Stepping out of the restroom, Cyra exhaled a soft sigh, and then started walking back to the direction of that farmhouse. Her eyes secretly took glances of her surroundings, and there she found nothing suspicious. People around her were minding their own businesses. Everything seemed normal, but it was until her eyes fell on a man, who was standing on the opposite side of the road, holding his phone. She had seen him before, and it was when she boarded that jet with him to come here. She had seen that man there.Her palms clenched. So Ethan was telling the truth? He had told his men to keep their eyes on her in his absence.That man's eyes were not on her, but she knew his presence was analysing her every step, but without making anything obvious, Cyra continued walking and went back to the farmhouse, already knowing what she needed to do to keep everything back on its right track.In the evening, Cyra was cooking some chicken and rice for their dinner when she felt his presence. He
“So how's everything going there, sweety?” Cyra heard her mother asking her. They both were talking to each other in a video call. Cyra passed her mother a smile. “It's turning better,” she answered her mother, widening her smile. “By the way, where is dad? Did you both have breakfast?” Cyra asked her mother, knowing it was still a bit early in the morning in their home country and her father might have not left for his work yet. Cyra saw her mother's smile dimming a bit as soon as she heard her question about her father. “Your dad is still sleeping,” her mother's reply stunned her a bit. Her father was an early riser. Most of the time, he woke up first in their house, so why was he still sleeping? “Why? Is everything alright?” Cyra questioned, knowing her father woke up late in the morning only when his health needed it. Cyra saw her mother exhaling a heavy breath, and this suddenly paced up the beating of her heart. She could feel something bad had happened. “Mum, what happe
“CYRA…….” Roaring her name, he stormed towards that building. His head was occupied with the worst possible scenarios. His heart was begging to not let his thoughts succeed in any way. Every inch of his existence was praying for that only thing……His past wouldn't end up repeating itself again.“CYRA …….” His mouth continued to shout her name. He tried to step inside the entrance of that building, which was completely blocked because of the fire and was still burning terribly, but he didn't care about anything.He didn't care that this fire could burn him into ashes. All he cared about was this fire harming his Cyra. All he cared about was these flames burning his Cyra.All he cared about was just his Cyra.As he tried to step inside the building, a block of some burning bricks fell over him. It hitted his head while it burnt his skin, but it didn't succeed in shivering his intentions of going further inside that place. Rather, it rigidified it because he knew she might be feeling thi
Entering inside their bedroom with a bowl of soup, Cyra saw him sitting on the bed. His back was leaned against the headboard, whereas one of his arms was covering his eyes, but she knew he was awake. Cyra's eyes quickly caught his phone, which was placed on the table, beside the bed. So, he had already checked his phone and that message too, and that calmness in his presence told her…he was already aware that he was going to receive that message.And this confirmed everything to her. He had planned everything. He had put her life on stake to gain her trust.Her life didn't mean anything to him, except for a way for him to fulfil his own motives.Sighing softly, Cyra walked towards the bed, making him remove his arm from his eyes. He looked at her and slanted forward.Zaiden pulled the duvet away, making space for her to sit beside him on the bed. Cyra placed the bowl of soup on the table and then sat beside him.“Do you have a fever?” she uttered while placing her palm gently against
After a couple of days, Cyra was getting ready to go out with him. Tomorrow, they both were going back to their home, so today, he told her they should go out and wander this place one last time. After that explosion, Cyra noticed that he didn't leave her side. He had even stopped going out for work purposes and when she asked him about his business work, he didn't give her any proper answer.“Ready?” He asked her, seeing her wearing the seatbelt. Cyra sent him a nod and then he drove them away from there.“This tower is extremely famous in this city. Almost all the tourists here visit this, so I thought about taking you here,” Cyra heard Zaiden saying to her, after they both reached that place where a huge and tall tower was situated. It looked extremely ancient and the scenario in front of them was beautiful.“Come,” Zaiden held her hand, and together, they both started roaming that place.“Dear, will you like to play this game?” They both saw an old woman stopping them. She was ho
The sound of their skin slapping, whereas her soft moans and whimpers of pleasure were echoing against the walls of that room. Her arms were tightly holding onto him, like the moment he was going to slip from her embrace, her life was going to slip from her arms.Cyra heard him growling in her ear as he clenched her warm walls around him. This made her hug him more tightly.He slightly pulled back to look at her face where he saw those tears shimmering in her eyes. Her face had flushed. Even her anger had forced her to submit her to him.Even her own feelings favoured him more than they favoured her.He stopped moving to grab her legs.“So you hate me, amor?” His question glistened up her eyes, while feeling him wrapping her naked legs around his waist more tightly.“Yes, I hate you because I will love Ethan till the last breath of my life, Zaiden Alvaro,” her words brought a devious smirk on his face, and then he pushed himself deeper inside her, causing her to moan in that pleasurabl
“Come fast,” Ethan uttered to Cyra while dragging her inside that jungle. His hand was holding her palm. Ethan felt her legs involuntarily following him which made him turn his head to look at her face, and there he found her eyes lowered towards the ground. Her hand was still clutching that gun in her hold. Each and every emotion from her face had faded. She was looking completely blank.The essence of death was reeking from her presence. She was looking lifeless, and Ethan knew it was after what she had done.Taking a life, especially that man's with whom she had been living from the past few weeks, had traumatized her completely.Twirling his head, he held her hand more tightly and used a bit more strength to pull her with him.“We will stay here tonight,” he took her inside that small hut, which was located in the middle of that jungle. When they reached this hut, the sun had already started settling down.Ethan locked the door and turned his head to look at her, who was standing i
Cyra couldn't understand anything. What was happening there? Where was Ethan? And why was that gun of hers empty?Why couldn't she succeed in killing herself just like she succeeded in taking that person's life whom she loved more than her own self? Just why?Tears stung her eyes again, which didn't go unnoticed by his second in command, Theodore’s gaze. “Did Ethan Wilser hurt you?” He asked her and his question startled Cyra. Instead of asking her why she killed his boss, he was asking her whether she had been hurt by Ethan or not? What was wrong with him? Or perhaps, they were the words of his boss which were coming out from his mouth?Cyra didn't answer him. Tears started rolling down from her eyes heavily, which made Theodore exhale a sigh.“Where is Ethan?” He asked her again, making sure to not use any kind of barbaric or rough tone with her. Cyra still didn't answer him, so sighed again.“You have to come with us, Cyra,” he uttered to her and attempted to walk closer to her, bu
“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