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New update guys enjoy,If you like this my story, then please do follow me and do votes and comments. 😊😊😊😊-----------------. Amelia pov :I was looking at the mirror, I noticed how lifeless I was appeared , the incident flashed before my eyes making my eyes wet, It was like a few inches away he was yesterday's night for robbing my dignity from me.And then all of a sudden he just changed his mind, Was he got emotional because of my crying in front of him "No way, that devil's mind can't be melt only because of my tears. Uhhh!! I don't want to think any of it; I just hope he won't come in front of me."Just then someone knocked the door, my senses perked up, what if he was back ?But again 'definitely he won't knock, manner are something he was never taught for sure.' Her mind.A maid entered with a new pair of dress in her hands, "Mam, sir told you to get ready, here is the dress....Please come downstairs wearing this...." She left leaving the garments on the bed without wast
Enjoy the journey...|>|>|.... Taehyung Pov :I wanted to give some punishment, definitely I won't throw her in front of those dogs, it was all just an act. She has big mouth, dare to curse me! When I already warned her not to disobey me but this woman never listen, so definitely she needed to be disciplined.She screamed and begged me to let go of her hand as I dragged her all the way here. Her blood chilled with horror as soon as she heard those vicious dogs snarling at her.But next she hugged me tightly; I could feel her heart pounding in dread. She was also silently crying as her breaths fanning on my neck made my skin quiver. She was literally clinging onto me.I had never encountered with a woman with the ability to draw me to her. "What's fuck wrong with me?" his conscience questioned.She clung to me like a leech while I remained there unmoving and clueless about how long I had been standing there like a statue. I was suddenly awakened by those obnoxious barki
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. . But again why is she, when he himself touched numerous girls who were much more beautiful, sexy than her. But this girl has something in her which attracted him all the time."So, I asked you something, are you planning to live your entire life with me?”- Amelia felt a shiver run down her spine as his words hung in the air, dripping with an unsettling sensuality. His lips twisted into a menacing smile, sending a chill through her veins. She stood there, utterly flabbergasted, as he tugged her closer, his gaze piercing into her soul. With a deep voice that seemed to echo in the silence of the room, he repeated his question, demanding an answer. The weight of his expectation pressed down on her, leaving her feeling suffocated by the intensity of the moment. "Why you yourself said those words a mare second ago, now don't try to back off, my dear..."- Her mind raced, searching for a way to respond, but she found herself unable to muster the words. She parted her lips to say someth
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..|>—the color, the design, everything—it was exactly to my taste. It was a sparkling red gown with a deep V neck. He prepared all day long I must say.I munch my breakfast admiring the dress, in fact my eyes didn't left the one, my mind again invaded those words which rolled down his tongue, was something did to my heart. But definitely I won't rush what if it was a trap for me.I couldn't help but to think about our conservation, about his promise to me, there was a continuous war between my heart and my brain, my brain say it is definitely a trap on the other hand my heart say I should believe him at least for once, what if he was really sorry for what he had done.My eyes once more landed on the note he had sent me in the morning, it had written there, "There was a little surprise for my beautiful wife for repaying my mistake in the past.... Will y
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Chapter Forty Nine.|Taehyung |The soft evening breeze whispered through the empty venue, ruffling the petals of the roses and flickering the candles I’d painstakingly set up. But now, most of it lay in disarray. The wind had been relentless, scattering petals, overturning chairs, and dimming the glow I’d envisioned. What was meant to be a picture-perfect setting for the woman I loved now resembled a battlefield.I stood there in the middle of the chaos, dressed in a sharp black suit and tie, my shoes polished to perfection. Yet, the sight of my hard work falling apart made me feel anything but confident. The watch on my wrist blinked back at me mockingly. Five hours. I had waited for five hours in this spot.My chest felt heavy, and my throat tightened with the bitter taste of disappointment. Was it too much to hope she’d come? Maybe she had changed her mind. Maybe this night wasn’t what she wanted.I lowered my gaze, stuffing my hands into my pockets to hide their slight t
Chapter Forty Eight .Amanda sighed softly and took the seat opposite her. “When I heard you left that night, I was furious. I thought you were heartless to leave your husband in such a state. What kind of wife does that? But you proved me wrong. You came back for him.”Lia remained motionless, her hands resting limply in her lap. Her silence was almost deafening.Amanda leaned forward, placing her hand over Lia’s and rubbing it gently. “I know things are hard, but we’re all here for you. Taehyung is healing from his injuries, but…” Her voice faltered slightly. “He’s lost his memories. It’s tragic, but at least he’s alive.”At this, Lia quietly pulled her hand out of Amanda’s grasp, turning her face back toward the window. Amanda sighed again, a flicker of sadness crossing her face. “I’ll pray for your happiness, Lia. Both of you deserve it.”As Amanda stood to leave, I quickly ducked behind the doorframe, my heart pounding. Once she passed, I peeked around the corner, watc
