The reflection on that mirror, froze Cyra completely. She stopped speaking in the middle, which confused Leora, so she turned her head around, and saw Keana's reflection in the mirror.Leora sighed.“Keana,” she called her daughter, who stepped forward, away from the wall. Cyra saw Keana looking in between her mother and her. She was sure Keana had listened to their conversation, but that normal expression on Keana's face made her think otherwise. Did Keana really not hear them? Or she was already aware of what they both had been conversing here?“Mom, dad is calling you. We are about to leave now,” Keana told her mother, who sighed heavily in return.“Go back. I will be there in a minute,” Leora said to Keana, who wagged her head, but before leaving, she passed a glance at Cyra which didn't go unnoticed by her.Was Keana trying to tell her something, but was afraid of saying it out loud?Keana left, which made Leora turn around and look at Cyra.“Cyra dear, I am not allowed to tell
“Cyra, are you going somewhere?” Cyra heard her mother asking her the moment she stepped inside the hall. Her father was also present there, who was reading a newspaper. “Yes. I am going to meet Leena,” she lied again, using her friend, Leena's name, but at least this time Leena was aware of it. “Okay, but any specific reason for changing your dressing style today?” Her mother questioned, seeing her attire. Cyra was wearing a long, oversized hoodie, which she wore very occasionally. Cyra gulped. “It's just….the weather has turned a bit cold, so I thought about keeping myself warm,” she replied, again hiding the truth. She had worn that oversized hoodie to cover herself properly from getting watched. “Okay, but be careful, princess and get back home soon, because there's a possible chance of a heavy thunderstorm to occur this evening,” her father informed her, after reading about the weather in the newspaper. Cyra wagged her head, hearing her father. “I will be back soon,” she ut
Cladded in that emerald evening gown, Cyra was wearing those jewellery he had gifted her. Wearing the earstuds, she sighed heavily and then looked at her reflection in the mirror, and to her utter surprise, she was looking beautiful in that colour.She had never been a fan of this colour emerald, so Cyra had very barely worn it, but now it felt like as much as she had neglected this colour, it had embraced her pretty well. Her skin was glowing in that colour. It was like she had never paid attention to how much she needed it, and was she just talking about this emerald colour?Exhaling heavily, Cyra took her eyes down, and there her gaze fell on her childhood golden anklet on the dressing table. She grasped it and gently shook it.A certain kind of calmness washed over her, hearing its tinkling, so Cyra decided to wear it on her wrist again. At least, something would give her the strength to overcome this night because….she didn't even know what this night had been storing for her.Th
The clouds were thundering. Heavy rain was pouring down, along with that vigorous air, which was blowing at its full speed. The weather had turned extremely bad and chilly, and they had not even crossed half of their way yet.A cloud bursted out so loudly that it shuddered nature. Cyra flinched in fear, and immediately leaned towards him to clutch his coat, who was driving the car.She looked at him and found his eyes already on her. Her face had turned pale, telling him how much this weather had disturbed her. He sighed.“Calm down. Nothing will happen,” he tried to calm her down. Cyra took back her hand.“Please drive fast. I want to reach my home before it gets worse,” she told him, even though she knew he was trying his best to drive as fast as possible, but he also needed to make sure about their safety because the roads had turned slippery and extremely dangerous.Cyra was aware of how wrong her decision was of returning back home under this weather. It could result in severe h
Losing control, yet feeling serene ... .that was exactly what Cyra felt the moment his mouth embraced hers. Goosebumps formed all over her body. Crazy, maniac, insane….all these words were an understatement to call her, but even after knowing it, she still couldn't gather the strength to push him away from her because she didn't want to.She didn't need to separate herself from him. She had lost. Completely lost herself to him.His kiss felt gentle, warm, but at the same time, sinful, demanding….just like him. Cyra didn't kiss him back, but she made no attempts to stop him either. She witnessed him pulling back his head a bit when she didn't kiss him back. Cyra slowly opened her eyes, and their gazes collided. Love, madness, need….she couldn't understand what he felt for her, but whatever that emotion was, she could clearly feel that…it just belonged to her.He only felt this emotion for her and only her. Suddenly a cloud roared loudly outside, making Cyra flinch. She immediately g
Tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes, feeling that pain in her lower region of the penetration. Her narrowed walls were still inexperienced to endure this invasion, especially when she could feel how enormous and hard he was. It was like he had started tearing her body apart.He pushed his entire girth inside her, making a whimper to escape from her mouth. Cyra broke the kiss and tilted her head to calm herself down. It was hurting her. Probably because her body had tightened up due to all the nervousness and fear.“Relax. It will turn better,” he whispered in her ear, seeing her face twisting in pain. Cyra kept her eyes closed, trying her best to not focus on that burning pain in her lower region, but then she felt him gently gripping her chin. He turned her head in his direction, but Cyra didn’t open her eyes, until…..“You look ugly when you cry,” her words made her eyes open. Did he just call her ugly in a situation like this? This fucker. Shouldn’t he compliment her right
