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The garden was one of the few places in this house where I could still breathe. I sat on the wooden bench, knees pulled to my chest, arms wrapped around myself as I stared at the plants swaying gently in the breeze. The silence helped to calm the storm that always seemed to rage inside me lately. The green leaves, the scent of earth—everything here was peaceful, unlike the tension that hung heavy inside the mansion.But that solace shattered the moment I heard his voice.“There you are,” Aiden said, his tone sharp and commanding. I didn’t turn to look at him. I kept my eyes fixed on a patch of ivy crawling up the brick wall, willing myself to remain calm, to stay detached.“We’re going to the party. Get ready,” he ordered. I stayed silent, as if I hadn’t heard him, my body remained calm. I was tired of this—tired of being treated like an object that he could move at his will.“I am not coming “ I responded.he took a step closer, his shadow falling over me like a dark cloud. “I wasn’t
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The tension in the backseat was thick and suffocating as we rode in silence, the dim lights of the city flashing by outside the tinted windows. I sat as far from Aiden as the seat would allow, arms crossed and my gaze fixed stubbornly on the blur of lights. Aiden, on the other hand, seemed disturbingly calm, his gaze burning into the side of my face. He hadn’t spoken since we’d gotten into the car, and that silence felt more like a threat than any words he could have said.The car stopped at the entrance of a grand hotel, its golden lights casting a warm glow over the gathering elite outside. It was a party for the most affluent in the city, a social battleground where reputations were built and destroyed with a single conversation. I straightened my shoulders, steeling myself for the role I had to play tonight, while Aiden’s hand found my waist as we exited the car. His grip was firm—almost like a warning—as we walked toward the entrance.Inside, the ballroom was already buzzing with
RAGING FLAME Chapter 58
Aiden pov,As I lifted Amira into my arms, her body was limp, her breath warm against my neck. The alcohol had finally taken its toll, and I could feel her struggle to hold herself up. Her head lolled back, and she murmured something unintelligible, the words slurring together as I made my way toward the car waiting at the entrance. I glanced at one of my guards, signaling him to bring the car around. Within moments, we were on our way back to the mansion.In the back seat, Amira stirred, still half-conscious. Her head rested against the window, and she began to mumble again, her voice low and heavy with exhaustion. I couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of tenderness, an emotion I hadn’t expected to creep up on me tonight. I watched her for a moment as she blabbered on, her words a jumble of nonsense and accusations.“You… you always think you can control everything…” she murmured, her eyes fluttering open slightly as she glanced at me. “You’re a… bad man, Aiden.”A small, involunt
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I woke up groggy, my head pounding from last night’s party. I blinked a few times, letting the dull ache behind my eyes settle as I glanced around the room. The curtains were half-drawn, letting in the faintest morning light. I noticed immediately that I was alone, which brought me an unexpected wave of relief. Thank God, Aiden wasn’t here to see me like this—disoriented, vulnerable. The last thing I needed was him smirking at my discomfort or throwing around smug comments.I pushed myself up, wincing at the slight nausea that crept up my throat. As I rubbed my temples, the memories from last night came back in fractured pieces—Aiden’s possessiveness at the party, the argument, the tension simmering just below the surface. And then there was that moment when I almost lost myself in his arms, allowing him to soothe me during my panic attack. I shivered at the thought. It wasn’t supposed to be like that. I wasn’t supposed to lean on him for comfort, not after everything he’d put me thro
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It was bedtime, and I was lying beside Aiden. I was lying so far from him that I could fall down from the edge of the bed. The room was dim, the only light coming from the faint glow of my phone’s screen. I scrolled aimlessly, trying to find something—anything—that would keep my mind occupied and prevent me from sinking into the weight of my emotions.And then, there she was. Emera’s bright smile stared back at me from a photo. Her eyes sparkled with the kind of joy that only children possess, and seeing her that way hit me like a punch to the gut. I hadn’t been prepared for it, and the force of the grief and guilt I felt came crashing over me like a tidal wave.I turned away from the screen and clenched my jaw, trying to swallow the sob that rose in my throat. But it was no use; the pain was too raw, too close to the surface. Tears burned in my eyes, and I pressed my hand against my mouth to muffle the sounds as I began to cry. I didn’t want Aiden to see me like this, didn’t want him
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I texted my friends except Ryan, trying to assure them that everything was fine, even though I wasn’t sure I believed it myself. Their messages came pouring in, each one full of concern and questions. It was obvious they were worried about me, and I couldn’t blame them. They were convincing me to come back. I knew what would happen again if I came back.Then, just as I was about to put my phone down, Ryan’s name flashed on the screen. My heart skipped a beat as I stared at it, hesitation creeping in. After everything that had happened, I knew talking to him wasn’t a good idea—especially not when Aiden could show up at any moment. But I couldn’t ignore him either, so I answered, keeping my voice low.“Amira,” Ryan’s voice was warm, but there was a trace of urgency in it. “Are you okay? Where are you? We haven’t heard from you in days. Please, come back.”I swallowed hard, feeling the familiar ache in my chest. It was comforting to hear his voice, yet it only made things more difficult.
