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The Forgotten Marriage Chapter 202
AMELIA“We should make her Jessica, after her beloved godmother,” Jessica argued on the other line, annoying me like she usually did. “Why would I name my child, Jessica?” I snorted, “Last thing I want is for my baby to look like you,”Jessica scoffed rather dramatically and I couldn't help but chuckle when I heard Alexander's laughter in the background. “Hey! What's wrong with how I look?! I'm a fucking angel!”“I agree,” Alexander chipped in and I rolled my eyes. Of course he does. “I don't have the time to argue with you two, I need my beauty rest,” I laughed, taking a bite of the cookie in front of me. “Alright, alright…” Jessica sighed, her tone turning more serious, “You better be resting properly,” She added in a stern tone. I nodded though I knew she couldn't see me. “Don't worry, I'll be careful,”She let out an exasperated breath and I could hear her pacing. “I don't like this Amelia, do you have to go back to work? You should just take a pregnancy leave or something,
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I stared at the text message, my thumb hovering over the screen as a million thoughts raced through my mind. The invitation seemed so out of character for my father - a man who had been more absent than present throughout my life, and who I'd deliberately distanced myself from. Roman's steady breathing against my shoulder grounded me, a stark contrast to the sudden surge of complicated emotions swirling inside me. I carefully shifted, trying not to wake him, and placed my phone on the side table. The soft lamplight cast shadows across the living room, creating a cocoon of warmth that felt almost at odds with the cold memories of my family. I silently wondered what my mom would think if she was here today. What she would say if she saw what had become of the family she left behind. We weren't just estranged; we were strangers who happened to share genetic code. And now, out of nowhere, an invitation. I gently ran my fingers through Roman's hair, a habit that had become somewhat th
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AMELIAIt was a weird morning. Last thing I remembered was falling asleep on the couch in Roman's arms rather than waking him up.I found myself on the bed that morning. Under the soft duvet and alone in bed. The sunlight filtered through the cracks in the dark curtains and cast a warm glow into the bedroom. A warmth that made me want to burrow myself deeper into the bed. With a reluctant groan, I sat up and yanked the duvet off my body and stepped down. My limbs felt strangely heavy and I wasn't sure if it was the residue from my sleep or something else. It was a weird morning. I heard the shower running, I noticed the bathroom door was slightly open and the scent of Roman's shower gel permeated the air. It was relaxing. I walked into the bathroom with every intention to join him, taking off my clothes and folding them into the laundry basket. The glass eas foggy from the heat of the water he used but I could see his silhouette. Strangely enough, he was completely still even
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AMELIARoman left for work after our rather eventful shower. He promised to be back earlier, to finish what he started and I just laughed. I was going into work later than usual, needing a bit of time to gather myself and speak to the people Vincent said were asking for custom paintings. I'd spent the majority of my recovery time working on it and I was almost done. They wanted me to add a few more details. Once I was done with the call, I went down for breakfast. Fiona was off but made breakfast before she left that morning. As I ate, I mulled over how I was spending my time and how much longer I would have to be director. Sure, I had the shares, the power…but u can't claim I wanted it for the right reasons. I wanted to teach my father a lesson and honor my mother's memory and all the hard work she put into making that company what it is. My father and I are no longer in talking terms and he was slowly passing down his tasks and position to Monica and Bertha, including his sha
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These same lips had been buried between my legs this morning. I pulled away with a small pout. He raised a brow, “What?”“They look better between my thighs,” I raised my fingers and patted his bottom lip. His eyes darkened as he heard my words and for a split second I imagined what it would feel like having him take me against my desk. I heard his sharp intake of break as he pulled away. "Time for a break," he announced, his voice rough, his voice seemed to alternate between desire and playfulness and amused me, seeing him this affected by a simple comment.I laughed, genuinely amused. "Don't you have your own company to run? Aren't you supposed to be, I don't know, making important CEO decisions or something?"Roman's grin was pure mischief. "These are the perks of being the boss, my love. I decide when I take breaks, and right now, I'm taking a break with my wife." He winked, that charming smile that had first swept me off my feet years ago still as potent as ever."Take a bre
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The pain was unlike anything I'd ever felt before. It wasn't just a sharp twinge or a dull ache - it was a consuming, all-encompassing agony that seemed to twist my insides like a wrung-out towel. My legs went weak, trembling beneath me, and if it weren't for Roman's quick reflexes, I would have crashed to the floor."Breathe, Amy," Roman's voice cut through the haze of pain. His arms were around me, strong and supportive, holding me up when my body wanted to collapse. I could hear the panic in his voice - a tone I'd never heard from him before. Roman was always so controlled, so composed. But now, his voice shook with fear.My hand instinctively went to my stomach. The baby. Oh God, the baby.A terrible sense of déjà vu washed over me. This pain - it felt familiar. Too familiar. Memories of that little blue baby began to plague my mind. The doctors' sympathetic faces, the hushed conversations, the endless tests and disappointments.It wasn't just that, it was the ache in my chest, th
