“What were you doing on the terrace, Cyra?” Cyra heard her mother asking her as soon as she entered the hall where her parents were present, along with his parents and Keana. “Leena called me, so I was talking with her, mum,” Cyra lied because she knew she didn't have the guts to tell anyone present there regarding what happened with her on the terrace and by whom, so lying seemed to be the easiest thing to do at that moment to her.“Is everything alright?” Cyra heard her mother asking her again and she understood her mother might have sensed that apprehension on her face which she was trying to conceal.Cyra wagged her while trying to pass a forced smile to her mother but her attempt to smile failed as soon as she saw him entering the hall. His cerulean eyes were already on her but Cyra looked away from him.“I will be back in a minute,” Cyra said to her mother, confusing her.“Where are you going now?” Her mother asked, getting up from the sofa.“In the garden,” she answered, bewild
Horrified, Cyra watched that old lady, Clara, who was also one of the oldest house staff in the Alvaro manor, standing in front of them. Clara’s wrinkled eyes watched them, a bit appalled. She caught them like this. Cyra saw Clara lowering her eyes which made her immediately detach herself from his arms. Her entire body started trembling in fear because she didn't even know what would happen if Clara would tell their parents about what she saw here. “I….” Cyra lost her words. She didn't even know what to say.Clara took her head upward. Cyra thought she was going to ask something to them but Clare trailed her eyes towards him.“Your father is calling you both inside,” she told him and Cyra saw him wagging his head in his reply to Clara. After receiving his answer, Clara turned around and left, leaving Cyra completely startled behind her. What just happened here? Why didn't Clara ask anything to them after catching her in his arms?Was she going to tell their parents everything now? T
“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
Cyra saw her handsome devil smirking down at her, whereas one of his hands had already started playing with her bosoms while the other was busy removing his shirt from her body to make her completely naked under him and she knew exactly for what exact reasons.She playfully narrowed her eyes at him.“You didn't tell me about that wild animal being more evil than a devil, Mr Devil Alvaro?” Her words widened his smirk. He removed the shirt from her body, leaving her stark naked under him. Just like the way he needed….just like the way he wanted her to feel …..with no barriers.“Well, if I thought about keeping it as a surprise for my wife, so that she could find it on her own the moment she will meet him,” he teased her more. Cyra sent him a tiny glare, whereas her cheeks started flushing red, feeling his hand massaging, cupping and squeezing her bosoms, like they were some kind of squishmallows. Her man loved playing with her bosoms and she knew about this really very well. “So, now
“Aaah…..” her loud moan of pleasure resonated under that open sky. Tears were streaming down from her eyes which were gazing into those cerulean eyes of her love.Grabbing her wrists, he pinned them down on the ground and pressed his forehead against hers. “Aaaah….Zai…. please,” she screamed his name because they both knew neither he was holding himself back tonight nor she was wanting him to because she needed him to ruin her, to destroy her, to torment her.To love her in his own twisted ways.Zaiden pushed himself deeper inside her, making her cry out loudly. Their eyes remained glued with each other as she continued to make her scream, moan and whimper his name as loudly as he could because neither they needed to worry about anyone hearing them nor that so-called world of right people were going to judge them.They both were caged and shielded by that world which they had started creating on their own. Their world, which didn't have any judgements, but just acceptance of their ea
Under those beautifully glowing stars, their mouths were devouring each other with no urgency, like they had all the time trapped in their arms to love each other. Like they had succeeded in stopping the time around them to turn this alluring moment between them into a forever of theirs.Her arms were wrapped around his back, whereas one of his hands was grabbing her nape while the other was cupping her waist to keep her pressed against his chest. He was losing his mind since the moment he himself created that barrier of indifference between them because she was the only person in his life who was capable of keeping him sane but at the same time fucking up at sanity of his ruthlessly.She was that wound of his which held the power of curing his each and every kind of pain, and for which, he was more than willing to bleed till his death.Their tongues tangled, filling both of their bodies with goosebumps. He intentionally pressed her against his crotch which had already started announc
