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The Burning Desire Chapter 61
In the chaos of my thoughts, I found solace in the sanctuary of his arms. -Unknown. |Z Y R A|As I contemplate the deadly shadow of lung cancer that looms over my best friend, I find myself on the precipice of despair. The weight of disappointment in myself bears down like a heavy shroud, threatening to smother my icy, stoic demeanor.In the silent depths of the night, as I prepare for my own battle against this relentless foe, I can't help but question the path I've chosen. The man I love, my heart's secret keeper, knows nothing of my treacherous life as an assassin and thief. The very thought of betraying his trust gnaws at my soul, and my heart, a relic I've kept locked away, fractures into a thousand shards. "The reports are not very encouraging. I had suggest you try Germany." The doctor's voice cut through the thoughts in my mind, pulling me back into the reality. "Germany?" I ask her. "Yes, Germany is one of the most popular co
The Burning Desire Chapter 62
God, god, what do I do after all this survival? -Traci Brimhall.|Z Y R A|The penthouse was strangely calm in the morning, or maybe, I am in the kitchen early today. But, nonetheless, it is uncomforting. I am wearing Nicolas' shirt that reaches my mid thighs, thanks to our height difference. His shirt is loose around my body but it doesn't matter, I do not owe any single comforting piece of cloth like his shirts. With my coffee in my hands, I headed back to his room to spend my morning with myself, since Nicolas is still sleeping. He stays up with me for as long he can so, I let him sleep in the morning for as long as he wants when I wake up early. I opened the door of his room, slowly and carefully, stepping inside with bare feet in case to not make any noise that would disturb his precious sleep. But I was surprised to see the bed empty, I frowned and looked towards the bathroom and door was open. Where did he went? Then, out of no w
The Burning Desire Chapter 63
You touch me and suddenly I feel a little less war torn. I am not sure what peace os supposed to feel like but I think it may feel a lot like you. -Unknown. |Z Y R A|Darkness enveloped me like a shroud, my room a sanctuary of secrets and shadows. I sat on the edge of my bed, trembling with fear, my tears flowing freely as I faced the horrifying truth that had come to light. My heart pounded in my chest, and I whispered to myself, "I can't lose everything."The people I had grown to care for, the family I had forged in these past few months, their faces flashed before my eyes like a cruel mirage. I had never allowed myself to become attached like this before. Love and friendship were luxuries I had long abandoned."Why now?" I wondered aloud, my voice choked with emotion. "Why did I let myself care?"The man I had started loving, his smile, his touch, his whispered promises of a future together—they all seemed like fragile dreams now. My
The Burning Desire Chapter 64
Walking away from you is like leaving a piece of my heart behind. -Unknown. |Z Y R A|He stood there, right in front of my eyes holding the gem in the velvet box, which shone brightly even in the small box, spreading its light. Nicolas looked up from the the box at me, a warm smile lifting his lips and something inside me just ached. "Zyra," he started and I gave him my focus while my heart beat inside my chest, wildly. "I want to talk to you." He stated. I could not find the courage to form words as he went on talking about what he wants to say. The anticipation hung heavy in the air, and my heart raced as I realized what this moment meant."Logan, come with me." Shawn said out loud in his empty voice. Logan made an annoying noise as he said, "No, I wanna see." He insisted like a nursery child. "Logan," Shawn warned him with a glare of his eyes and just like a child, Logan stomped his food on the ground before he followed after
The Burning Desire Chapter 65
The truth may be painful, but it's the only way to rebuild what my lies have torn apart. -Unknown. |Z Y R A|That's it. It is the moment. Just open your mouth and end it, Zyra. Just fucking do it. "Zyra?" Nicolas snapped his fingers in front of my face, bringing me back to the reality. I composed myself, contemplating as I gazed into those profound gray eyes, how could someone, despite being so unkind to the world, harbor such thoughts, such love, and such affection for me. "Zyra, tell me, what's wrong?" Nicolas attempted to inquire, his concern for me clearly visible in his eyes."Do you love me?" Before I could even think further, I had already posed the question that had been lingering in my mind for so long.My question left Nicolas stunned. His eyes widened, and he looked at me as if I had asked for something monumental. I was indeed seeking something. His heart. His love. His thoughts. I was asking him for everything I had be
The Burning Desire Chapter 66
I thought I knew the night sky, but her love revealed a whole new constellation of emotions, and I'm spellbound. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|Zyra is hiding something. I can tell by the way she looks and her demeanor. She seems lost, her attention is elsewhere, and her mind seems preoccupied. I've tried to ask her, but she dodges the questions every time. It's been a week since the day I gave Zyra the Dresden Green Diamond ring. Right now, I'm lying in my room, and Zyra is sitting on the distant couch, reading something or perhaps I should say, she's ignoring me. She's physically close, yet feels so far away. She smiles, but her smile doesn't light up the room like it used to. She talks, but her words lack the liveliness they once had. It's as if she's trapped in her own thoughts."Zyra," I called her gently. Zyra looked at me over her book. Her green eyes met my gray ones, and my heartbeat raced at the innocence in her gaze."Hmm?" She re
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Her heart ached knowing she unintentionally shattered the one that loved her the most.-Unknown. |Z Y R A|"I am giving you twenty four hours, Zyra." Shawn said, "Either tell him by yourself or I would have to tell him." He finished saying. It's been more than a week since I told Shawn everything, from the disease of Flora to the stealing of diamond. And, he had been bugging me to tell Nicolas the truth since then and I have been avoiding the same topic. "Okay." I told him, because last night after telling Nicolas that I love him, I think I have no more fears left to keep the truth from him. "Okay?" Shawn asked, not believing that I just agreed so simply. "Yes, Shawn. Okay." I repeated for him. "I will tell him everything." I finished. Shawn stood there in disbelief. Maybe it is hard for him to believe that I can be honest too, that I was honest with my feelings towards Nicolas since the very starting. "Get everything ready, Shawn." I told him. "I would unveil the truth now." W
The Burning Desire Chapter 68
The scars of betrayal are the memoirs of a heart that once loved deeply. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|I can still remember the day, etched into my memory when I first saw her. The fire in those hauntingly green eyes and the lack of emotions on that perfectly sculpted face. I remember each and every incounter of us, like meant to be etched in my memory just to be cherished again and again. I remember everything about her, from the emotionless woman who would rather eat a cockroach than show herself on her face and the child who jad been suffocating inside her since so long. I remember it all, yet now, when she stands in front of me. It does not look real. It does not look like her. She is her, yet she is not. She does not look like the woman I fell in love with. She is not the woman I chased. She is not the woman I cherished. Her words, ringing in my head like a tape recorder on repeat. I felt the world crumble beneath my feet, and my heart
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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
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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
