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The Burning Desire Chapter 26
I am afraid that if I open myself, I will not stop pouring. Why do I fear becoming a river? What mountain gave me such shame? -Jamie Oliveria.|Z Y R A|My words got interrupted in between when his lips, suddenly, met mine. His large hand gripping my chin softly as if he is afraid of hurting me. His lips moved softly against mine and I gave in and kissed him back with my trembling lips. This looks like a moment a person would be dying for and wouldn't know what exactly to do when it arrives. When my lips moved against his, he let out a soft groan of desperation. For the for at time in years, I felt confused and amazed. What was surprising in all this was that I felt. I felt his hands on my body, I felt his lips against mine. I felt his warmth in my body. I felt his softness in the kiss. I felt so much at this only moment that I think I would explode with these feelings. Bringing my hands up, I ran them in his hairs and he circled his anoth
The Burning Desire Chapter 27
All this beauty in the world but my eyes are only satisfied when I look at you. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|My hand extended to reach the green eyed woman who slept with me last night. But all I recieved was cold sheets. I opened my eyes, not liking what I see. The side of her bed is empty as if she was never there. I stood up from the bed raking a hand through my hairs when I decided to check the bathroom for her. I called her name but there was no response. That's when I realised that her clothes are gone. That means she is gone. The thought of her leaving me cold in bed leaves a bolt of anger in my veins. With a sour face, I took a random shirt from the closet and wore it before sliding up the pants and leaving my room in search of her. I didn't bothered knocking on her door as I stormed inside just to find it empty as if no one lives here. Where the fuck did she go?!Joining the people in the living room, I saw she was nowhere. Aleeza and Flora are here while Crystal is in th
The Burning Desire Chapter 28
I crave the side of you that you don't show to anyone else. -Nicolas.|N I C O L A S|I turned around to look at the blonde woman who is standing as if I didn't had my hands wrapped around her neck last night, ready to choke her to death. "We need to talk." She spoke and I stayed quiet noticing her body language as she struggled to keep her fake posture. "I guess not." I told as I start to walk past her but her next words stopped me in my mid track. "I am leaving, Nico." She announced. I don't know what is there to be so dramatic about it because I am extremely glad that she is finally leaving. "Have a safe journey." I said formally. Not like I wish her bad or anything but with last few days she lost the respect I somehow had for her. "What is it with her?" Her words filled with frustration and venom, screamed her feelings. And, we are back to the green eyed girl both of us are obsessed with. This time, I turned aro
The Burning Desire Chapter 29
They say that the loveliest angels makes the cruelest demons and my darling,You were so kind and beautiful before they dragged you to hell. -c.k.|Z Y R A|He didn't let it go. I am in my room hearing the sound of knocking on my door from the other side. I thought me avoiding him for whole day would help this situation but I guess it only got worse. Because he is now knocking like a mad man. I control the urge to open the door and slap the shit out of him. But that would mean confronting him and telling him that what we did last night was the last thing I can afford in my life right now with everything happening around. The loud sound of him thumping his large hand against the wooden door reaches my ears again and I groan in frustration. I searched for the earplugs Flora bought me someday and plugged them in my ears listening to some random songs. With my lack of interest in songs, movies and all the gossip shit you might thi
The Burning Desire Chapter 30
We are each our own devil, and we make this world hell. -Oscar Wilde. |N I C O L A S|"Ghost went inactive on missions almost two years ago. Since then she is only involved in stealing missions." Shawn explained. Lately, he seemed to be looked obsessed by ghosts work. The woman who is faceless for all of us. "You sound obsessed with her." Logan gave words to my thoughts. "Because she is fucking fantastic." Shawn retorted. "Nic, there is an important underground fight today." Crystal informed as she appeared on the door. "I would go there to handle that." She added. Just then an idea popped up in my mind. It's been three days since I confronted Zyra. Life has been pretty busy lately. I am sure all of us can use some time to ourselves. "Crystal." I called after her and she turned around, "Everyone would be there tonight." I told her and she nodded understanding as she headed out of the room. Hmm. An underground fight. °°°People were sc
The Burning Desire Chapter 31
You can never articulate to others what you feel in your bones because you rarely understand it yourself. -Connor Franta.|Z Y R A|"Is everything ready for tonight?" Shawn questioned Logan, putting the call he was on, on hold. Logan gives him two thumbs up in answer and Shawn get backs to the call as he walked away from us to finish the call in silence. "What's going on between you and Nic?" Flora's whispering fell in my ears and I turned my head to see her smirking at me waiting for some sort of gossip. But she has got the wrong person. I give her a blank lazy stare and she keeps her grin permanent. "You aren't going to tell me?" She concluded, finally, when the emotion of fake sadness took over her face. "No." "But I am your best friend." She reasoned whining like a toddler who asked for a damn candy. It is not like I don't want to tell her. But what should I tell her? There is nothing clear in the first place for me to explain it f
