayal. But now, as he sat amidst the empty bottles and the suffocating haze of alcohol, he found himself consumed by a different emotion altogether. A single tear from her eyes had shattered the walls he had built around himself, rendering him defenseless against the flood of emotions rushing in.How swiftly everything had changed, how easily she had dismantled his resolve with just a single tear. In that moment, Axel realized that his thirst for revenge had been overshadowed by a deeper l
..*..*..*... -FLASHBACK : Axel POV : Sky is loaded up with stars, a Chin of gold moon is sparkling with most brilliant grin the night is quiet peaceful. It resembles my life can't be better I wish I can stop this second until the end of time. Her lips moved in a steady rhythm, a stream of words flowing from them, but my mind couldn't grasp any of it. Lost in a trance, I found myself fixated on her enticing lips, their allure pulling me in, tempting me to taste them in the wicked of ways. Before I realized it, our lips had met, a collision that stole the air from my lungs, leaving me breathless. Time seemed to stand still as everything around us blurred into obscurity. I was frozen in place, as though I had been petrified, while a flurry of unfamiliar sensations churned within my stomach. Her doe-like eyes widened, betraying her surprise at my impulsive action. My heart pounded relentlessly, a drumbeat of anticipation as I braced myself for a harsh slap. But then, something shifte
..*..*..*....Axel Pov:Axel's voice trembled with a mixture of anguish and betrayal as he poured out his heart. His words echoed in the empty room, a haunting lament to a love lost and a heartbroken soul left in its wake."Why do you leave me?" The question hung in the air, unanswered and unresolved, a painful reminder of the gaping void left by her absence. Axel's mind raced with memories of happier times, now tainted by the bitter taste of betrayal of Emily’s."Where was my fault?" The words were choked with emotion, the question a desperate plea for understanding in the face of unfathomable pain. Axel's mind searched for answers, grappling with the cruel reality of a love torn asunder by lies and deceit."You know what, when you left me..." His voice trailed off, the words catching in his throat as he struggled "...I have tried to convince myself, Is ok..Is ok. It happened. I am not the only one who gets betrayed, there were so many. Then what's so special about it.""In my every
..*..*..*... --“You often say the pain you are giving me is only physical; it’ll eventually fade after the night ends. But what about the scar you gave me in my heart….. you may be can't seen but the depth of the scar can never be healed in fact with the passing of each and every day it's getting deeper.”-- Emily sat uneasily in the plush chair, feeling the weight of Steve's intense gaze bearing down on her. Steve made her sit in front him. The laptop screen in front of her flickered with data, but her mind struggled to focus, distracted by the palpable tension in the room. Steve, his features obscured by shadows cast from the dim lighting, sat across from her, his dark eyes fixed on her like twin points of frost. Emily stole glances at him from the corner of her eye, trying to decipher his unreadable expression. Despite the quiet, the atmosphere was anything but calm. It crackled with unspoken words and unaddressed issues, creating a barrier between them that Emily couldn't bre
Meanwhile Steve's fingers brushed against her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. She closed her eyes, trying to steady her racing heart as a sense of unease washed over her, "You know I'm thinking something..." Steve's touch lingered on her skin, his breath warm against her ear as he spoke. "I'm thinking about us," he murmured, his voice low and intimate. Emily looked at him with questioning eyes. Emily didn't want to but his touch is sensual making Emily nervous. Her heart pounded in her chest as Steve's fingers traced the delicate curve of her lower lip, his touch sending a jolt of nervous anticipation coursing through her veins. She swallowed hard, her throat suddenly dry as she struggled to find her voice. "Steve, please..." she started, her words a barely audible whisper, her eyes pleading for him to stop. Emily's heart raced with alarm as Steve's hand crept towards the bottom of her shirt, his intentions clear in his lustful gaze. Panic surged through her veins as she re