The sound of their skin slapping, heavy breathings echoed inside that room, filling its silence with that essence of sin and pleasure. Her soft cries and whimpers resonated, along with his growls. Cyra scratched his back, feeling him going deeper and harder inside her. Their bodies burnt in pleasure. Tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes, which were peering into his cerulean eyes. Cyra could clearly see that predacious hunger flaming in his eyes, but at the same time, it didn’t fade that beguiling warmth and serenity in his eyes. This man was like an unsolved mystery, with no solution surrounding him ... .but only if she knew, the only key to solve this mystery was herself.Only she could solve him and his puzzles, and he knew about this really very well. That was why he could not afford to lose her to anyone and anything….. even to her own self.Cyra felt her lower abdomen tightening up, making her squeeze her walls harder around him which made him growl. “So Ms. Merciez is
Frozen, Cyra watched him standing at the door. His eyes were looking completely blank. Did he listen to her conversation? Cyra saw him stepping inside the room, which made tightly clutch her phone and hid it behind her. She could not afford to let him have her phone, at any cost.Her steps were about to walk backward, seeing him eliminating all the distance between their bodies. His gaze was fixed at her, which scared Cyra more. She tried to walk back, but stopped, feeling his palms delicately cupping her naked waist. Cyra gulped, witnessing his eyes roaming all over her face, but her heartbeat accelerated when his gaze halted on her lips. Even his empty gaze clearly told her his evil intentions, and her assumption confirmed the second she saw him pushing his face closer to hers. Cyra immediately tilted her face to dodge his kiss. She knew he wanted to kiss her. Cyra squeezed her eyes tightly, and felt him lightly chuckling against her ear because she didn’t let him kiss her. “And
A warmly beautiful and fuzzy feeling ignited in his heart the moment he heard her screaming his name for her safety and comfort. Yes, when he came here to get her, he was outraged. How dared she could leave him after everything that had happened between them?Why couldn't she just understand how much he loved her and needed her? But no, she continued to run away from him every single time she got, and that had left him with a burning fury.So when he came here, he came with the intention of dragging her away from here with him, so that he could punish her in his own ways for being so stubborn, but the moment he heard her terror calling for him to retain her safety, his anger faded.She had finally started feeling and seeking her safety in him. The second she felt her fear, she decided to take his name for help.She had started trusting him to this extent, so how could he punish her now? Well, he would still teach her a lesson for leaving him alone but now in a way that would surely ma
“Don't w…worry, Mr. Alvaro. I will be f…fine here,” Allura said to Zaiden on the call. It had been a couple of days, she was staying with them, and this evening, his parents went out of the city to attend some kind of important get-togethering but got stuck there because of the extreme bad weather. “Are you sure, dear?” She could clearly sense the worry in his father's voice. Allura had never thought that his parents would be taking care of her so much. These couple of days, his parents had looked after her like she was their own family.She still wondered how did she end up getting loved by that family who was supposed to loathe her?“Yes. I will be fine. Please look a…after yourself and Mrs. A..Alvaro,” she uttered to him. “Okay then. Take care of yourself,” They disconnected the call. Allura exhaled a heavy breath and looked outside through the window. The sky had turned extremely dark and dangerous. It looked like rain was about to pour down at any moment.She sighed, and then
Blazing like a burning inferno, Zace shoved that guard away, making that poor man fall on the group with a loud thud. But he didn't care. He didn't feel any remorse for hurting someone, whose nefarious gaze was fixed at his father.Zace took his predatory steps closer to his father, whereas Zaiden just stood there with a calm and composed look on his face like always, even though he knew his son's rage had turned lethal after knowing he had taken Allura away from him. But Zaiden remained unfazed.Because he knew what he did was right. At least for that poor soul, Allura, whom his son had been punishing for a sin which she was not even aware of when it was getting committed.“Where is she?” Zace bluntly asked his father with his balled fists. His gaze had turned menacing, something Zaiden had felt in his own self years ago at the time when he used to think this world was going to take his amor, his Cyra, away from him.But it had always been love for him, but for his son, it was just no
Tightly gripping her wrist, he gazed at his parents and witnessed their eyes were already fixed on them, especially at Allura, and this was enough for Zace to turn alert. He didn't know about his parents' arrival in advance because his family was supposed to be here next week, so why were they here so soon?Allura also tensed up, seeing those two unknown faces in front of her. Their eyes were already on her. She had never seen them before, but somehow they both looked familiar to her. Like she had seen them, especially that man. That man looked scary and powerful, just like him, whereas for that woman, she seemed tender, but as well as stern too.Who were they both?“What are you both doing here?” Allura heard Zace asking those two strangers. She saw that man exchanging a glance with that woman beside him, before he finally looked back at Zace to answer him.“Aivren has recovered from her coma,” Zaiden's words froze both Allura and Zace till their cores. Both of their eyes widened in
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