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The Burning Desire Chapter 74
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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After the long night of separation, the dawn of hope has finally broken. -Unknown. |Z Y R A|Cillian's presence in the room had become an oppressive weight, a constant reminder of my captivity. He skulked around like a predator, always seeking an opportunity to invade my personal space with his unsettling touches that sent shivers of disgust down my spine. Each time his fingers grazed my skin, it felt as though a swarm of insects crawled beneath the surface, leaving me with an overwhelming sense of revulsion.But in this moment, as I sat on the chair, a rare glimmer of relief washed over me. Surprisingly, I had been receiving proper nourishment these days, even if it was driven by Cillian's twisted desire to keep me near. It was a bizarre situation, one I couldn't even begin to explain. But as long as it meant I was in a better physical state, I couldn't afford to care about the motivations behind it.In the midst of my captivity, anoth
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What is stronger than the human heart which shatters over and over and still lives. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|I woke with a jolt, my mind racing with thoughts of Zyra. Restlessness gnawed at my insides, rendering every other concern trivial. I tried to distract myself, to immerse in the mundane tasks of the day, but her absence loomed over my consciousness like a suffocating shadow, leaving me unable to grasp onto anything else. Where was she? Why did her absence feel like an unspoken void in my existence, a chasm I couldn't ignore? My fingers twitched involuntarily, yearning for the comfort of her touch, my heart beating in erratic rhythms, echoing the turmoil within. Every passing second without her felt like an eternity, and my attempts to focus on anything else were futile, as if the universe conspired to keep my thoughts fixated solely on her.I fumbled for my phone, my fingers trembling as I dialed Shawn's number. Each ring felt
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Keep me together, do not abandon me. Hold my bones together. -Unknown. |Z Y R A|I tugged against the rough ropes binding my wrists, the fibers cutting into my skin as I strained to break free. With each futile attempt, the realization of my vulnerability settled in, mingling with the simmering anger that threatened to consume me. The shadows seemed to grow thicker, the stale air heavy with the weight of impending confrontation.Cillian is again here, after two days of disappearing, trying to keep everything underground, away from the vicinity of Nicolas and his best programmer, Shawn. He is here, panic written in bold letters on his face as his men faced the result of his failure, his wrath. His agitated footsteps echoed across the room, his features contorted in a mask of anxiety and frustration. "How could he have found us?" he muttered, his voice a low growl of disbelief. "I took every precaution, every measure to ensure our anonymit
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It was not a dream to be with you. It was a prayer. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|As I stood overlooking the sun kissed Calabria, the waves crashing below seemed to mirror the turmoil within me. My heat raced as I thought of Zyra, the woman who managed to fucking entangle her soul in mine with so fucking perfection that it almost suffocates me to breath without her. Only, I know how I have been surviving on my own these past few months. Maybe it was the hope of getting her back where she belongs. By my fucking side. I had gathered my team, the only people I trusted in this treacherous world, to launch an assault on the fucker who dared to lay his hand on my woman. Zyra is only mine to touch, torment and ruin. No one else has the right to even think otherwise. Shawn, the tech whiz with a knack to hack into the most secure system, was typing furiously on his laptop mapping out the building's security system. Crystal, the lethal fighter,
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How do we tell the sea that we are drowning on land? -Unknown. |Z Y R A|The past, a labyrinth of memories and emotions, is a realm where the boundaries of truth and perception blur.Chaos, screams and violence surrounds me. As I sat there, trapped in the swirling vortex of my own memories, I could feel the tendrils of darkness wrapping around me, pulling me deeper into the abyss of my past. The room was spinning, the walls melting into a blur of shapes and colors, as the machine that Cillian had hooked me up to continued its relentless assault on my mind.I opened my mouth to scream but no sound escaped, or maybe it did but never reached my ear or maybe the assault on my brain is too much to focus on anything else. Though, I hear Flora screaming on her lungs demanding someone to stop, when she recieves no response her cries turned to plea and eventually, begging. As much as I am trying to keep myself in control, I am loosing it. I
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There is nothing left of me, but you. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|The stench of death lingered in the air, an ominous reminder of the trail of destruction Zyra had left in her wake. My stomach churned as I stepped into the dimly lit room, the flickering lights casting eerie shadows that danced across the lifeless bodies strewn haphazardly on the cold, hard floor. Lorenzo, my younger brother, stood beside me, his jaw clenched as he surveyed the grim scene before us."Jesus Christ," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "God, what the hell happened here?" Lorenzo muttered. His knuckles turned white as he tightened his grip on his weapon, the only visible sign of the turmoil brewing within him.I shook my head, the gravity of the situation weighing heavy on my shoulders. "It looks like she's been busy."I watched, unable to tear my gaze away from the carnage that surrounded us. Each life extinguished was a painful reminder of the
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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