Chapter Forty Seven.| Taehyung | “Lia… Lia?” I paced around the room, scanning every corner, but she wasn’t there. I even peeked into the bathroom, only to find it empty. My brows furrowed in frustration.“Where could she be?” I muttered to myself, lowering my head with a pout tugging at my lips.Determined, I left the room and headed downstairs. My gaze swept the area until it landed on a figure in the kitchen. Lia stood there, her back to me, completely engrossed in whatever she was doing.Leaning against the doorframe, I couldn’t help but smile. The soft light from the window caught the gentle curve of her profile, and the air was filled with the aroma of something sweet she was preparing. For a moment, I just watched her, savoring the peacefulness of the scene.Then, a mischievous thought struck me.Tiptoeing silently, I crept closer and suddenly shouted, “Boom!”Her reaction was immediate and dramatic. The spatula she had been holding clattered to the ground as she l
Chapter 46.My stomach dropped as I stumbled back, clutching the wall for support. A bitter laugh escaped my lips, one I barely recognized as my own. “So… you killed Taehyung’s father. That’s why he took me. That’s why he… did what he did.”My father’s face contorted in anguish as he reached for me, but I stepped away. “No! You don’t deserve this. None of this is your fault,” he said, desperation edging his voice.“But it is, isn’t it?” My words came out choked, thick with anger and grief. “I deserved every bit of pain I endured because of you. I was taken, I was hurt—all because of something you did.”“No, please,” he murmured, his voice trembling. “Don’t say that, my dear. You don’t deserve any of this. If anyone should be punished, it’s me.”I felt a surge of frustration boil up, years of trusting him crashing down in a single instant. I shook my head, tears streaming down my face, unable to look him in the eye. “For the first time in my life, I don’t know who you are.”Eve
Chapter 45 .“I wish that were true,” I murmured, my voice barely a whisper. His jaw clenched, and he released me with a rough jerk that sent me stumbling backward, collapsing to the floor. I watched him run a hand through his hair, struggling to contain his own anger.Turning his back on me, he muttered something I couldn’t fully believe. “He was drugged that night—by our enemies. If he’d been in his right mind, he’d have never done that to you.”I could only stare up at him, my mind a swirl of disbelief and confusion. Could this even be possible? As he turned around again, his gaze fell on the scattered papers, the photos, the secrets of his past that now lay at my feet. Finally, he looked directly at me, his eyes holding a dark truth."Your father," he began slowly, almost spitting the words, “is the reason Taehyung took you in the first place. That ‘humble,’ ‘honest’ man you call Dad? He ruined Taehyung’s life and his family. That’s why you’re here—to pay for your father’s
44 . I got up from bed, feeling drained, my body heavy from exhaustion. I opened the door and stepped outside, only to find Pisckin sitting cross-legged on the floor, papers and files scattered around her. She was picking them up, piece by piece, under the dim light of the hallway. “You didn’t sleep?” I asked, my voice hoarse from all the crying. “It’s almost midnight.” She looked up, her young face creased with focus. “The tall man ordered me to move all of his stuff to another room by tonight,” she replied with a sigh, “so here I am, sorting and packing.” “Oh…” I paused, feeling a strange sense of empathy for this girl who had been quietly by my side all along, probably on his orders. “Let me help you,” I offered, bending down to gather some of the loose papers. As I started picking them up, my eyes suddenly caught a flash of something familiar—a large picture on the front of an old newspaper clipping. My heart froze. It was a photo of my father, printed in b
Chapter 43.|Lia |There was a huge library inside this mansion; I sank into one of the plush armchairs, propped my legs on the table in front of me, and opened the book I'd been wanting to read for ages. Finally, a few moments of peace. I casually munched on chips, savoring the silence as I flipped through the crisp pages, losing myself in the words.But my peace was shattered by a sudden loud bang. The library door flew open, making me jolt upright. I turned, startled, to see Pisckin standing there, eyes wide and breath coming in quick, uneven gasps.She was just a kid, barely fifteen, but she had been shadowing me for days, practically glued to my side like she’d been assigned to watch over me. At first, I found it irritating—having someone track my every move—but eventually, I realized it wasn’t her fault. She was just doing what she’d been told.But this time, Pisckin’s expression was different. There was pure terror in her wide eyes, and her face was pale, cheeks flus
52.| Taehyung |Seated on the hood of the car, I took a long drag from my cigar, blowing smoke into the night air. The smell of saltwater mixed with the sharp, bitter bite of the smoke. The ocean stretched before us, dark and still. The silence of the night was occasionally interrupted by the distant hum of passing cars, but otherwise, it was just us out here—me, Macro, and Alphs. Even with them around, it felt like I was alone.Macro shot me a side glance, his eyebrows furrowed. “This is your twentieth cigar in less than an hour. What’s gotten into you?”I didn’t answer. Instead, I kept my gaze at the shore quietly, ignoring his question. Macro didn’t understand. None of them did.Alphs walked over with a few bottles of whiskey, catching my eye. “Where’s the scotch I asked for?” I muttered, irritation threading my words.“Couldn’t find any. Figured this would do just as well,” he said with a shrug, setting the bottles on the sand. He gave me a small grin, but I wasn’t in t
51Lia took a shaky breath, her voice breaking as her anger spilled over. “Come on, go ahead! Show me your strength. Break my hand. Prove how strong you are against a woman—show me what kind of man that makes you!” She was screaming now, her head throbbing, tears streaming down her cheeks. She could barely stand, her body trembling with emotion and exhaustion.Taehyung stopped in his tracks, her words cutting through him like a blade. He’d been prepared for anger. He wanted to explain, to tell her that he hadn’t been entirely in control, that he’d been drugged, manipulated. But each word stuck in his throat, thick with guilt. The memory of that night haunted him, the pieces he couldn’t take back.He cursed those moment numerous times, he oath to find the person behind this and gave that person worse death.He lifted his hand, reaching toward her, but she stepped back, her face twisted in contempt and pain. Her voice fell to a broken whisper. “What more do you want from me? You