Completely numb, Cyra peered at his face, who was looking extremely calm and unbothered, even after knowing she had eavesdropped on his and his father's conversation. It terrified Cyra so much that she couldn't dare to look into his eyes anymore, so she slowly took her eyes down and clenched her palms.“I….I am sorry. I just wanted to know what your dad is going to say to you after seeing me here,” she apologized to him, keeping her head lowered.“I am extremely sorry for….” Cyra stopped, feeling him wrapping his arms around her waist. He pulled her closer to him.“Did I say you have done anything wrong?” His question stunned her. Cyra took her head upward slowly to look at him, and there she found no anger on his face, unlike she had expected.He was looking serene.“You did what you think is right, so you have no need to apologise,” he uttered, shocking her more. Why was understanding this man so difficult? She could never anticipate his moves in advance, no matter what she would do
Gazing at him in complete silence, Cyra exhaled a heavy breath and then gently pulled his hands down from her face.“I am fine,” she said, taking her eyes down towards that hot water bottle and on all those things he had bought for her. “And thank you,” she uttered in a soft tone, making him sigh.“You're my life partner, amor, and taking care of you is just not only my responsibility but my happiness too,” hearing his words, Cyra slowly took her head upward to look into his eyes, and like always she couldn't catch any lies in his gaze.Was he an expert in hiding the truth or she was incapable of identifying the lie? She sighed and again looked at those chocolates, snacks, books and toys. “You didn't have to buy so many things,” she uttered, while grabbing a book, and her eyes widened, seeing what it was. A romance novel.Did he like reading romantic books?“I didn't know what kind of books you read, so I got all these,” he said, pointing towards the others books which were of diff
“You think, tomorrow is right for us to leave?” Cyra heard Zaiden asking her. They both were having their breakfast. Cyra sent him a nod. “Yes. I am fine now and my period lasts for five days, so it ended yesterday,” she told him. Cyra couldn't even describe through her words how beautifully and selflessly he had taken care of her in the last few days. Whenever she had cramps, he made sure to give her hot water bottles and did everything possible to keep her mood lifted and happy. Not only this, during her second night of cycles, she ended up staining the mattress, duvet and her clothes because she had the heaviest bleeding on her second day, so he had also washed and cleaned everything for her. He used to go to the office late and used to come back from work early for her. He had taken care of her like he couldn't watch her in even a slight amount of pain, and if it would have been in his hands, he would have taken all of her pain on him. Body massages, her food cravings, he loo
Head or heart? Zaiden heard his wife asking him that question, while his gaze caught that enormous amount of confusion, fear and even dilemma in her eyes. She couldn't differentiate anymore whom she should listen to…. Her heart or her mind? A soft smile formed on his face. Zaiden gently cupped her waist and then pushed his face closer to hers. “Whom do you think I listen to, when it concerns you, mi amor?” Like always, she didn't receive any direct answer from him. Instead, she received another question in his answer, but this time, Cyra did her best to look for her answer in his question by gazing deeply into his eyes. “Your head?” she uttered, trying to ignore that alluring tenderness in his eyes which was making her heart feel like he loved her the most in this world, but her head told her to ignore it. It was a lie…just a facade of his. That was what her mind concluded, but her heart was not in favour of it at all. His grip slightly tightened around her waist, hearing her wor
The car halted in front of its destination, which befuddled Cyra because it was not that place which she assumed it to be. She saw two guards coming towards their car and then they opened the doors for them. Cyra stepped out of the car and found dozens of men around her. They all were armed. It made her recall that day when she found out about his true identity in that godown.Cyra saw all those men bowing in front of him, and even her. What was happening here? Why were they here instead of the airport?“All set, Mr Alvaro. We are ready for the departure,” Cyra heard one of the men stepping forward and informing him. Were they all working for him? “Let’s go,” his gravelly voice took her out of her thoughts. Cyra noticed that his serene demeanour had turned cold and rigid, especially because of the silent treatment they both were giving to each other since last night. She sighed and followed him, and her eyes widened, seeing that private jet in front of her. Were they going to fly in
Frozen, Cyra felt his mouth aggressively consuming her lips, like he was going to chew her alive this time. His touch felt extremely violent and aggressive, and this terrified Cyra because she knew how barbaric this man was.She had seen him taking someone's life so cruelly.Panic rose over her. Cyra immediately started struggling under him. “L….leave m ..me,” her words mumbled as he kissed her harder by witnessing her trying to push him away from her, but he neither listened to her nor freed her from the cage of his aggression. Using every inch of her physical strength, Cyra attempted to push him away from her, but when nothing worked, Cyra bit on his lower lip as harshly as she could, and her bite was so rough that Cyra's tongue tasted his blood.Zaiden finally pulled back his head, and found her glaring at him through her slightly watery eyes.“Get the….” He shut her up by grabbing her neck in his palm.“One more fucking word from your mouth, and you will regret this, Cyra,” he w
