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 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 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
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| Amelia |I put bolster in the middle of the bed covering with white duvet and to make more realistic I adjusted pillow on the top, it's now exactly look like someone is sleeping. I smiled at my stupid creativity. My phone is constantly buzzing indicating my friends are already here waiting for my arrival. Sliding the answer bottom, I bring to my ear and answer "Yea!!, I'm already done. Just wait for a minute.""Heyyaa!! You are saying this for the past twenty minutes"- My best friends Kaily yelled at me through the phone. "What can I do Dad is still awake but I think he is asleep now." Looking at the darkness of Dad's bedroom indicating Dad is already in sleep."I'm coming!!!"- Putting my phone in the purse I tiptoed out of my house giving a glance at back for the last time.As soon as my eyes fell on my best friends Ara, Kaily and Dea, I stormed towards them and we did a friends hug. We quickly jumped inside the car and drove to the bar after 20 minutes where we most of the times s
Enjoy the new update..._________________________The entire chapter is for mature audience please stay every if your under age and cannot handle negative things 🚫🚫🚫🚫A blond girl on her knee, and the Satan fucking her from behind, presently her hands were likewise numb, they can't hold her weight any longer, and her thick eyeliner was currently an unadulterated wreck.She was cursing the moments when she took the money and was prepared to partake in the night with Satan since she thought herself as a boss and she was dependably fantasize about him fucking her. She heard the rumor that this devil never fuck from the front because he didn't to like to see the face of the one he was fucking.And that's moments she determinate she will mould him, the devil, according to her, how she will enjoy but this is completely different now, she shouldn't accept the offer, she can't even say 'NO' to this devil now since she knew one word escape from her lips and she will never see sunrise again
New update Enjoy guys !!!--------------------------------------------------Amelia was thinking, her mind didn't left those words what Neum told her, a deep sigh escaped from her lips as she placed her head to car seat to run from more stress closing her eyes. She was on her way to home, her personal bodyguard along with her driver.Suddenly a huge crash from another can to be happened, everybody was forced to push front, it's huge, then another. Driver is failed to control car's movement and suddenly two cars stopped at front . Amelia panicked and immediately opened her phone and went to dial then phone was snatched from her palm, crashed it. She looked at the person and shocked it's her bodyguard.He opened the door of car, dragged her out, Amelia screamed at him, showed with ‘F..’ word, she was not going to chill, she try to kick him at his private part but he secured, and flied a kick on his face ,making him land on the ground, a smile appeared on her face feeling proud of hersel
After such a really long time I have updated one chapter of this story, frankly speaking I have lost connection of this story......Let's see how I can progress further ..., please guys bear with me...------------Her eyes feels heavy, "Why the hell everyone screaming around me....It's so fucking irritating..." she grown, but still couldn't open her. It’s like her body was not listening to her, it's felt so numb, and then a loud bang heard making her flinch. Every memory came together, and she woke up from her slumber and it's like suddenly her body got energized when her brain processed the word ‘Gun’.A person who was wearing a white coat seemed to be a doctor shaking in fear while holding covering his both ears and then she heard those voices which she really didn't want to hear again not even in my dreams but " See finally my prisoner has woken up.........Dr. you are lucky today, your medicine worked, otherwise my medicine will never ditched its work, bullets will tear your orga
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