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T.W(Miscarriage) I had fallen back asleep. My body was probably unable to handle the exhaustion that came with my fear. Roman hadn't said a word to me which only served to make me feel worse. He just told me to wait till the doctor got there. My nerves were all over the fucking place and all that remained was fear. The world came into focus slowly, like a camera lens adjusting. White walls, the sterile smell of disinfectant, the soft beeping of medical equipment - everything screamed hospital. My body felt heavy, disconnected, as if I were floating just slightly above myself.Roman hadn't moved from my side. His hand was still clasped around mine, his thumb making small, repetitive circles on my skin - a gesture of comfort, of connection. I could see the strain in his face, the lines of worry etched deeply around his eyes and mouth. He looked so exhausted that my heart ached. But not just for his state, but because of mine. I could hear the blood rushing to my ears as my heart beg
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AMELIAThe silence was almost like a living, breathing entity. It wrapped around me like a suffocating blanket, pressing against my chest, making each breath feel like a monumental effort. My body felt alien—a vessel that had somehow failed its most fundamental purpose. The white hospital walls seemed to close in, choking me yet at the same time those white walls managed to keep me calm despite the screams and wails I could hear in my head.Or perhaps it was just me, still recovering from the shock. Roman's voice broke through my fog, soft and tentative. "Do you need anything, Amy? Water? Another blanket?" His words were gentle, carefully constructed, as if speaking too loudly might shatter whatever fragile composure I was desperately trying to maintain.I turned my head slowly, mechanically, meeting his gaze. His eyes were rimmed with exhaustion and though I never saw it was obvious that he had cried. A concept that I'd never really associated with Roman up until that very moment.
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The Forgotten Marriage AUTHOR'S NOTE
Hi! Its me Dchenemi but you already know that lol. I want to thank you for sticking with this book this far and answer a few questions. Firstly O would like to apologize for the lack of updates, I have ongoing exams and I'm unable to focus on writing while the pressure of getting good grades are breathing down on my neck ahah.Secondly, this arc of the book will be over and after that there'll be one last arc to round up everything and then The Forgotten Marriage will be done and Roman and Amelia's story will give way to other books in the Volkov's Series. Thirdly, daily updates will resume first of February without fail and I promise to give you a satisfying ending. Lastly, thank you for sticking around and coming this far, I hope you have a great week ahead and I'll see you in February. Best, Dchenemi. P.S. You can find me on FB @Divine Chenemi to learn more about the upcoming series or get a sneak peek at oncoming chapters or if you have suggestions or anything you wish to ta
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AMELIA My mother had always told me I was destined for great things, and at some point in my life, I thought it was being a well-established painter or perhaps a tycoon like she wished to be. But now I realized what she truly meant. No matter how much she had tried to escape it, her past still caught up with her. Just like my grandfather had said, one could not fully leave such a life except through death, and now... I had become one of them. Due to the things I had said and done behind Isabella's back, she had sent me into those rooms to be abused by those men, but what I came out with was power—one that I couldn't ever tell Roman about. The things I had said... and done, just to convince those men... "Amelia, how could you do such a thing without consulting me?!" Alexander whisper-yelled. He stood a few steps away from me, practically trembling from the shock and rage of what I had just told him. I interlocked my fingers and let out a soft sigh, not fazed one bit by his agitatio
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AMELIAI cried myself back to sleep, my body was far too exhausted to do anything else. When I came to, Roman wasn't in the bedroom with me. Our bedroom. I was back home. It felt surreal seeing the familiar walls, the sheets, the scents. Everything made my eyes prickle with tears and the irony wasn't lost on me. Not too long ago I had wished to be out of here for good with no reason to return yet, here I was…happy to be back within three walls. My limbs felt heavy, like they didn't belong to me and my head felt like it wasn't a part of my body. I still felt out of it…a strange feeling that spread to my chest. Like I was out of place, like I didn't belong. For some reason, I half expected Marcus would open that door and walk in, sit right next to me and continue the torture I've been in for the past two weeks. It was possible. What did Roman do with him? I sat up slowly, my whole body groaning in protest. My vision spun and it took a few seconds for me to get my head in order.