“I am sorry,” Cyra breathed out in his ear, while tightly embracing him from behind. She could not endure this distant behaviour of his anymore. It was hurting her brutally, and she also knew this pain was nothing compared to the pain she had given him, so she should apologise to him for everything.“Please forgive me, Zai….” Cyra pressed her forehead against his nape in defeat. He didn’t turn around to look at her, but she knew he was awake and was listening to everything she was saying.“I did that because it was suffocating me. It was hurting me so much that I could not just take it anymore,” she said to him, and they both knew she was talking about what had pushed her to that vulnerable extent where she tried to harm herself. Cyra waited for him to at least turn around to look at her or to say something to her, but he did none of them, which filled her with more pain. Tears stung the corner of her eyes but she held them back because she knew it was her mistake. Everything had hap
“Zaiden, wait….” He heard his dear wife calling him while she continued trying to match his long and fast strides with her tiny and quick ones. He smirked to himself, but didn’t stop his steps. Instead, he slowed down his pace so that his little prey could reach him on her own. “Zai, stop,” she finally reached him and grasped his arm to make sure she didn’t leave behind him again. “You are kidding, right?” she questioned him while walking with him and looking at the side of his face. He tilted his head to look at her with a serious reaction on his face.“Do you think you are the queen of this island that all the animals will leave it to give their queen her privacy, so that she could live here in peace and comfort?” he uttered to her. She scowled at his taunt.“Don’t you think your mouth has started running too much?” she couldn’t stop herself from biting him back this time. He frowned at her and then looked away from her.“Your mouth doesn’t suit saying this because I have learnt
One of his arms tightly pressed her against his chest while the other was holding her nape to devour each and every corner of her mouth. He knew she didn't try to seduce him. None of her actions were headed to make him go wild for her, but he didn't need her seduction to go wild for her. Just her mere, he was done losing his sanity.She didn't even have the clue of how much power she held over him. Just a single glance from her and it was enough to fuck him up completely.Cyra felt his mouth consuming her like there was no tomorrow. His touch was telling her how badly he had longed for her. The desperation in his kiss told her how much he had yearned for her, despite everything she had done to him.Even after the amount of pain she had made him feel, he still believed she was his only cure, and this was enough for Cyra to close her eyes in submission. She surrounded her arms around him and shoved herself more deep in his embrace.Even if he would end up hurting her, she wouldn't mind
Cyra gulped. She looked in between him and that waterfall, not being able to understand what she should do now. Should she tell him to leave, so that she could take her a bath? But what if it angered him more because she knew the amount of decency he had in him? If it triggered him then he would not hesitate to drag her towards that lake on his own and then he would give her a bath with his own hands. Her throat dried up, just by thinking about the consequences of triggering him more.“If you think the lake is going to come here to give you a bath, then you are mistaken,” he sounded annoyed. Cyra looked at him. His eyes had already started narrowing which meant he was on the edge of fulfilling her assumptions about him. He was going to give her a bath on his own if she continued to stand here like a statue.“But you are….”“Are you expecting me to leave to give you your privacy?” he asked her. Cyra swallowed but nodded her head. Thankfully, he understood what she was trying to tell h
Arran Vezar? Cyra went completely numb when she heard that name coming out from his mouth. It shakened up her world. In that video clip he was not talking about her father, Arran Merciez, so why did Ethan lie to her? The strongest proof she had against him turned out to be just a misunderstanding? And how did he know about that video clip?“Who is Arran Vezar?” Cyra questioned him, whose eyes were already on her. Cyra saw him looking away from her the moment she asked him that question. He started serving the soup in a bowl.“Someone, who wants me dead,” his answer froze Cyra till her core. She could not believe her ears. Someone wanted to kill him, but why? Was it because of the kind of work he did? “But why? Why did he want to kill you?” Cyra couldn't stop herself from investigating further. She saw him exhaling a soft sigh at her question, and then he placed the bowl of soup in front of her.Cyra saw him finally taking his eyes back at her.“Because he wants something which I can
The next morning, the soft rays of the sun entered that house and fell over Cyra’s closed eyes who was sleeping peacefully. She slowly opened her eyes and rubbed them in order to clear her vision. She got up and looked towards the bed beside her, which was empty. She wandered her eyes everywhere in search of him but could not find him in the house. Where was he?Suddenly her nostrils got filled with the delicious aroma of food. So, he was outside, cooking for the? Cyra removed the blanket and then stepped down from the bed. She was feeling extremely scared and nervous to face him again after everything that had happened last night. She still remembered how angry, disappointed and hurt he was looking last night, and right now, she was just hoping to see him in a slightly better mood which she knew was going to be impossible because she had crossed all her boundaries last night by trying to take her life.She had broken him to an incurable extent with her own actions and behaviour, and