..*..*..*..Emily knelt before him, her hands bracing against the soft bed supporting her weight. Her whole body pushed forward with his each powerful thrust. Each movement was a filled with pain.With a sudden jolt, Steve grasped Emily's hair firmly, causing her back to arch towards him, a gasp escaping her lips as her hands instinctively reached out, searching for something to anchor herself to.In one swift, powerful motion, he withdrew from her, leaving her breathless and gasping for air as her body trembled uncontrollably, a symphony of sensations coursing through her veins. Each moment felt like an eternity as she struggled to regain her composure, her senses reeling from the intensity of their encounter.Emily caught her breath, relief flooded over her in waves. In the stillness that followed, she dared to hope that the torment of this night was finally over.‘How fool I'm....’- Emily whispered those words to herself, a sense of bitter realization washed over her.Steve guided
..*..*..*...*...Axel Pov:Fire this is all my eyes see now. You were the beacon of my affection, the warmth that filled my days. But now, all I see is the fire you ignited within me, consuming everything in its path.I always loved you love you more than myself, supported you where my father always warned me to stay away from cheap gold-digger girl like you but I never listen to him because of my stupid heart. My heart, foolish and naive, led me astray, blinding me to the warning signs that whispered of your true nature.I was a fool to believe in the purity of your love, to trust in the sincerity of your promises. You played me like a puppet, pulling at my heartstrings with practiced precision, until I lay broken and shattered at your feet.The pain of your infidelity cuts deeper than any blade, leaving behind scars that may never heal. Each moment spent in your company now feels like a cruel mockery of the love I once held so dear."Live your fairy tale, live!!!" Axel's voice boome
Epilouge.Ally felt herself losing control as Rican's hands roamed over her body, his touch setting her nerves on fire. His fingers brushed against her sensitive skin, teasing her as his hands moved to her breasts, kneading and pinching her hardened nipples. The slippery soap on her body made his movements smoother.Her lips parted as his mouth claimed hers in a heated kiss, his tongue dominating the moment as it explored her fully. She surrendered, her fingers gripping his damp hair, pulling him closer. The intensity of the kiss left her breathless, and her body quivered under his touch.Without breaking the connection, Rican reached for the shower handle, turning on the water. The warm stream cascaded over them, rinsing away the soap and making Ally’s skin glisten under the soft glow of the bathroom lights. The sight of her body, glowing and wet, made Rican's gaze darken with desire.“God, you’re breathtaking,” he muttered, his voice thick with want as his eyes roamed over
..Ally was scrolling her phone, a smile on her lips, it’s didn’t waiver for a second, as she was seeing the pictures of their marriage, she looked like a penguin and why not, she was almost five months pregnant when Rican again proposed her for marriage. She didn’t want to marry him while pregnant but Rican was stubborn, he couldn’t wait anymore and finally she married him, here was the proof, she looked like a fluffy balloon at the time of her wedding but nevertheless she was happy, so happy she felt everything was a dream. Ally glanced at the clock. It was only ten at night, but Rican was still downstairs in his home office. He’d created the small workspace so he could stay home more often, especially for Rowoon, who was growing more stubborn and demanding with each passing day. She smiled, thinking of their little boy. Ally through of taking a quick shower before bed Ally got up and headed to the bathroom. She removed her clothes and slid into the bathtub, sighing as the
Chapter 89.|Rican|I was deep in sleep when something soft landed on my face—a tiny slap. Before I could react, another one came, a little firmer this time. Groaning, I opened one eye reluctantly, and there he was—our little bundle of energy, Rowoon, standing next to the bed. His bright blue eyes sparkled with mischief, and a wide grin stretched across his chubby cheeks.“Papa! Papa awake! Papa awake!” he sang loudly, practically bouncing on the spot.I couldn’t help but smile as I sat up, pulling him into my arms. “Morning, little king,” I murmured, ruffling his hair.But Rowoon wasn’t done yet. Once on the bed, he immediately turned his attention to Ally, who was still in a deep sleep. Without hesitation, he started climbing over her. His giggles filled the room as he poked her gently. “Momma, wokii wokii!” he sang, his little voice rising in excitement.“Hey, baby,” I whispered, trying to gently pull him back. “Momma is tired, okay? Let’s let her sleep a little more, hmm?
