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“I am missing you, mi amor,” For a brief moment, her heart went numb. That longing in his gravelly voice, that yearning in his words did something to her. He was sounding like he was begging his fate to just get a glimpse of her again and this made Cyra feel needed. What was she even thinking?“Then make sure to find a river and get yourself drowned inside it,” she spat back in the call, ignoring those irrational thoughts of her mind. Cyra heard him chuckling at her answer which caused her to frown.“Sounds like a good idea but it won't be fun doing it all alone, so mind joining me, Ms. Merciez?” His words made her clench her jaw. “Shut the fuck up and don't act like you are my friend or something,” she seethed out at him because Cyra had her enough. How could he behave like everything was normal between them when her life had turned into a mess just because of him? “Did I ever tell you that I want to be your friend?” He questioned her back, filling her with more anger.“No, you di
She would not go out of her house today. Standing in front of the mirror, Cyra was affirming those words inside her head while brushing her hair. She didn't sleep a wink last night. How could she after the deal she had made with the devil? And now she just needed to win this game and everything would get completely alright for her. Right?Her phone's screen flashed, gaining her attention. Cyra grabbed her phone from the dressing table. Ethan had sent her a picture of a couple silver chains with lockets of their names’ initials….’E and C’. This clenched her heart.There used to be a time when these little gestures of his used to make her extremely happy, but now, they were hurting her because they were making her realise what kind of betrayer she was. She was intentionally cheating on this man who loved her so much, but now. Now it was enough. She would go to any extent to protect her love and his life. She would do anything, and Ethan would be her only destination. That was it.Her p
“Zaiden Alvaro,” That name deadened Cyra for a brief moment. She had never thought he was going to use Ethan to make her lose. “Where are you, Ethan?” Cyra asked him, petrified. Her hands were trembling. Worst possible scenarios started appearing in her mind.“I….I don't know. I don't know where his men have taken me. I just succeeded in hiding my phone from them but he said….he said he is going to kill me because of y…you,” more tears gathered in her eyes, hearing his voice which was laced with pure dread. That was why he had been so calm since this morning. He had been planning on using Ethan as her weakness to defeat her.“Please save me from him, Cyra. Please. He…he is going to kill me. Please help me,” Cyra heard Ethan's voice breaking. Her heart turned heavy.“Don't worry. I will be there. No one will hurt you, Ethan. Just try to send me your location. I will be there…. please,” Cyra hurriedly wiped her eyes. “Okay. I…I am sending you my location,” Cyra heard him uttering and
“I won, mi amor,” Cyra heard his throaty voice whispering in her ear. His grip turned a bit tight around her but without losing the essence of delicacy. His warm breathing grazed against the exposed skin around her neck and shoulder, causing her to tightly clench her palms. The fact that she could see nothing around her and could just feel him, it was filling her with more dread, and this darkness was telling her how much her loneliness needed him to feel secured.No, it was not her fault. It was the fault of this gloominess around her. She could never need a man like him.“You lost,” his lips gently traced the rim of her ear, forcing Cyra to slowly close her eyes. She knew this was wrong but even a right had never felt this right to her the way this wrong was feeling right to her, at that moment.His lips trailed down and Cyra felt him brushing his warm lips just beneath her ear which made her feel that certain kind of tightness inside her abdomen. But realisation dawned upon her. S
Serenity. An alluring serenity, that was what Cyra experienced the second she felt his lips touching hers. Just like his presence, his lips felt warm, gentle and most importantly needed. Everything about this man made Cyra feel like needing it, yearning for it, throbbing for it.His arms were bound around her waist, making her aware of how delicate this sinewy man could be with her. His formidable strength held the power of forcing his dominance over every inch of her body but all he did was to just tenderly submit every ounce of his existence to her. This man was crazy, and for her, that was what made him unique from the rest of this world.His mouth gently caressed her lips, making Cyra close her eyes slowly. She didn't even notice when her body stopped fighting against him because there had never been any battle between them ever in the very first place. It had always been submission from both sides, especially his. None among had ever asked for dominance, and she herself didn't kno
Master bedroom. He had taken her to the master bedroom of this place which had calm and soothing colours, just like its owner's presence. Cyra roamed her eyes everywhere around her, but her throat dried up when he placed her down on the bed. Cyra snatched herself from his embrace and dragged herself away from him. She sat against one of the corners of the bed and glared at him.“Why did you take me here?” She questioned him, who was standing on the other edge of the bed. He smiled at her question.“To give you a view of our future bedroom,” he uttered, stunning her. She scanned that room again and it was beautiful. Neither too much luxury nor too much opulence, unlike her room. It had a beautiful combination of comfort and simplicity which Cyra never thought needing it until now. But wait…their bedroom?Cyra snapped her eyes back at him.“Stop fucking dreaming. This can never be my bedroom,” she spat at him, widening his grin.“Why? Didn't you like it? I thought you would love it,” H
