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Nathaniel's Captive; Vicious Love XXIII
P A S T T I M E Her heart broke that night. She loved him, she trusted him and much more yet he wasn't faithful to her. He said he would leave everything but she realized he couldn't even wait properly and turned his back on their promise like it never existed. Finding another woman in his bed burned her heart. That was the same bed on which they watched movies, fought mischievously, laid beside each other in calmness and he turned it into a spot to lay other women than her and defile their promise and mock their relationship like that. Her presence earned their attention and they both looked in her direction. The woman frowned at her while his deadly expression was replaced by shock as he looked at her. She stood there, her hand trembling behind the door frame as she looked at them. Without her knowledge, tears burned her eyes and she stepped back, swallowing the ache that squeezed her throat. She left the door like that and moved to leave. She realized at the same moment that
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"There's a bathroom available inside. You can use it." She didn't need to be told again as she walked into the bathroom available in his luxury jet to take a bath. Her ankle was swollen and bluish through eyes to be seen. He couldn't let her walk alone, so assisted her everytime she needed his help. She grabbed a black dress to put on and limped over to the door. It opened with a click sound and she found him standing by it, leaning by the frame. He saw her and he was mesmerized once again. After all, he was looking at her after so long. He couldn't close his eyes to kill the longing to look at her until he was satisfied. She said not a single word and let his arm hold her waist to help her walk better. Her wet hair smelled fresh once again, the long tendrils hanging by her waist. Their fragrance was citrus-y, getting all his attention as he admired how beautiful her long hair was. She was to be admired by him like the Helene of Troy. He made her sit on the couch and walked away
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The same day they got married. Delilah, in her white dress, went downstairs as told by him. It was a simple v-neckline white dress that reached below her knees. Her sleeves reached her mid-forearms. She let her long hair stay open, her escapable locks were pinned back by white pearly clips. The ointment did a great relief to her foot just in a few hours as she could wear red sandals given by him. All in all, she looked simple yet beautiful. She was escorted downstairs by the maidservants while Nathaniel was with the lawyer. As Delilah looked from above, he looked as curt as a rock but upon seeing her, all his blankness was replaced by a mesmerized look as he beheld her. Even if there was nothing special about her dressing style, he couldn't deny the fact it was their wedding and the day was somehow special. She lowered her gaze to the stairs, carefully descending them. As soon as she reached a few more stairs down, he came to receive her. The maids let go. Delilah let him hold
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Delilah saw her father right when she was on the altar. In front of Nathaniel, her companion, she stood without a smile. Behind the veil, her eyes secretly searched for her father but it was hard since Nathaniel was watching everything. She wasn't afraid of it. But it embarrassed her. However, she saw her father soon among many people as he slightly smiled at her. It was then, she became happy, and that's how they completed all the rituals and beliefs. She was eager to end her meeting with his sisters and go to her father. She couldn't hide from herself but his sisters didn't give her good vibes. No matter if one of them was pretty and had angelic features, she too seemed very mysterious to her. But Delilah kept this thing to herself and didn't want to ponder much over it. He belonged to the Underworld. No doubt keeping secrets was somewhere necessary, no matter which kind of person it was. Even though Delilah didn't know much about the Mafia, she was sure that in this area, ev
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"You shouldn't have said that to Delilah, Grandpa," said Nathaniel, pouring out the dark liquid into the glass in his hand. It twinkled, having scanned by his green eyes. Behind him was his grandfather who was seated on a couch, leaning against the headboard. He only stared at a photo frame set before his eyes, leaning on a stick beside a dictionary. The glass was near, the picture behind it smiling at him. It was his little Nathaniel and him, standing beside each other and looking at the camera. The young boy's pink lips were curled into a small and innocent smile. His bright and big emerald eyes shine, slightly curtained by his raven bangs that kissed his forehead. His grandfather had put an arm over his shoulders as he hugged him by his side and smiled at the camera, too. It was an old memory. The time before they both died. "Well, it's too late now," he grumbled a reply, watching his grandson as he prepared another glass. Standing behind the table, he arranged the glass in f
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Delilah was a calm woman. The next morning when she woke up, she found herself alone in the bed. Her heavy eyelids stayed obstinate as she raised her head out of the silk sheet gathered beside her cheek, moving smoothly between her thin fingers. She blinked twice, slowly registering in her head that he wasn't there. Her heart sank but her eyes never wanted to showcase the knowledge. Releasing a sigh of understanding, she got down from the bed. She did her morning prayer and took a shower. Surprisingly, he wasn't anywhere as she was expecting. She took a shower and adorned herself with a white dress. Leaving her long wet curls hanging through her back, she made her way downstairs. The silence of the main hall met her ears as she descended from the stairs, carefully moving her eyes around in search of Nathaniel. He left no note for her to read. She couldn't help but try to find her everywhere. Not Nathaniel, her beloved, but the exquisite beauty of the mansion greeted her curious
