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The Burning Desire Chapter 36
Being raised with cold eyes, taught me not to cry. -Unknown. |Z Y R A|Flora is fine. It was just a matter of seconds where she had difficulty breathing but other than that she was completely fine. But it doesn't matter that we aren't running out of time to get her treated even when the payment is ready and we have the diamond but my feelings for Nicolas are making it difficult. That's why I always preferred it without feelings. Feelings fuck everything up. Feelings were the sole reason that forced me to shut mine off but then he came like a storm and awakened all the feelings I tried so hard to put to sleep. Only if my life wouldn't have been so complicated it had be easy to sort things out. But everything is tangled here and my priority is Flora as health and her treatment. Not amount of feelings can ever change my priority from that. "Zyra, Are you okay?" I heard him ask, standing beside me with his hand resting on the small of
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When a child is punished for their honesty, they begin to lie. -Unknown. |Z Y R A|"Happy birthday, Zyra." Flora wished me with a bright smile as she pulled me in her embrace for a bone crushing hug. Aleeza did not waited another minute as she jumped in my arms, squealing like a little kid. She looks like it is her birthday today. I smile at her enthusiasm and hug her back. "What are we doing tonight?" Aleeza asked as she broke the hug bit hooked her arm with mine. "Nothing." I told them, flatly."That is not happening again." Aleeza focuses his gaze at me. They know I do not celebrate birthdays, my birthdays, to be more specific. But still every time they try to get me move one step ahead to be optimistic about the day I was born. I don't know what is so fascinating about the day you were born when you have spent your lifetime wishing you never actually would have recieved this life. "Come on, Zyra." Aleeza insists but I can give in to
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How can I ever get tired of my thoughts when I have you in them, the only thing that brings piece to my mind, a mind full of chaos. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|She left as soon as she woke up. And, it's been hours bit she still isn't back. As much as my feets tell me to go out and look for her, I know it would end up bad. Because I saw the way she looked at me when I discovered that it is her birthday today. Like, I found out something no one was supposed to know. Like birthdays are a forbidden thing and not something worth celebrating. Aleeza, who is always excited ab out throwing parties and dragging everyone to useless sleepless nights is sitting, silently, scrolling through her phone like it is not the birthday of one of her closest friend today. Flora, best and childhood friend of Zyra is accompanying Aleeza as she sips on her cold coffee. It seems fucking bizzare to watch these two sitting, calmly, like they know that this day isn't go
The Burning Desire Chapter 39
After so long her heart found solace in his presence, a gentle reminder that love's embrace knows no bounds. -Unknown. |Z Y R A|In the picturesque streets of Italy, I walked alone, my gaze distant and haunting. It was my birthday, a day others celebrated, but for me, it was a reminder of a painful past I sought to escape. I moved gracefully, avoiding eye contact with the strangers and the faces of my friends who wanted to celebrate my birthday but kept queit just for my sake. The weight of my parents abuse and their mental torment, those harsh words one would not even use for an enemy kept me distant, hidden behind a facade of indifference. With each step, I wandered the sun- soaked cobblestone streets, lost in my thoughts and memories. The vibrant colors of the city seemed muted against the backdrop of my internal struggle. I was walking alone with the ringing thoughts in my head when my phone vibrated in my pocket, pulling out from th
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If the whole world was watching, I had still dance with you. -Niall Horan. |N I C O L A S|Amidst the vibrant lights joyful chatter of the party I had planned, I stood apart like a lonely abandoned puppy. Dressed impeccably in a tailored suit that spoke of sophistication, I exuded an air of quiet intensity that set me apart from the jubilant crowd. My tousled hair seemed to mirror the tangled thoughts that swirled in my head. My eyes stated focused at the entry door of the club, I swirled the content in my glass before drowning it in one go. It's been one hour since the party started and she is not here yet, but I am holding onto the unsaid promise that she made to me about returning back to home soon. Laughter echoed around me and couples swayed to the rhythm of the music, my gaze remained fixed on the entrance, my heart yearning for that one person who haven't arrived yet. I watched my friends, Aleeza and Lorenzo, enjoying themselves
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But luxury has never appealed to me, I like simple things, books, being alone, or with somebody who understands. -Daphne du Maurier.|Z Y R A|When we started dancing first, the room faded away and it haven't come to existence even yet. As the music pulsed through the air, Nic and I moved together on the dance floor. His gentle grip on my hand, tightened, as he twirled me around before pulling me close in his embrace, his hand circling around my small waist. My gaze lifted up to met his desired one and a knowing smile passed between us, revealing the plans we both had in mind for tonight. As the beat grew stronger, our steps grew bolder. Nicolas' hand slipped lower, his fingers entwining with mine, pulling me closer until there was barely any space between the two of us. With each twirl and sway, our bodies pressed together, the warmth of his breath against my ear sending shivers down my spine. His touch felt electrifying, igniting a fire within me t
The Burning Desire Chapter 42
I hope he knows, what he was starting to feel like - home. -Author. |Z Y R A|I woke up to the soft morning light, and, the first thing I saw after opening my eyes was, him. Nicolas was sleeping right beside me, a peaceful expression covering his, usually, chaotic face. I could not help but feel a rush of affection as I admired the tranquil expression on his features, illuminated by the sun light that enters the room through the glass windows. The moments shared from last night, rushed back into my mind amd unlike last time the first thought in my mind was of not running away but was of staying, instead. Everything about last night still felt like a dream, the dance, the desire in his eyes, the warmth in his touch and the feeling in our intimacy. I gently brushed a stray strand of his hair away from his forehead, my heart filled with a profound sense of connection and adoration for the man who is filling the sense of feelings inside m
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My alone feels so good. I will only have you of you are sweeter than my solitude. -Warsan Shire. |N I C O L A S|Life is unpredictable and I most certainly do not mean it in the negative way. When her lips curled upward in a small smile as she listens to the conversation of my friend, I realised how fucked I am. She is sitting beside Logan with her legs crossed on the couch as a mug of coffee if between her both hands, she sips on her hot coffee and listens to the conversation without making herself a part of it. And, I? I stand in the corner of the hall with my arms crossed on my chest as I observes her, notices her, stares at her, like a stalker from the shadows without coming out in the light. When I woke up in the cold bed today, I thought she left again to regret and we would go back to square one after everything but I was proved wrong when I found her in my hoodie and her shorts, working in the kitchen for her coffee. My heart flu
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