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Aiden arrived home as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow across the mansion’s walls. I was waiting for him in the living room, my heart pounding in my chest. The divorce papers felt heavy in my hand as if they weighed down with all the turmoil and pain of the past few months. The air was thick with anticipation; I knew this confrontation would be intense.He walked in, his gaze immediately locking onto mine, his expression curious but calm—too calm. He had expected something, but I don’t think he anticipated this. I straightened my spine and took a deep breath, the words I was about to say reverberating in my head.“Aiden,” I said, my voice steady but cold as I held out the papers. “I want you to sign these.”He paused mid-step, his brows knitting together in confusion before his gaze dropped to the papers I was shoving at him. The realization washed over his face, and his features hardened, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes. He reached out and took the
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The morning sun filtered through the large windows, casting a warm glow across the living room where Aiden stood at the head of the long oak table. Even in casual attire—a fitted black shirt and dark jeans—he looked impeccable, every line and angle of his body radiating an effortless power. His deep voice resonated through the room as he gave orders to his assistant and a few employees who were hanging on his every word.“I expect the new contracts to be finalized by noon,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “And if any delays arise, I want to be informed immediately. I’m not going to tolerate any mistakes on this.”The assistant nodded quickly, scribbling notes as Aiden’s gaze swept across the room. Even while engrossed in the meeting, he seemed aware of everything, his side glance catching sight of me as I quietly passed by, carrying the watering can to the line of plants near the window. I kept my movements careful and steady, trying not to draw attention. Watering the
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Author pov,At Mia’s Hospital in the US, the air was heavy with a mix of tension and concern. Ryan was lying on a hospital bed, bandages wrapped around his wrists from multiple self-inflicted cuts. His face was pale, but his eyes held a stubborn defiance .In the corridor just outside his room, Mia, Eva, and Daniel stood huddled together, their expressions a blend of anger and worry. Mia had been harsh with Amira recently, and though her anger towards Ryan had initially fueled her outburst, she now realized that Amira was bearing the brunt of everyone’s frustration.“I can’t believe Ryan could be so reckless,” Eva whispered, glancing towards Ryan’s room. “I tried talking some sense into him, but he just kept going on about how much he loves Amira. It’s like he’s lost all sense of reality.”Mia crossed her arms, her brow furrowed. “I know he’s been struggling, but to put Amira through this… It’s not fair. I shouldn’t have taken our frustration out on her.”Daniel rubbed the back of his
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The next day, I was at the hospital, busy with my rounds when my phone buzzed. It was Mia, calling me in a tone that dripped with anger.“Amira, what the hell did you do?” she snapped before I could even say hello. Her voice was filled with accusation, and I could almost feel the heat of her frustration through the phone.“What are you talking about, Mia?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. “What did I do?”“You know exactly what I’m talking about. Ryan is devastated, Amira. You’ve really hurt him this time,” she said, her words like sharp daggers. “By the way, congratulations on all the likes your post is getting. You and Aiden look so cozy, practically made for each other.”The line went dead before I could say another word. I stood there, frozen for a moment, confusion and panic washing over me. What post? What was Mia talking about? My pulse quickened as I pulled out my phone and opened Instagram.There it was—a post of me and Aiden, arms wrapped tightly around each other, o
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The air between us was thick with tension as Aiden closed the door behind him. His eyes burned with a possessive intensity, and before I could even register what was happening, he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me against him, his grip firm and unyielding. His mouth crashed down onto mine, urgent and demanding, and my immediate instinct was to push him away. I pressed my hands against his chest, clamping my mouth shut, but it only seemed to fuel him more.“Stop it, Aiden,” I managed to say, turning my head to the side to escape his lips. But he was relentless. His hand snaked up to my neck, and he gripped a fistful of my hair, yanking it just enough to bring my face back to him, forcing me to look into his darkened gaze. His voice was low and dangerously soft as he murmured, “I’m showing you that I own you, Amira.”I clenched my lips together, determined not to give him the satisfaction of my compliance. He kissed me again, harder this time, his mouth moving against mine with a hu
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As I sat at the dining table, I couldn’t help but notice the tension thickening in the air. Aiden stormed into the mansion wearing his perfectly tailored suit, but his face carried a look of cold fury. His jaw was clenched, and his eyes burned with an unspoken anger. He glanced at me with a scowl before heading upstairs without a word. I watched him disappear down the hall, utterly confused about what had triggered his sudden temper.I turned back to my dinner, but the curiosity gnawed at me. What could have possibly happened to make him so furious? Aiden returned after a few minutes, freshly showered, and looking more composed. He strode down the stairs, his steps purposeful, his hair slightly damp, and his white shirt unbuttoned at the top, revealing a hint of his toned chest. His mother, sensing the shift in the atmosphere, instructed the servants to serve him dinner.As he settled at the table across from me, the tension was palpable. He began eating in a calm, almost too measured
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L following day at the hospital, I was already feeling the strain of having my personal bodyguard shadowing me everywhere. Every step I took, there he was, a few paces behind, his stern gaze making my every move feel scrutinized. It was as if Aiden’s reach extended beyond the confines of our home, clutching me tightly even here. I desperately needed some space, and my irritation was starting to show.As I was tending to one of the pediatric patients, my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was Eva. I quickly excused myself and stepped out into the hallway, pressing the phone to my ear. “Eva? Is everything okay?”“Amira, I just wanted to check on you. How are you doing?” she asked, her voice carrying a hint of concern. “You’re really working in that hospital in Italy now?”“Yes,” I replied, glancing back at the bodyguard who stood near the corner, pretending not to eavesdrop but clearly listening. “I’m fine, just adjusting to everything here.”“Adjusting?” Eva’s tone became more skeptical.