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A few days passed and everything went normal between the couple. But was it really so? Delilah and Nathaniel kept their distance. For Delilah, it wasn't creating a problem. For her, he was a man who controlled his desires and kept her wishes above his needs. He respected her decision and gave her place but she didn't know that the days that passed in a soft blur for her weren't without trouble by Nathaniel's side. Indeed he was a man who knew how to control himself but what about the doubts that filled his head and the insecure thoughts for Delilah and their relationship? Delilah was his need. He couldn't let her go. After what and how was held and happened in his life, he knew life couldn't be possible without Delilah because she was his obsession, too. The very breath he took, he took it by the realization that Delilah was in his arms and Delilah was under his watch. The warmth that traveled through his system, the blood flowing through his veins, and the beats of his heart wer
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The waves of pleasure hit her as the orgasm came harder than before. With a sigh of bliss, she fell on her back. Her dark hair spread in a halo around her head, a few locks sticking to her sweaty skin. She breathed deeply, letting her eyes fall shut as she murmured, "That was awesome, Nate." The man hovering above her sighed, releasing himself and falling beside her. His muscular arm was wrapped around her waist and his face was pushed into the crook of her neck. She smelled divine, making him go wild and go for another round with her but he held himself. The foreign name on her tongue made him growl as he grumbled, "It's Maddox, Advika. Not Nate." Advika sighed, peeling open her eyes. They were still wet, filled with unshed tears of pleasure. Her skin was flushed as he looked back at her and he wondered how beautiful she was, her eyes bearing a touch of sin. So like Nathaniel. "Can't help but imagine him always," she answered, pulling up the mattress to cover herself. "I love
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3 MONTHS LATER It was four in the morning when Delilah woke up Nathaniel by clutching his arm tightly. Her cries reached his ears and he quickly got up, panicked as he saw his wife bearing the pain alone. The discomfort was on her face, twisted in an ache that troubled her abdomen. She asked him to call someone and he decided to call an ambulance but she denied it. She told him that she wouldn't be able to tolerate the pain for so long. She just wanted him to call the women servants. She trusted them enough. He was reluctant but obeyed her. The servants came hurriedly and surrounded Delilah. Nathaniel walked outside the room, not really wanting to leave his wife on her own. But he had to trust the servants as Delilah did. However, one thing he surely did; was pray. He prayed for her. It didn't matter how many hours the ladies took, he was engrossed in her thoughts and putting his concern before God. The men around watched him doing so. They prayed along, having become u
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3 MONTHS LATER She pressed on her toes, trying to reach the jar. Her arm stretched forth to get it but she failed, making her scowl. Then he came. His fresh scent met her senses, enveloping her from behind. He smelled of pine and neem, his musk was attractive. His warmth surrounded her when his chest pressed against her back, making her realize how close he stood. His arm rested beside her, grabbing the slab. With another arm, he grabbed the jar that was put inside the cabinet. His body pressed lightly against hers before he moved back, leaving the jar on the slab beside her hand. She took it, turning around. “Thank you,” she said, looking up at him as he stood tall right behind her. “How many times have I told you not to do such things, Del?” he scolded her lightly, putting both his arms on either side of her, leaning closer. His soft and cold breath fell on his face. He had just taken a shower and was now downstairs, yet his muscles exuded a warmth that could turn anyone blin
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The battle was fierce and even scary when he had his wife beside him. As long as he fought alone, he had nothing to worry about but no, he had someone precious whom he loved and she wasn't alone. She was with their unborn baby. He couldn't take a risk.Zayn fought ruthlessly along with his man but Nathaniel's passion and fire were more rageful. Though he was hurt, his intentions were confirmed and Zayn had to lose in front of him.However, Nathaniel didn't do the whole thing. Surely, he was revengeful, but he was also willing to do something that people could misunderstand. But he was determined. He didn't kill Zayn with his own hands. He remembers his men taking the lead, keeping in mind their master's promise. Nathaniel watched who was more serious and the one who indeed brought Zayn's head to present before him was Carlos.Deep down, Nathaniel knew about it. However, it wasn't the only thing. He kept in his mind to keep Delilah by his side but he not had Zayn as an enemy, but two
