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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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There's a fire inside me that burns with jealousy when I see someone else with her. She's the flame that ignites it. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|I looked at Shawn, my voice edged with disappointment. "You knew."Shawn looked at me, from the silence during the whole conversation and lack of surprise on his face, I figured that he was aware. He was aware of all this, yet he kept it from me. "You knew all along, and you said nothing." I commented, my voice heavy with the disappointment I feel in him and the betrayal green eyed woman left me with. Crystal interrupted, "What are you talking about?" Her question was directed at me, I knew she did not wanted to doubt him but she was not fool to ignore everything. Shawn's expression were a mix of regret and understanding, but it did little to ease the turmoil within me, "My intention was not to hurt you." He started, but what do I do with his words when his actions have already done the deed? "She
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She's not just a chapter in my life; she's the whole story. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|As I arrived at the airport, my heart pounded in my chest, and my steps quickened with each passing second. I had told her to leave, to go away, but the moment the words left my lips, regret had seized me like a vice. I couldn't let her go without an explanation, without trying to make things right.But as I approached the departure gate, my steps faltered, and a sinking feeling gripped my soul. The sight before me confirmed my worst fears—the plane had already boarded. My heart plummeted, and disappointment mingled with fury."Wait!" I called out, desperation lacing my voice as I rushed toward the gate, but the airline staff held their ground. "Get out of my way. I need to get on that plane." The attendant regarded me with a mix of sympathy and indifference. "I'm sorry, sir, but the boarding process is already complete. You'll have to wait for the ne
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In the realm of unexpected horrors, my life took a chilling twist. -Unknown. |Z Y R A|I opened my eyes to darkness, the oppressive weight of fear pressing down on my chest. Panic surged through me as I realized I was tied to a chair, my wrists bound tightly behind my back. The room was pitch black, and I couldn't make out anything beyond the dim glow of a single, flickering candle.The flashbacks of 13 year old me tied to bed while the man old enough to be called my father, glanced down at me with lust filled in his eyes. Everything in my just froze amd I fought hard to stay in my reality instead of disappearing in my past."Zyra?" Flora whispered, her voice trembling with fear. The only response was the eerie silence in the room to her calling. My throat felt dry and I struggled to get any words out of my mouth. "Flora," I responded her, my voice coming out scratchy and rough. "What the hell is going on?" I hissed, my words edged wi
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The anger I feel towards myself is eclipsed only by the emptiness of her absence. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|One month later,It's been a month since she walked out that door, leaving behind an echoing silence that haunts me day and night. Emily, the woman who became my world, was gone, and with each passing day, the longing in my heart grows stronger, mingling with a raging storm of emotions that I can't control.I miss her in every breath I take, in every beat of my heart. She was the fire that ignited my soul, the one who brought warmth and light into the darkest corners of my existence. Her laughter was a melody that resonated in my every waking moment, and her touch, a balm that soothed my restless soul. Now, all I have are memories, and they torment me with her absence.My temper, always a force to be reckoned with, has been on a hair-trigger since she departed. I've lashed out at everyone who dared to come near me, driven by frustr
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In the chaos of my thoughts, your love was the only clarity I found. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|It's been two fucking months since I last saw her, heard her voice and felt her warmth. She has been away from me for two months now and each passing second is just the time went in trash can. Because the time without her is just that, waste. Shawn has been working day and night on finding her location. I did not knew Germany could be that big when it comes to finding a person. Sometimes I am just tempted to fly to the country itself and look for her in each and every corner to find her. "How is life treating my favourite brother?" The bane of my existence, my younger brother, entered the penthouse with the usual annoyance and irritation he radiates by being in my presence. I rolled my eyes at him in response. He knows about Zyra, even if he is not present here 24x7, he sure does have all the news even before me. Thanks to our gossip quee
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In the depths of despair, I found my strength. And in the weariness of it all, I discovered my resilience. -Unknown. |Z Y R A|So many days in this room, and each day feels heavier than the last. I am trapped in this bleak chamber, tied to a chair, my strength waning as time stretches on.The initial fear and panic have now given way to a numbing exhaustion. Every part of my body aches, and I've lost track of the days. The room offers no solace, its walls bearing silent witness to our ordeal.As the days turn to weeks, I've learned to find solace in the simplest of things. A ray of weak sunlight that filters through a crack in the window, a distant sound that hints at life beyond these walls – they're the small fragments of hope that keep me going.But the room itself is a prison, and the air hangs heavy with despair. It's as if the very walls are closing in on me, smothering my hope. I miss the world outside, the breeze on my face, and
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In the darkest of times, I found the light of my life. After two long months, she's not a dream; she's real. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|"I've found something," Shawn said, rising from my solitude, I turned to look at him.He held his laptop in hand, but his gaze was fixed on me. "Cillian Vader," he uttered a name I had never heard before. I had no idea how this person related to Zyra's case."Who is he?" I inquired. Shawn took a seat on the couch in my room and began, "He's one of us." I glanced at him with confusion etched across my forehead."What does that mean?" I asked.It had been over two months since Zyra had left, but she remained firmly entrenched in my mind. Her thoughts accompanied me wherever I went. The emptiness in my room chased me and the loneliness in my heart pricked me like a thousand needles throughout the day.My patience was unraveling, and I had no inkling of where she was and in what state she found herself."Do
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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
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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
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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
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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
