She unfurled her eyes. Blinking severally, she put her feet on the marble floor, feeling cold beneath her feet. She was feeling pain in her arm. She hated to be injured. It seemed unbearable pain to her.
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She thought about last night's dream. Light red colour hugged her cheeks. She smiled. She wished she could talk to him in real life like she used to do in her dreams. She shook the memories from her head and trudged toward the washroom. She was walking with half closed eyes guessing the way to the washroom. She pushed it to open and locked it behind her. She stood in front of the mirror slightly opening one eye. She turned on the tap. She splashed cold water on her face to wake herself up. She saw her wet
Liam He stormed toward the gym. He threw away the t-shirt over his head. He started to punch and kicked on the punching bag. He wanted to bring out ire and frustration. So she couldn't stutter with fear from him. " You need to calm down, brother. " Danil said from behind. Who was already working out in the gym and watching his brother calmly with a smirk? He ignored him. He grabbed all his frustration, anger in his fist and punched it so brutally. The punching bag broke from its hold and slid on the floor. " Is it about Rose? " He looked concerned. " I hate to see the fear in her eyes From me. " He gritted h
She was staring at the small different tiny bodies and colour's fishes in the pond. It was a beautiful garden at the backside of her husband's castle. It was dear to her because of roses. She was waiting for a small yellow fish with sky blue streaks to come on the surface. It snorkelled through the surface after ten minutes. The corner of her lips lifted in a smile. Her fingers were waving on the surface of the water. She was alone there. This was all she wanted whenever she went out of the house. The bodyguards chased her around everywhere. His face was flashing before her eyes when he mistakenly thought she was pregnant. There was sheer happiness on his face. Did he love kids? She was expecting him to scold her and shout at her. But his behaviour had surprised her. " Rose, lunch is ready. " Angelina said. " Can you bring my food here, Please? " She smiled, looking again at the fish she was waiting for. It came again before completing ten minutes. " Sure, As
Her breaths were rapidly working. Her heart was aching for him. She saw water shining in his eyes before he closed the door of the car. Her heart plummeted in her chest, making her eyes watered. She was cursing herself for causing him so much pain. She wanted him to walk along with her. She wanted to spend time with him only. She wanted to tell him. She didn't hate him. She wanted to know him, understand him. She didn't want him to hurt himself in his anger. Although, in the corner of her heart she knew he wouldn't hurt her ever. she couldn't control her fear when she saw him losing his temper. She just wanted to spend some time alone. His kisses took away her dread. She didn't want him to stop pampering her skin. She wanted to take his pain away. She walked toward Angelina. She guided her inside the mansion. All regal and royalty were
She was in the backyard. It was looking like the same pond back in the house. She was missing them. She was getting irritated at being Isolated in this gigantic mansion. It was magnificent. Anyone would praise it and dream of living here. Cheerlessly, she sighted at the pound. She was waiting for the yellow fish to come on the surface of the water. It passed for many minutes and it didn't come. She was blaming herself for all this mess. She wanted it to be like it used to be before. Liam wasn't ready to hear her. She didn't expect her father in law to raise his hand on him as Liam is dear to him. It could simply find how much he doted on him. She had mostly found him staring at Liam's eyes as it reminded him of someone special. Silent tears were running down her cheeks. Even though she had a great time with Liam at breakfast.  