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AMELIAA FEW DAYS LATER… Isabella had kept her word. After the meeting with Mr. Rossi and a few others who Isabella failed to mention, she didn't send me back to the building I was locked up in. She gave me two flight tickets and told me to make a choice, one sent me back home and the other…was to Sicily. To the heart of all our family's operations. She gave me a choice, once she knew would make my mind heavy with thoughts. An opportunity at power. But I already had my own plans…one I intended to execute once I was out of her grasp. I was supposed to be boarding a plane going back home before Marcus got to me, probably angry that Isabella didn't keep her end of whatever it was their bargain was. I suspected it was me. I barely remembered what happened after that, I was pumped full of whatever it was Marcus spent the last few days injecting me with. I could barely keep my eyes open, I couldn't walk and my thoughts were muddled even as panic gripped me. Fear that I had been doub
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AMELIAOver a week had passed since I'd first woken in this goddamn bedroom, though time had begun to lose all meaning. The hope I'd initially clung to – that Roman would find me, that someone would notice my absence and come to my rescue – had slowly withered away like flowers left too long without water. I'd spent countless hours staring out at the skyline, watching the sun rise and set over ancient buildings that had witnessed centuries of human suffering. Now they were witnessing mine.My heart ached each time I saw people pass by, moving freely without knowing just how grateful they should be that they could. Marcus hadn't kissed a day of his visits, his constant torture and each day that passed brought me closer to the day he would finally act on his obvious urges that he's been talking about. He's going to start hurting me, not just mentally but physically. The got of it alone got him off. I'd seen him massage his dick a few times with his eyes on me, fantasizing of a day
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ROMAN The mining complex loomed before us in the early morning light, a hulking mass of concrete and rusted metal that seemed to devour the shadows around it. I crouched behind a piece of machinery, my body coiled tight with anticipation as I watched the guards make their rounds through my scope. "Three on the perimeter, two at each entrance," Nikolai's voice came through my earpiece, soft but crystal clear. Even from his position in the command vehicle half a mile away, he somehow knew exactly what was happening. "They're rotating every fifteen minutes, clockwork precision. Military training, just like our informant said." "How many inside?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "Heat signatures show twelve moving bodies on the main level, four in the lower sections." There was a pause, then, "One signature in the deepest part of the complex. Isolated. That's her, Roman." My fingers tightened on my rifle. "You're sure?" "The body temperature is slightly elevated, consistent
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ROMAN My finger tightened instinctively on the trigger as I studied my cousin, but something in his relaxed posture made me hesitate. He moved with an uncanny grace as he stepped closer, his cane barely touching the ground, more an accessory than a necessity. When he removed his sunglasses, I understood why – behind them, white orbs stared unseeingly ahead, yet somehow I felt more seen than I had in years. "The great Roman Volkov," Nikolai mused, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. "Always so quick to reach for your weapon. Some things never change, cousin." He moved past me with the confidence of someone who could see every obstacle, his cane making soft taps against the marble floor. "Though I must say, your taste in interior design has improved significantly." He spoke like we were close, but I'd only met the man once when I was younger…two years younger than me, a strange child that had no innocence left in him. There was an attack that left both his eyes damaged beyond repai
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ROMAN FOUR DAYS AGO… The sketch in my hand trembled as realization crashed over me like a wave of ice water. Those familiar features, that seemingly warm smile that had never quite reached his eyes – Vincent. Pierce! Our fucking neighbor?! The man who had wormed his way into our lives after her accident despite being our neighbor for years. He got so close to Amelia…the way he looked at her, the way he tried to get closer every fucking time. How could I have been so blind? How could I have been so stupid?! My grip tightened until the paper crumpled between my fingers, fury coursing through my veins like molten lead. "Dimitri," I barked, my voice cutting through the tension-filled air of the cabin. "Watch her. If she so much as breathes wrong, handle it." My eyes locked onto Bertha's terrified face, watching as the blood drained from her cheeks. "You helped him get close to my wife again. Remember that when you're lying awake tonight." I rose to my feet, “For every scratc
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AMELIAFive days. One hundred and twenty hours of being trapped in this prison, each minute stretching into an eternity of helpless desperation. The room, with its elegant Italian furniture and sweeping views of Rome, had become my personal hell. They had taken off the covers from the furniture, told me it was once my mother's bedroom. I was in Guerrero manor, a family house in a fucking skyscraper. The highest room, a place my mother probably sought solace and now it was my cell. I'd tried every door, every window, even searched for hidden passages like some character in a gothic novel, but found nothing. The doors were sealed tight, the windows reinforced with something that wouldn't break no matter how hard I struck them. Even the beautiful crystal vase I'd hurled in desperation had merely bounced off, leaving not so much as a scratch.From my perch high above the city, I watched life continue below with a sense of surreal detachment. People moved through the streets like tiny d