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At dinner, the atmosphere was a blend of tension and a strange sense of belonging I hadn’t quite felt in a while. Aiden’s mother, a warm and elegant woman with a gentle demeanor, was seated across from me. She looked at me with an encouraging smile as she asked, “How was your first day, dear? You must have had quite the challenge working in a new country.”I took a deep breath, setting my fork down. “It was… different,” I admitted, a small smile creeping onto my lips. “But I managed. The language barrier was difficult, but I’m learning.”She nodded, clearly pleased. “I’m proud of you,” she said, her voice soft but sincere. “It takes courage to adapt so quickly.”A rush of pride filled my chest, and I couldn’t help but cast a quick glance at Aiden, who sat at the head of the table, casually eating as if the whole conversation was of little interest to him. He didn’t look up, his focus solely on his meal, and it only made my resolve harden. At least his mother was proud of me, and that
RAGING FLAME Chapter 68
The morning of my first day working at the hospital in Italy, I woke up with a strange mix of eagerness and anxiety. The air in the mansion felt heavy, almost suffocating, as if reminding me that I wasn’t here by choice. I sat at the edge of the bed, pulling on my slippers with a sense of determination. Working at the hospital was my one opportunity to feel some sense of normalcy, even if it came with strings attached.I headed downstairs holding Leo in my hand and handed over to his mom to take care of him. where Aiden was casually seated at the dining table, sipping his coffee as though he didn’t have a care in the world. His presence filled the room in a way that made me feel small and insignificant, even though I wasn’t about to let him see that. Marco, my assigned bodyguard, was already waiting by the door, dressed in a black tuxedo that seemed completely out of place for a hospital.As I picked up my bag, Aiden glanced up at me with that familiar controlling look in his eyes. “Y
RAGING FLAME Chapter 67
I sat on the couch with Leo nestled in my lap, his small body curled up as I ran my fingers through his soft fur. The house felt unusually quiet, save for the occasional ticking of the wall clock. Aiden had just finished getting ready to leave for the hospital, his keys jingling in his hand as he strode toward the door. There was a finality in his movements, like he was already in his own world, where I didn’t matter. And for some reason, that bothered me.I glanced at the clock again and then at Leo, who seemed perfectly content to lie there and bask in the moment. Something inside me stirred—a resolve I wasn’t sure I had before. I couldn’t just sit here every day while my career and life slipped away. I needed to do something, to reclaim a sense of normalcy, of independence.Before I could overthink it, I called out to Aiden, my voice breaking the stillness of the room. “Aiden.”He stopped, halfway out the door, and turned back with a look of mild surprise. I almost never called him
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The next morning, I woke to the soft tickle of a small, warm tongue licking my cheek. I opened my eyes to see Leo’s tiny face staring at me, his big brown eyes full of curiosity and affection. He let out a little whine and limped slightly as he moved closer, nudging my hand with his nose. It was as if he was trying to wake me up properly, to start the day together. I reached out and stroked his fur gently, feeling a pang of worry as I noticed the slight limp from the previous day’s accident.“Good morning, little one,” I whispered, lifting him up and kissing the top of his head. His tail wagged weakly, but there was a spark of life in his eyes that made me smile.As I got up, I noticed Aiden stirring on the couch. He sat up slowly, rubbing the back of his neck and wincing in pain. Sleeping on that couch hadn’t done him any favors, and it was evident by the irritated grimace on his face. He caught sight of Leo and me cuddling together, his expression darkening. For a moment, I saw a fl