She was feeling blessed and blissful. After getting her family back in her life again. She didn't feel the need to go out alone. She was accepting the fact. Who were her husband and family? She ignored the men in black coats around her. Once she requested Mel to behave like a normal girl. Mel welcomed it. She called Ana and Isha. They exchanged words for hours daily. She had understood Liam would not harm her family. She used to call them for hours. She liked his company. Most of her day she wanted to spend with him. He pampered her. Sometimes they talked the whole night. She loved it when he ran his fingers in her hair. She waited for him every night at dinner. Her heartbeat turned fast when he came around her. She blushed while thinking about him. She knew she liked him. His arms were a safe place for her. &n
' He wasn't wrong in our little fight nor was I. I did not give him any chance ever after our wedding. I thought I should give him one chance. He has all qualities like loving, caring, understanding and loyalty. I think these four things are the pillars of a long-lasting relationship. I'm falling for him every day. He may be cruel to the world. But when it's about me and our family. He is the new Liam who knows no violence, no killing and no rules. He loves me. For his sake of love, I can give him a chance. I also want this. All this morning in the last two months has been my best morning waking up with him. - Chain of her thoughts was broken by Isha's sharp voice who was getting in Kairo's car with Ana. Mel was tailing her as usual, luckily not making her irritate this time. Mel was dressed as s
The conference hall was dimly lit, hardly making his face visible to others, for him there was enough light to see all faces and expressions. He was attending the meeting with his allies, Italian, Russian and Indian gangs. All were in black suits as a uniform dress. He was sitting on his throne, one hand on the table and the second on his thigh. They were demanding to take strong action against Hebrew Ricci as he got merged with enemies and were attacking his men. Although they had damaged him triple in avenge but still Hebrew and his new allies were not ready to back off. Danil was sitting on the next chair. " How much damage did he do? " he asked coldly with no expression on his face. " Almost thirty-nine p
Isha came into her room with a beautiful white roses bouquet. Giving it to her, Isha settled on the couch. She smelled it. The room was already filled with many kinds of roses bouquets. " Ain't it too early? I was expecting blue roses this time. I've already had white roses. " She smiled thinking about Liam. Who was sending her bouquet every hour? " It's not from Liam. It's from Dean. " Isha smiled. " Who is he? " She frowned. Confusion clouded her face. " He saved you, green eyes. " Ana took the bouquet from her hands. " You should tell me. I wanted to say thank you to him. " She said.  
ARIANA She wasn't surprised when Kairo suddenly decided to leave Detroit. She was back in his mansion. She hissed in pain as she softly placed her finger on the bruise over her forehead. Her blonde hair was in unruly waves and cascading down her shoulders. Her phone began to ring. She swirled her head at the desk. Sauntering forward, she swiped it up in her hand with a smile, "Sal, I'm fine. I've told you many times." She muttered. "Yeah! Yeah! I trust you. Still, I wanna know. How are you now?" She wasn't regretting that she couldn't spend time with her brother as he was busy catching the trouble. She sat on the couch, staring down at the carpet, "I'm good." 'I haven't seen my husband after reaching home. He's not answering my calls. I don't know what to do.' The door opened softly. Her head jerked at it, her breath caught in her throat at the sight of him. She was looking at him without blinking, "I'll call you later,
KAIRO His cuffs were unfastened and his sleeves were rolled up. His hands were gloved. A knife was gleaming in his hand. The blade was covered with blood. The crimson was dripping on the floor. A low growl rumbled through his chest, his glare was fixed at him. There wasn't any part of his skin visible clean. He was covered in his own blood. His fingers were missing, several cuts on his palms and the back of his hands. "Leave something for us, Kairo." Danil's smirking tone reached his ears. He leaned against the opened door, looking down at struggling, groaning in pain Tony. Tony stared at them with hate in his eyes. The cloth in his mouth was muffling his screams. Kairo glowered and fisted in his face, "Lower your gaze, piece of ****!" He snarled, punching his hand one more time. He made another hit over the back of his hand, on the several cuts. Tony howled in pain. His face creased.