Chapter 88.Alessa lay on the bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. The quiet of the room felt heavier than usual, yet there was an odd sense of calm in her heart. Xavier's apology earlier in the evening had stirred something within her. It wasn’t forgiveness, not entirely, but it felt like a burden she didn’t know she was carrying had been lifted. A strange sense of peace settled over her as though she had finally found closure.The door creaked open, and Rican stepped into the room. He watched her for a moment before sitting on the edge of the bed beside her. “Aren’t you sleepy yet?” he asked softly, his voice hesitant.“No… I don’t feel like sleeping right now,” Alessa replied, her tone calm but distant.Rican tilted his head, his brow furrowing. “Is something bothering you? I mean, is it about… Xavier?” he asked carefully, his voice tinged with concern.She shook her head, a faint smile crossing her lips. “No, it’s not bothering me,” she said. “In fact, I feel… calm. As if
Chapter 87.Alessa stood frozen at the door, her entire body stiff with shock. Her heart raced as she pointed toward the gate, unable to find her voice. Rican, noticing her fear, rushed to her side. He cupped her face in his hands, his eyes filled with worry.“What happened, Ally? What is it?” he asked, his voice trembling with concern.She couldn’t speak, only lifting her hand; Rican followed her gaze and froze. There he was—Xavier, standing at the gate.Rican's expression darkened in an instant. Rage consumed him as he stormed outside. Before Xavier could utter a single word, Rican’s fist connected with his jaw."How dare you come to my home? I fucking warned you, didn’t I?" Rican roared, his voice filled with fury. "I have decided to leave you only becasue Ally requested me to leave you otherwise your body would be buried deep down now."- he screramed raining punches after punches at him.Xavier didn’t fight back. He stood still, taking every punch and blow without a word.
Chapter 86.|Rican|Time had passed, but if I’m being honest, things weren’t fully healed. Maybe some things never really heal. Instead, we learn to live with the pain, mask it with a smile, and call it moving on. That’s exactly what we’re trying to do now.Alessa was finally discharged from the hospital. Physically, she was okay, but mentally… that was a whole other story. She barely spoke these days, and when she did, it was as though her voice carried the weight of the world. My father, Stefano Rossi, decided to stay with us, and for the first time in years, I didn’t push him away.Do I hate him for what he did to my mother? Absolutely. That betrayal will forever be a wall between us. But after what he did to help rescue Alessa, I couldn’t bring myself to tell him to leave. I needed him here—not for me, but for Alessa. We were in a crisis, and even though I despised his past actions, I knew he was a rock we could lean on now.And then there was Uncle Liam. The man I had once
Chapter 85.Rican sat on the chair beside Alessa’s hospital bed, his shoulders hunched forward in defeat. His right arm in a plaster cast, and the dull ache of his injuries was nothing compared to the torment raging inside him. His gaze was fixed on Alessa’s pale, motionless face. Her fragile frame looked even smaller beneath the white hospital sheets, her skin ashen and her lips chapped.The doctor’s words echoed relentlessly in his mind, slicing through him like a blade: “We are sorry, sir, but we couldn’t save the child. The drug had already spread through her bloodstream, and given her early stage of pregnancy, there was nothing we could do. I’m truly sorry.”Rican gritted his teeth, his hands curling into fists despite the pain in his shoulder. The helpless rage boiling inside him threatened to consume him. How could he have done this? How could he have failed her so completely?It wasn’t just Xavier or Sia who were at fault. No—if anyone was to blame, it was him. Enrico R
Chapter 84.The atmosphere in the room thickened with tension as Jacob filled the syringe with a clear liquid. His movements were sharp and deliberate, his face devoid of remorse. The faint glint of the needle caught the dim light, sending chills through the room.“Dad!” Xavier called, his voice trembling with urgency as he saw Jacob walking toward Alessa. “What are you doing? You promised me you wouldn’t hurt her!” Xavier’s voice cracked with desperation, his disbelief evident.Jacob didn’t slow down. His calm, calculated expression didn’t falter as he turned to his son. “Come on, Xavier,” he said in a voice that mocked sincerity. “I know what I promised. Your dear Alessa will live. I’m just giving her a little sleeping dose. She doesn’t need to see the bloody mess I’m about to make of her husband and father-in-law. Don’t you trust me, son?” His tone softened, pretending to sound hurt, but his eyes gleamed with malice.Alessa’s eyes went wide with panic. Struggling against t
Chapter 83 . A desperate scream tore from her lips as she looked up to see Jacob standing over her, his face twisted in a sadistic grin. His shirt was smeared with dried blood, some of it staining his teeth, making him look more like a monster than a man. “Going somewhere, darling?” he asked mockingly, his voice laced with menace. Alessa scrambled backward, crawling on her hands and knees. “No… no, stay away from me!” she cried, her voice breaking. But before she could get far, a hand yanked her back by her hair. Pain shot through her scalp as she was forced to her feet, her tear-filled eyes locking with Xavier’s. “You shouldn’t have hurt my father, Alessa,” Xavier snarled, his voice low and menacing. His face was inches from hers, his breath hot against her skin. “You shouldn’t have.” He dragged her roughly, throwing her against the wall. She cried out in pain as he tied her hands with a thick rope, securing her in place. “Please, Xavier!” she begged, her voice tremb