“Aah ……” a soft hiss escaped from her mouth when she felt him nibbling on her sweet spot, which was just near her ear. She clutched his shoulder, making him stop.Slightly pulling his head back, he looked into her eyes, where he found that beautiful essence of serenity in her alluring eyes. The serenity of finding herself trapped in his arms, and he knew about this really very well.“Should I be more gentle with my wife?” He breathed out against her lips in his teasing tone, which made Cyra blush. She pushed him away from her and then got up.Cyra stepped down from the bed, but her feet paused when she felt him caging her from behind. A soft sigh of relief came out of her mouth because this hug made her comprehend how badly she was needing it.His beautiful and warm back hugs had started becoming her solace, and it was probably because this made her realise that she understood his warmth, his touch, his closeness, even when his face was not visible to her eyes.His essence was enough t
Cyra moaned in between their kiss, feeling him shoving his fingers deeper inside her core. It hurt her, but the pleasure it brought to her was mind numbing. Her arms tightened around him. His tongue devoured every corner of her mouth like he owned her, and he had every right to love and ruin her the way he pleases, and even after knowing about it, even the mere thought of stopping him didn't cross her mind because she had started believing, he owned her more than she possessed her own self.She knew he was that possessor of her, who was capable of making her forget about each and every lover of hers.His fingers and mouth continued to torture her until she didn't tear up and broke down in his arms. Her juices wetted his fingers, which made him pull back to look into her slightly watered eyes, who was panting heavily. Her face had flushed.Without even saying anything to her, he just smirked looking at her state, but this accelerated the beating of her heart more because his smirk was
“Wow, it looks so beautiful,” Allura heard Luther complimenting her salad plating. She passed him a smile. He had taken her to the kitchen of that hotel, where dozens of other people were working too, so gathering her courage, she also decided to help. And then, Luther gave her the work of salad making and plating for their guests.“Yes, Elysia. It looks really very good,” one of the kitchen staff of the hotel, Bethie, agreed, whom Luther had requested to look after Allura, as he knew how afraid and concerned she had been just with the idea of working here, so he thought about easing her discomfort a bit.“And we know, you are going to make a perfect team member for us, Elysia,” Luther called her Elysia because Allura had requested him to not call her Allura. She told him that it was her nickname, so he should be addressing her with her real name, Elysia Sylvaine, which was the biggest and most painful lie of her life. But she was not allowed to tell the truth to anyone.She could nev
“You are Allura, right?” that man questioned her.Allura went numb. Tears pricked inside the back of her eyes in fear. She could not utter a single word to him.“Remember Linus?” she heard that man asking her with a smile, and that name from his mouth shocked her more. Linus?Linus was the name of that childhood best friend of hers, who used to be her neighbour too. But when they both turned eight, he and his family had to shift to some other place, and after that, they never met again. But how did this man know about her friend, Linus?Who was he?“I am Linus’s elder brother, Luther. Do you remember us?” His words finally started clearing her confusion. His face finally rang a bell in her head. Yes, Linus used to have a big brother, and she had met him a few times in their past. That was why she couldn't recognise him at first glance.A soft smile finally formed on her face. She sent him a nod, telling him she was Allura. Because after her own family, Linus and his family were the o
“It's F L O W E R S….” A big smile formed on Allura's face, hearing her little sister telling her the correct spelling of flowers. Greta was revising her lesson as today she had a class test. Allura was extremely proud of her sister. She loved seeing her studying, because she had always wanted to study, to go to school, to make friends, to have teachers, to live a normal life of a child. But those wants of her never even began, much less she got to live them.But she was extremely happy, witnessing her little sister living that life, which she had always yearned to have. “It's done,” Greta closed her notebook, “I will get full marks today,” she told her big sister, earning a thumbs up for her.“All the very b…best,” Allura wished her, making the little girl giggle in happiness. “Here. I have packed your l…lunch box. Don't forget to f..finish it,” Allura said to Greta, putting her lunch box inside her school bag. For years, Allura had been doing most of the house chores. Cooking, cl