“I will gladly end his life,”Appalled. Cyra was appalled, hearing him speaking so calmly about taking a life. It didn't take a single second for her shock to turn into rage which forced Cyra to raise her hand and slap him again, but this time a little less aggressively.Taking her hit, he softly sighed and again passed her a smile. He was still smiling at her? She would break his mouth if he would not stop grinning at her like a stupid bastard.“If you slap me one more time, Ms. Sawyer then I will be leaving with no other option than to tie your beautiful hands to this bed,” he uttered, rubbing the tip of his nose against hers. Did he just threaten so delicately? This bitch….“You….” Cyra attempted to slap him again, but this time badly failed in her attempt because he grabbed her wrist. She tried to hit him with her other hand but this messed up the situation more.Grabbing her both wrists in his one hand, he pinned them down on the bed, causing Cyra to aggressively struggle under h
Terrifyingly beautiful. If Cyra could describe what she had been feeling at that moment, it would be this. A kind of terror which was laced with the allure of the forbidden. “Ummm…A..aah… don't,” Cyra pleaded, feeling his tongue entering her wet channel. Her body burnt in pleasure. Her eyes glossed up. This man would make her go crazy for him and that was exactly what he was wanting and he was doing.Cyra felt him spreading her legs a little wider, and then he placed them over his shoulders to get a better excess of her virtue. His lips and tongue continued to taint her which brought more tears in her eyes, but they were still not out of regret but bliss. The bliss her body was feeling right at that moment by getting ruined by him.Tears shedded from the corner of her closed eyes.“Aah….” She felt him sucking on her wet folds, causing her whole body to jolt up. Cyra wiggled her legs but he held them back tightly on his shoulders. The temperature around her rose to its fullest. Cyra f
Standing on the edge of that bridge, her eyes were lifelessly peering down at that river underneath the bridge. It looked deep, so deep that it held the power of caging her life and freeing her from all of her pain.He didn't love her. He loved Elysia, someone who had died the moment he found out about her real existence, because Elysia had always been just her facade. A facade, which she had worn to keep herself hidden from him, but now she hated nothing more than this facade.He hated her. He still hated Allura for everything, and last night, every single thing had happened between him and her facade. The moment he touched her, he believed she was Elysia. The moment his embrace captured her, he believed it was her facade. There had been no place for Allura in his warmth of love.He was never going to love Allura, because he loathed her, but now she was not capable of taking his hatred. After last night, she would not be able to watch hatred in those eyes for her, in which she had lo
Delicately kissing her, he gently teased her drenching slit down there, which made her clutch his naked biceps. He did his best to keep her attention fixed on their kiss, but her body had already started tensing up, so pulling his head back, he looked into her glossy eyes. She was looking extremely scared and nervous, which made him exhale a soft sigh. Getting up from her, he sat on the bed, and pulled her on his lap. Her bare legs surrounded him, whereas her breathing accelerated by feeling their nakednesses pressing against each other. He felt scorching, extremely hard and huge, like he was going to tear her apart, and this terrified her. Even just his fingers hurt her first, then how would she be able to take him? He held her on his lap, and noticed she had lowered her head and had even kept her eyes closed. Her palms were tightly holding onto her shoulders. He could clearly feel her stiffness. “Will you calm down a bit?” He uttered to her in his husky yet calm voice. She slowl
Allura felt his mouth hungrily consuming hers, while his tongue massaged every corner of her mouth. His hands restlessly ripped her wet clothes apart from her body, which made her aware of how desperate he was to claim her as his. This didn't shock her because she already knew how badly he wanted her. She was aware of how sickly he needed her, and now the only difference was that….she had finally realised she needed him just the way he required her.Called it wrong, called it right….. some things didn't belong to those boundaries of worldly judgements, and what they both felt for each other, that feeling could not be held back by those judgements. It was theirs. That feeling belonged to both of them.Just them, so only they had the right to endure, feel, twist it as per they desired.Her shredded clothes fell on the ground. Allura tried to mimic his actions but she was too inexperienced to match with that madness he was kissing her. It was like he was going to eat her raw, whereas for