The Burning Desire Chapter 32
What I feel for you can't be conveyed in phrasal combinations; it either screams out loud or stays painfully silent but I promise -- It beats words. It beats worlds. -Katherine Mansfield.|N I C O L A S|"Make sure, the security is tight enough. I won't tolerate any mistake." I said on the phone and the incharge of security replied from the other side.Without saying anything further, I disconnected the call. It's been a long day and there is so much more to still go. Throwing auctions has never been easy but at least I enjoy the power it gives me.I laid down on the bed with my legs falling down the bed in an attempt to take a quick relaxing nap. But the ringing of my phone tells me otherwise. Groaning, I picked the call up."Yeah, Crystal?" I asked."The firearms are checked and the security is in place. Can you tell Logan to take my place for next hour?" Crystal requested and I told her it will be done before hanging the call.It isn't possible for one
The Burning Desire Chapter 33
Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway. -Edgar Allan Poe|Z Y R A|Everyone is busy and exhausted. Yet, they go on. Crystal looks like she can even sleep in standing posture right not, while Logan is slacking off even in walking. Shawn keeps his expressions in check but by the way he shifts his weight from one leg to another in a few minutes says a lot about his exhaustion. "Here, have some coffee." Flora said extending the tray of coffee mugs in Crystal's direction, she gives him a thankful smile before she got back to work with the mug of coffee resting beside her. Flora then goes on and hand a mug of coffee to every busy soul in the room. Once done with her work, she returned back to me plopping down on the couch beside me. "Can't we help them?" Flora asked, sympathizing with them. "We're outsiders." I told her. Because no matter what bond we share with the people living here. That doesn't change the face t
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One month later...The grand wedding venue was a masterpiece of elegance and charm. The entrance, adorned with towering pillars draped in ethereal fabrics, led guests into a fairy-tale setting. The ceremony garden, bathed in a soft glow, featured an elaborate floral arch with cascading roses, lilies, and orchids. Inside the reception hall, tables were adorned with luxurious fabrics, set beneath the warm sparkle of crystal chandeliers. Each place setting was a refined work of art, boasting delicate china and glistening silverware. The room was aglow with the soft flicker of countless candles, casting a golden ambiance.Crystal and Flora, looks elegant in their bridesmaid dresses. The dress is a simple yet elegant peach-colored gown. It features thin straps that delicately rest on the shoulders. The dress is long, gracefully flowing to the floor, creating a light and airy look. The peach hue adds a soft and charming touch, giving the bridesmaid a subtle and lovely presence. Aleeza is d
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Life starts all over again when it gets crisps in the fall. -F. Scott, Fitzgerald. |N I C O L A S|Two months later..."Is it even good to eat pickles and chocolate together?" I ask Flora, who sat beside me eyeing the food eating monster ahead of us. Two bowls, one of pickle and another of chocolate rests on the table and we are strictly ordered to keep my eyes off that food, because apparently, that weird combination of food only belongs to her. We would not even like to ruin our taste buds with that. Thank you very much. "Does it matter?" Flora asked me, holding the glass of warm milk in her hand that Zyra needs to drink to digest all the food she has been eating lately. "She would not stop, anyways." She shrugged. "Why don't you talk to her about it?" I tell Flora, because if I would go to talk to her she would start throwing things at me, which includes everything from cushion to flower vase. "And, get myself admitted in the hospital?" Flora
The Burning Desire Chapter 93
Until you have tethered your madness to someone else's sanity in order to keep breathing, you don't know vulnerability. -Nicole Lyons.|Z Y R A|In one quick move he reached for me, tugging me against his chest as he claimed my mouth with his, in a kiss that was so much hotter and possessive. His lips slanted over mine, hot and needy as his tongue tasted my mouth. I froze in shock for two seconds or three before I kissed him back. His mouth was punishing, slamming against mine, savage and raw. He attacked me with his lips and I met every single assault of his, I moaned into his mouth. Explosions of sensation that I felt all over my body as his mouth attacked mine were so intense. I kissed him just as savagely, channelling all my rage into the kiss, biting his bottom lip, hard. I bit hard enough that it draw out blood and I tasted blood, my tongue darted out to swipe at his lips. He growled low in my throat, pulling me closer. His to
The Burning Desire Chapter 92