A shiver moved up her body when she found their guards' gazes on her. She managed a nervous smile and took the way to the kitchen. Her body tensed involuntarily when they started to walk behind her. She tried hard not to show fear. They just needed a little hint and it would reach Kairo. She could have lost her mother forever. Her heart was racing so hard and fast she was fearing it was enough for them to notice that something was off. The tension in the air was surrounding her or only she was feeling it. The maids looked up at her. She ignored them as her gaze fixed on the second door of the kitchen. She looked over her shoulder. They were busy inspecting the area. One of the maids stepped forward, her head bowed. The staff wasn't changed. She recognized her immediately. She could ask for their help but she didn't want to put their lives in danger. She could only hope that her husband would save her from her father's danger. But no one could save the
She had learned how to bury those feelings, she felt when she found herself alone in the room. She was frightened to imagine the stalker around her every time. The fear and anxiousness, she couldn't control. The heavyweight that she was feeling in his absence was making her suffocate. She blinked a few times, plucking her eyes away from the door. It opened softly. Her heart began to race in anticipation. A slow smile appeared on her face. "Ria," Her mother walked into the room. She didn't let her smile drop, "Mom," She hurried her feet at her mother, "Is dad treating you..." Marcella shook her head, "Did he hurt you?" She cupped the side of her face. A deep frown foamed over her face, "Why would he hurt me, Mom?" She shook her head in disapproval, "He's not father," She added, looking into her eyes. Marcella glanced at her, looking stunned, "He isn't cruel." "Why would he?" She relaxed that her mother wasn't g
Tension radiated from her. She didn't want to come and meet her family in such a condition when she knew there was a stalker out there who was too dangerous. Silence filled her thoughts when she looked at her husband. It wasn't any special occasion. Only Vincent and his trusted guards knew the reason for their arrival. Her father and mother and the entire outfit were unaware of it. She was planning to stay away from her father. They had busy days. It didn't count when she was in danger. Her father, Dominick, had thrown a party welcoming them. She ran her fingers over the diamond necklace around her neck. Her gaze halted on a simple thick bangle of silver. Kairo had asked her to not remove it. She wasn't interested in putting it on, but Kairo insisted on it. It looked like a classic piece, but she still found it boring. The silence could be felt around her. She was dreading it. She stared off toward the garden out of the window. She hadn't prai
KAIRO He wanted to be in the middle of the street, fighting, drawing blood from his enemies' bodies. He sharply breathed in, adjusting his tie. He ran his hand over his coat. His brother's gun was lying beneath it. The clicks of the heels drew his attention, decreasing his frustration. He moved his gaze on her body swiftly. She was wearing a grey dress, the dress was moulding with her body. She smiled at him when his gaze met her through the mirror. She couldn't hide her fear. "I'm ready," She breathed out and fidgeted on her feet. Buttoning his coat, he turned to her, "You don't need to be afraid when I'm with you," He said. After staring at him for a second, she nodded her head, "Um, I saw Travis out of our door." She said, nervously. A grin appeared on his face, his forehead creased as he walked over to the door and pulled open it. His brows furrowed further at the sight of Caspian, "You're late,
KAIRO The phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and smirked at the number. He hit on the accept and put the phone to his ear, "I wasn't thinking to reach this to your ears so soon," He said in a casual relaxed way. "I don't accept my men's betrayal." His voice was cold as usual on the speaker too. "You should know what's running under your nose," He clenched the phone in his hand in exasperation, recalling the scared face of his wife. "It's Dominick's family matter," "Now, it's out of control and affecting my family." His jaw tightened. "I've given words to Liam. I won't interfere between him and his prey." He clenched his hand, "Good for you," He hit on the end button. He cursed as he didn't ask him the reason for calling him. He didn't want to call him back. "You need to use your head, instead of anger." He spun, pocketing his phone. His brows creased as he looked at Danil, "What do you want,
She strolled out of the house. She was clutching her purse in hand. 'Olivia has shown trust in me. I can't let it break. I can handle kids. I have seen Rose and Isha. Rose is going to the hospital for the checkup. Olivia is staying with her and Isha doesn't want to miss any opportunity to be with her sister in her pregnancy.' Opening the back door, she sat in the car. She wasn't familiar with guards yet but she recognized Rachel immediately when opened the passenger side door and hopped in. Rachel gestured at the driver. Her smile was telling she was content with her life. The flash of time spent with Kairo made something warm and unusual grow within her. She watched the vast plain grassland enclosing the private road. She busied herself with her phone, strolling down her I*******m account. She didn't post her pictures, she used them to see the latest fashion. The car slowed down. She didn't look up from her phone. She froze when
She was staring at her reflection. Minutes passed. Her hair was wavy and resting on her bare shoulders. She applied red lipstick after doing the makeup. The door cracked open. She glanced over her shoulder, her heart immediately skipping a beat before taking on an erratic note. She watched him walk in. His look was different from his usual look. He was draped into a black t-shirt and black jeans. She couldn't force her gaze away from him. His expression never gave anything away. He wasn't in a foul mood, for sure. She spun on her pointed heels and smiled. The air around him was carrying power. The strength in his body was evident despite his dark clothing. Shoving his hand out of his pocket, he offered his hand. She liked it when he did so. Her smile broadened. She wanted him to return the smile, but she wasn't keeping expectations. He squeezed her hand when she slipped her hand in his. He made her walk out of the room. She wanted