She heard his steps getting closer to her, which shuddered her very being. Did he take her family away from here? Did he harm them to take his anger out on them? Rage burst inside her body.She could have endured any pain he would have given her, but not to her family. She would never accept him harming her family for satiating his vengeance.Suddenly her eyes fell on the table beside the bed, where she saw a knife on the top of it. Unable to think about anything else, she dashed towards that knife and grasped it.Allura finally turned around to face him, and her heart ached the moment her eyes collided with those reddened teal eyes of his, which were already glowering at her.Zace glared at her with his nefariously intoxicated eyes, but his heart froze the moment he finally got the glimpse of her unconcealed eyes, which exactly resembled that motherfucker, Arran Vezar. So all this time, even her eyes were betraying him?Was all of this really a lie? Just a lie?He knew she would be h
Glasses after glasses, he had been continuously drinking from the past one hour. His throat had started burning, along with his eyes, which had turned red, both due to his intoxication and wrath, but most important pain. That pain, which she had given so ruthlessly. She just not only used him and his emotions, but she used his love. From the beginning, she knew who he was, and what they both were supposed to become for each other, but yet she chose to play with him while showing him her facade of innocence.She attempted to destroy him, and she completely succeeded in it. He was feeling completely shattered, broken and destroyed.When his glass got empty again, he aggressively threw it on the floor, breaking it into pieces, and then grabbed the entire bottle of liquor, and started chugging down the liquid directly from it.How could she do this to him? How could she be so cruel? She knew what she had been doing, she knew how badly he had been getting addicted to her. She knew how ins
Their gazes bored immensely deeper into each other, where his eyes were burning with the pain of hatred and betrayal, whereas hers were blurring with tears of pain and helplessness. It should have never been like this.Hatred had always been the existence of their closeness, so how their serenity ended up existing in the essence of love? How and why? Why did it happen to them?Allura saw that rage in his eyes melting down into pain as he stared more into her watery eyes. It was painful for her. For some unknown reason, she could not watch him suffer so much. Was it because she knew how much he and his family had suffered and was still suffering, or it was because she knew he was the only person who could end all her sufferings? She didn't know. She just knew that she didn't want to see him in so much pain, especially because of her.Gathering all her courage, she lifted her hand up and tried to touch him, but he grasped her wrist in the middle. He violently twisted it behind her back,
Completely numbed, Allura watched his steps heading in her direction. His gaze remained fixed at her eyes so blankly that it shivered her soul, and made her feel like her heart broke down into tears. What had happened? Why was it hurting so much? Why could she feel his presence radiating extreme amounts of pain? His feet paused right in front of her. For a brief moment, he just gazed into her glossy eyes, which watered more the way he was staring at her. Allura saw him extending both of his hands in her direction, where one of his hands was holding a bouquet of roses, while the other was grasping that gun. It filled her with more pain.Allura looked down towards his hands, and noticed his hand, which was holding roses, had turned extremely red and even swollen, like his skin was on the edge of tearing up, and the palm, which was holding that gun, was already bleeding, as his knuckles were looking badly injured. What had happened to him?Her glossy eyes continued to gaze at his both ha
After finding out about how far Zace's madness had gone for Allura, that he not only ended up forcefully marrying her but he also allowed her to be with Aivren, and that thing made Lieve understand, his obsession for her had reached its peak. She had started mattering to him, more than anyone and anything, and that was not acceptable to Lieve.And she had been waiting for a moment like this to burst out the truth in front of him, so this was the perfectly correct time.“She is Allura,” Lieve seethed out at him, clenching his collar. Her eyes gazed into his maliciously dark eyes, which were fixed at her.“That girl is making a fool of you, and you were letting her do it willingly,” she spat at him.“Elysia is Allura Vez….” Zace didn't let her finish her sentence by grabbing her neck in an extremely brutal grip. His breathing had laboured. His face had flushed red. His eyes wore the most cruel shade of brutality.“If you are lying about this …..then I will fucking kill you with my own h
Zace finished his meeting with his clients as fast as he could because he was restless to return back to his wife. Yes, he was desperate to go back to his kitten, especially after knowing she wanted to talk to him about something, and he couldn't wait. Everything related to her automatically became his priority.Nothing like this had ever happened to him. He had never felt like this for anyone. Something like, the air around him had started suffocating him without her presence, but in her presence, life seemed to turn into a blissful feeling which he wanted to live over and over again.With her, life didn't feel like a cruel punishment, and death, its only cure. With her, living this life felt like an alluring blessing. Even pain felt better with her.Was it love? He still didn't know what to call it.And how he wished if he could tell all of this to his little sister because he knew she had all the answers to his every question.His Aiv was his solution to his every problem. She unde