People will kill you over time, and how they will you is with tiny, harmless phrases, like "be realistic". -Dylan Moran. |N I C O L A S|The loud piercing scream of the man travelled to my ears, providing the extreme relief. In the shadowed recesses of the chamber, an oppressive malevolence hung thick in the air, suffocating reason and festering in the very marrow of the room. The acrid scent of fear, a tangible miasma, intermingled with the metallic tang of desperation, creating a spectral atmosphere that clawed at the edges of sanity.Cillian, the hapless who had dared to sever the tether to my soul, now cowered in the spectral gloom, his futile resistance against unyielding restraints a pitiful ballet of despair.A cruel grin twisted my lips, a grotesque mask of malevolence that reflected the abyssal darkness within.The flickering light, a feeble sentinel against the encroaching shadows, cast ominous shapes upon my countenance, morphi
The Burning Desire Chapter 91
And, I wonder what is a greater wish, this entire world or to be free from it. - Cara Dekel.|Z Y R A|Two months later..The morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow on our shared space. Nicolas, with his overbearing protectiveness, insisted on handling even the lightest chores, citing potential risks that only his mind could conjure. A simple task like reaching for a cereal box became a hilarious dance of him swiftly gliding in, determined to be my knight in shining armor."Nicolas, I'm just grabbing some cereal, not defusing a bomb," I teased, watching his serious expression dissolve into a reluctant grin."You never know, love. Pregnancy cravings can be unpredictable," he quipped, handing me the cereal box with a flourish.Did I mentioned that ever since he has started calling me love, I get this weirdly good feeling enough my stomach where I just wants to remove everything from between us and kiss him?Just like Ni
The Burning Desire Chapter 90
No human being has ever stood so close to my soul as you stood. -James Joyce. |N I C O L A S|I stood at the edge of the hospital bed, Zyra resting peacefully amidst the sterile surroundings. Her dark hair spilled over the pillow, a cascade of untamed waves framing the serenity on her face. The lines of worry that had etched themselves into her features were softened, replaced by a newfound vitality. The transformation was as palpable as the anticipation in the room.My gaze lingered on the subtle curve of her belly, evidence of the life growing within. The very thought of the tiny heartbeat beneath her skin fueled a fierce protectiveness within me.Zyra's lashes cast delicate shadows on her cheeks, and the rise and fall of her breathing was a soothing rhythm. The beeping of the machines served as a background melody, a reminder of the fragility of life and the strength that could emerge from vulnerability.Her hand, warm and delicate, reste
The Burning Desire Chapter 89
In the era of calamities, you are a moment of peace. -Unknown. |Z Y R A|Noah's words rings in my ear, 'Both, the mother and the baby are fine.'Who the hell is the baby, they are talking about?When I asked the question, everyone in the room shared looks with each other as if contemplating whether to tell me or not. "What is it?" I asked, no one in particular. Because judging from their faces whoever answers my question can enter in the list of my favourite people. Shawn, who is standing at the foot of my bed spares a glance to his boss, as if telling hin that it is all on him. Aleeza and Crystal looks worried and concerned? No idea what it is but I am starting to realise it is pretty serious. "Noah, what baby are you talking about?" I ask the doctor himself, not relying on the people around me. Because right now, they are as good as a phone without internet. Noah looks guiltily between me and Nicolas as if contemplating whether to an
The Burning Desire Chapter 88
You touch me like everything you asked god for. Underneath your hands I become poetry. This is the alchemy that you do. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|She woke up. After two days of misery, two days of going through absolute hell, she finally rewarded me with her life. Her hauntingly green eyes came to my view and I swear I have never breathed and sighed in relief more. Her pale face slowly returned to life and all I could do was thank her for returning. She came back, that's all matters.Her gaze met mine, and in that charged moment, time seemed to hold its breath. The room, still and sterile, bore witness to a reunion tinged with the weight of our shared history. Her green eyes, a repository of unspoken stories, traced the lines of my face as I stood at the threshold of her recovery."David," she spoke my name, the syllables carrying a resonance that echoed through the silent space. A fragile smile played on her lips, revealing a vulnera
The Burning Desire Chapter 87
Today once again on the thread of my sorrows,I have strung the flowers of your memory. -Faiz Ahmed Faiz. |Z Y R A|My eyes flutter open, and for a moment, the world is a blurry canvas of shapes and shadows. The soft hum of machines and distant shuffles of footsteps weave into my consciousness, creating a disoriented symphony. Where am I? What happened?As clarity gradually infiltrates the haze, the sterile scent of a hospital seeps into my awareness. White walls stand guard around me, and the rhythmic beeping of monitors punctuates the stillness. Panic flutters within me, a caged bird desperate for release.I turn my head, a slow, deliberate movement that sends a wave of dizziness through me. The sight of an IV drip, its thin tube disappearing into my arm, anchors me to a reality I struggle to grasp. Questions crowd my mind, a carousel of uncertainties spinning faster than I can catch them.Then, as if emerging from a dense fog, faces come int