Venom. That pain, which she was feeling, was like that venom, which had been killing her slowly and so silently that the outside world didn't even have a clue about it. But that pain was hurting her soul. It had been hurting her for years, but today, she met the possessor of that venom.And their encounter was so dreadful that Allura didn't even want to get in front of him ever.Not even as Elysia Sylvaine. Let alone as Allura Vezar.A lone tear rolled down from her eyes, so she attempted to wipe her eyes a bit harshly, and ended up pricking those colour contact lenses in her eyes. Allura softly hissed, and then she took out her lenses from her eyes one by one. Trailing her eyes towards the mirror, she finally found her multi-coloured irises gazing at her, which she had inherited from her grandpa. Her eyes, which always made her remember her grandpa, and how ruthlessly he had been murdered.Allura gazed at her unconcealed eyes, which she had always believed the most unique and beautif
Changing into his sleepwear, Arezko went to Aivren's room. He had his clothes and other necessary belongings here in AIV MANOR, because he mostly stayed here with Aivren to look after her, and probably with the same hope as Zace. That she would wake up at any moment, so he should remain close to her to witness that moment. That moment, which he had been dying to witness from the past nine years.He entered her room, and his gaze straight fell on her, who was still sleeping. Slightly closing the door, he walked towards the door. Sitting on the bed, he placed his palm over her head, and gently stroked her hair.A soft smile formed on his face as his light amber eyes gazed down at her. The girl, with whom he had fallen in love like crazy, when they used to be kids. He had always craved to get her attention in their kindergarten. When the very first day he met her there, he had wanted to be her friend. But that day, he ended up laughing at her brother, Zace, because she was beating him wi
With his clenched jaw, he watched that woman stepping inside the room. She didn't bother to even ask for his approval, even though she knew he despised his loneliness getting interrupted by anyone for any reason. But she didn't care because she knew….he would never kill her for her bravery and audacity. As he needed them.Her bold and fearless nature had always held a very crucial place in his life, and they both were aware of this really very well.Her frosty-grey eyes, which looked so enigmatic that it could even gain the attention of a blind. Every detail of her face and body was carved so perfectly that it could even shiver the worldly definition of perfection. Her light blonde hair. Even just the way she walked, it resembled pure seduction and temptation. She didn't own the power and authority, but she knew she held the power of controlling the owner of that same exact power and authority just by using her mere glance.She had always been like that dream, if you would have it…it
Pain, pain and just pain. All Allura could feel, understand and sense at that moment was pain. Viorica, her family, her step-mother, and most importantly, a woman, with whom she had been living for years, how could she turn so cruel that she ended up selling her to a place like that, just for money?Did money really hold the strength to overpower the life, dignity, morales and most importantly, the humanity of a human?“How c…could you do this with m…me?” Her words were stuttering, but not her strength. She was determined to know how someone could stoop so low? Especially when that someone was a part of her family? How.Viorica glowered at her, cupping her cheek, which was still stinging because of the vigor of her slap.“I…I knew it since the start that you don't like me, and it's un…understandable for me. But this?” Allura sounded aghast, disgusted, and most importantly hurt. “You s…sold me like an object?” Tears continued to pour down from her eyes, wetting her already moistened f
Fleeing as fast as she could on that road, Allura's legs had started aching in pain, but she didn't stop running for her life. For once, she didn't try to turn around to look back with the dread what if he would have been following her. What if he would catch her again? What if he would put his tainted hands on her? What if that monstrous devil trapped her in his hell? Bawling uncontrollably, she continued to run, but her heartbeat inflated when she heard a car's honk. She turned her head around, and saw a car following her. Was it him again? That mere thought made her panic.Allura teared up more. She attempted to sprint faster now, but couldn't stop that running car from overtaking her. Allura's feet paused, seeing that car side passing her, and then it stopped right in front of her.Her blood ran cold. She saw the door of that car getting opened, but the person she saw coming out of it, numbed her till her core. More tears blurred her vision. It was that man, whom she had seen at
His perilous gaze watched how badly she had been trembling on that floor. That scenario had horrified her so much that she had ended up tightly closing her eyes while cupping her ears to block even the essence of that distressing moment from reaching her senses, but her vulnerable state told him that blood-curdling scene had already made its space in her thoughts. That was why she was wailing on that floor like a little child, who had seen a ghost with her own eyes.A fearsome ghost, who had been haunting her for years.Lifting his hand up, he gently gripped her chin, but she had turned so disturbed by that situation that the second he touched her, she immediately flinched backwards, and attempted to push his hand away from her, like his touch had been burning her skin.Allura shoved his hand away, and instantly dragged herself away from him. Zace saw that extreme amount of terror brimming in her glossy eyes, which made him aware of how even his mere presence had started scaring her, b