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The Burning Desire Chapter 79
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,
The Burning Desire Chapter 80
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
The Burning Desire Chapter 81
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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And if life is repeated a thousand times still you, you, and again, you. -Forough Farrokhzad. |N I C O L A S|I never thought it would come to this. My brother, Lorenzo, standing in front of me, his gun pointed at the woman I love, Zyra. The tension in the room was suffocating as the seconds ticked by, each one feeling like an eternity. Zyra, her eyes vacant and distant, couldn't distinguish between friend and foe. She was trapped in a mental prison of her own making, a hell created by the sadistic hand of her kidnapper, Cillian. I couldn't bear to see her like this, lost and broken."Zyra, please." I begged, my voice clearly hinting the desperation and plea in it. "It's me, Nicolas." My voice trembled as I pleaded her to come back to me from whatever world she is in right now.Her finger tightened on the trigger, and I knew that if Lorenzo made one wrong move, she would end it all. The room was silent except for the steady hum of the air conditioning.
The Burning Desire Chapter 83
Then you reach the point where you no longer need anything, but calm. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|The sterile walls of the hospital seemed to close in around me, each breath heavier than the last. Zyra lay unconscious on the frigid hospital bed, her lifeblood staining the pristine white sheets. I couldn't divert my gaze from her, a silent plea echoing in my mind to wake up, to defy the odds stacked against her."Don't worry, Boss." Noah said, putting his hand on my shoulder in a comforting way before he disappeared inside the operation theater, leaving me to battle with my thoughts. Shawn already called Noah before, so he was ready with everything we needed for Zyra to be treated when we reached the hospital. I don't know for how much time I kept standing there like a statue when Crystal came to my side, keeping a hand on my shoulder she brought my attention to her and said, "Zyra is a strong woman, Nic. She will survive. She will liv
The Burning Desire Chapter 84
They say the hearts are connected. I miss you, my heart is bleeding for you, did you sense it? -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|They rushed Logan inside the hospital immediately, though his injury looked bad, the only relief was that he was still conscious. Flora was crying, wait no, she was bawling her eyes out, holding onto his hand like its her life. At the door of the ICU, they stop Flora from entering, "Ma'am, you can not go in." The staff tries to tell her but she looks hellbent on not giving a shit about them. "You do not tell me what to do." She yells at the staff and this is the first time I am watching her this furious. Crystal tries to hold her back but it is impossible when she looks ready to storm. I take heavy steps in her direction, I do not know why I am doing this. I never cared before. I hold her by her shoulders, making her look at me, her glossy eyes stared into my empty ones. Grief is a weird thing. People grieve in dif
The Burning Desire Chapter 85
You are going to break your promise. I understand. And, I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you. -Catherynne M. Valente.|N I C O L A S|Two days later..Zyra did not woke up. She slipped in a coma and its been two days, forty eight hours of staring at her unconscious body, attached with the life support. Noah says that both the baby and Zyra are fine but for how long? Nobody have the answer to that. And it scares me. Yes, I finally have something to loose and I had be damned if I loose them both in one instance. Yesterday, Noah even asked me to be ready to choose one from both the mother and the baby. I do not even have to think about it. Of course it would be Zyra. I do not think it is possible for me to ever let go of her. "Nic," Flora's voice broke the chain of my thoughts and I looked up at her pale face, she has been a crying mess ever since Logan woke up but Zyra did not. "Your coffee." She extends the cup towards me
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And today, all you did was hold yourself together,I am proud of you. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S|I returned to the penthouse twenty minutes later and the sight that greeted me was not something I was expecting. Aleeza, my younger sister, who always seemed to smile wide and like a sunshine, was crying. Her eyes red and swollen as if she refused to take a break from the crying session. Lorenzo has locked himself in his room and have declined to let go off his stubbornness. He would not say it but I know it is about Zyra. He regrets pulling that trigger specially, after knowing that she is pregnant. We do not know if Zyra was aware about the pregnancy but according to what doctors said, she might not, because if we do the right calculations she got pregnant when she was kidnapped and what is even more surprising is that it has been almost three months and she is not showing much yet, sure enough if you focus on her abdomen and look for l
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The Burning Desire Epilogue
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
The Burning Desire Chapter 94
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