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“Where's she?” asked Nathaniel, sitting upright. His eyes were emotionless, set over his man, Carlos. He stood there beside his bed, holding his hands before him, head bowed in respect and fear of Nathaniel, his master.After two days of unconsciousness and treatment that helped his head a bit, he gained consciousness, and the first question he asked was— about Delilah, his lovely wife.He couldn't forget that night when they were attacked and he fought as long as could. However, they won over the situation and left him to die there.However, as Delilah was constantly trying to call Carlos, the line was connected when a man attacked her. She couldn't talk but Carlos and the army got notified of everything and traced their location. However, they were quite late. They reached after they abducted Delilah and found Nathaniel badly wounded.They brought him to the hospital nearby and the doctor treated him urgently. It didn't take many hours and Carlos thought it better to shift the unco
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Delilah's eyes opened but her lips kept moving. She felt a presence beside her but she paid no heed to it. She moved aside from the prayer mat and rolled it. She grabbed it to put it aside. Fortunately, when she asked that man for a mat, he provided her with one without saying a word of mockery. She was glad about it. Wherever she went, she wasn't going to give up on her prayer. She moved around the room to put aside the mat along with the Bible when the person uttered from behind, “How long are you going to ignore me?”She didn't answer. She didn't even hurry to look at the person but took her time arranging back her things. She then turned around and found her in the room, looking pissed off. She didn't say a word. Couldn't. Finding her at her abductor's house wasn't a normal thing. It was another surprise she received the other day. It's been three days since she was found to be in someone else's house. Horrible!“What are you doing here?” could only ask Delilah, keeping her ey
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Her eyes watered as she stared down at her husband. Blood, getting mixed with the dripping water, was flowing around him. His eyes were closed, eyelashes all wet by the rain and blood. Her heart squeezed inside her chest as she looked at him, tears flowing down her cheeks. The water falling from above drenched her, letting no trace of tears remain on her face.She covered her mouth, her eyes falling shut. She couldn't believe he was dead. He couldn't die; he couldn't leave her alone. How much she loved him, only to see the night of his demise? No, she never waited for it. How much she prayed for this man, not to see him like that. What could she even say to her God? She had no word of complaint but only sorrow that kept growing inside her chest like a deadly plant, poisoning her from inside. How could she bear the pain of being left alone by her very other half? Surely, she had God by her side, but what about the life she cherished so close to her heart? What about the promises
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“Happy birthday,” said her husband, his eyes glowing with warmth for his wife as he looked down at her.She blinked her eyes, adjusting her gaze to look at her husband who was looming over her. He looked happy. His smile was soft. “God bless me,” she mumbled, sitting upright. He chuckled. “God bless you,” he asserted, cocking a brow. Sitting beside her on the bed's edge, he let his eyes behold his wife. “What can I do for you today?” She blinked her eyes, realizing how rich was her husband by his heart to offer something like that to her. He put a great offer before her but added in a moment, “Except for leaving Mafia.” She couldn't help but smile, shaking her head. “I wasn't going to ask for it,” she admitted honestly. However, she wanted it to happen. She knew there would be other ways, too.Her God was able. He nodded his head. “What is it then?” “Let's do something good today. That God will like,” were her words before she left the bed. Her husband was left confused behind.
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“Grandpa,” said Nathaniel, his voice soft and alluring to Edgar's ears. The man looked up at the door and smiled. The caretaker also found Nathaniel and his wife at the door and moved to help Edgar in sitting. This time the old man didn't complain. He rather thanked the young man. “Nate,” Edgar said, raising an arm to call his grandson closer. The couple walked over to the old man and Nathaniel sat beside him. “How are you doing?” asked his grandson.“As you see,” Edgar shrugged. He then looked up at Delilah who stood behind Nathaniel and gestured to her to sit on the chair near him. She obeyed, smiling at him. He smiled back.Nathaniel nodded his head. “I wanted to tell you something,” he said, glancing at Delilah.The caretaker decided to leave the room, giving them a moment of privacy. “What is it?” Edgar asked, his gentle eyes set on his son. “We're expecting a baby,” Nathaniel was the one to reveal. Edgar blinked, surprised. A smile was spread on his lips. He looked at Del
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Her eyes fell upon her arm and she saw it was bleeding. The flow of the blood was faster as it began staining her satin violet sleeve. She trembled, looking at the blood. A few of the drops fell to the floor and she struggled to sit upright when another time something entered her room sharply, gaining her attention. She looked at the wall behind herself and saw how a bullet had fallen to the ground.Her eyes widened as realization dawned upon her. Someone was targeting her from some distance outside their house. She needed to hurry and leave the room as soon as possible. Holding the wound tightly, she got up and ran to the door of her room. She closed it with a bang and leaned against it, taking deep breaths.The warm blood oozing out from the deep wound on her arm was sliding down her skin. It hurt too bad and she had no strength to walk ahead. However, she saw Carlos enter the house with a gun along with other men following closely behind him.The men scattered around. He looked
