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Carmenta Bloom’s life is the epitome of gilded misery, and she is no stranger to controversy. With wealth and glory as her inheritance, she has everything but the freedom to live on her own terms. When a scandal threatens her family’s ironclad reputation, Carmenta is cast into a prison of her own making under the watchful eye of her bodyguard, Perion. Perion is her captor in every sense. He moves mountains and pounds them to ground again. He controls her, isolates her, and refuses to allow any escape—except one she never anticipated: his presence begins to consume her. Perion isn’t who he claims to be. He isn’t just a hired hand—he’s tied to a powerful mafia syndicate, his motives shrouded in secrecy. To him, Carmenta is a key piece in a high-stakes war his syndicate is waging. As Carmenta’s fiery spirit challenges Perion’s icy resolve, the line between duty and love begins to blur. Perion starts to see the woman behind the façade, and Carmenta, despite her mistrust, feels drawn to the man she thinks is her protector. He begins to question everything—his loyalty and the woman who has somehow gotten under his skin. Torn between duty and desire, Perion must face the consequences of his lies, while Carmenta must decide if she’s willing to risk everything—her heart, her life, and her very soul—for the man who was never meant to protect her. As war closes in and trust crumbles, they must confront what they’ve both been running from or be destroyed by it.
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The Man I Swore to Hate CHAPTER FIVE
The peeling wallpaper seemed to murmur secrets, and the wooden floor groaned under my weight. I turned, heading towards the stairs, before stopping in front of a door, my heart thundering in my chest. At the threshold of my old room, I hesitated, uncertain, before I finally pushed the door open.The room was in disarray, yet the air was heavy with sorrow. I stepped inside, and the memories rushed back. The bed was a mess, just as we had left it, and the walls were decorated with old, cracked photographs, frozen moments from a life that once was.Exhausted, I lay down, hoping to escape the hunger gnawing at me. Soon, I drifted into a restless sleep, trying to forget the pain, if only for a while. But then, I woke, gasping for air, my face drenched in sweat. My heart was racing, pounding in my chest. Hot tears slid down my face as I tried to shake off the suffocating nightmare. My chest felt tight, as though it were being crushed, and the darkness seemed to pull me deeper. My mind was a
Last Updated : 2025-01-08The Man I Swore to Hate CHAPTER FOUR
A respected, potent oil tycoon, my father's routine of tending to his business was abruptly interrupted by my mother's two-year hospitalization, whilst my siblings and I took turns sitting in the waiting room, the place where we prayed for her fasr recovery, erasing the days from the calendar, devoting every moment to caring for our mother. Once vibrant and full of life’s lessons, she now lay fragile. Each second spent with her became a testament to sacrifice, and unyielding regret. Throughout his recounting of the ordeal, Dad's voice carries an agony, his throat raw from speaking of the pain. Amidst the tears and chaos of the funeral, my father's capacity for lamenting remains resolute and unwavering. Yet, the gentle melody of his voice eases the weight I carry, though I fear the sorrow that has long dwelled within me must now make room for the boundless anger I have kept hidden. It stirs restlessly, threatening to consume, as his voice becomes both comfort and a reminder of my turmo
Last Updated : 2025-01-08The Man I Swore to Hate CHAPTER THREE
My lips were parched, my clothes were disheveled, and hunger growled in my stomach. Waking up to find my world utterly changed, I never imagined this day would arrive. The decision I strongly opposed has now become my reality, and its weight crashed down on me like a wave. The force of it is overwhelming, leaving me struggling to keep my balance as I face the consequences of what I once resisted, now inescapable and all-consuming. I squinted up my eyes to see how far down the rabbit hole I was and wondered what I was enclosed in as I was utterly immobilised in dread on my bed, as if the entire world were falling around me. I was practically dead, like a lamb about to be slaughtered.Each step felt heavy, and my hand gently touched the smooth handrail as I went down. Every movement seemed slower, as if something was holding me back, making the descent feel longer and more difficult than it should have been. But while I walk, I listen to my so-called stepmom and him not saying a word ba
Last Updated : 2025-01-08The Man I Swore to Hate CHAPTER TWO
"No, I'm not!" I stood my ground as I fought tooth and nail against my father's insistence."I'm warning you, Carmen. If you attempt to evade responsibility for this, I will nullify every f'ng provision outlined in the legal documents.""For the love of God, you know me better than they do! I am f'ng clean!""For heaven's sake, Carmen, can't you see? I can't have you here! You brought shame upon us. Upon me. You think it's that easy, don't you? Just throw money at the problem, sweep it under the rug, and pretend it never happened. How many times did I have to buy your silence, Carmen?" His voice trembled with anger and frustration, his hands gripping the edge of the table as if he could control his emotions that way."This is insane! You can't just send me away because you assume I’m involved in something illegal! You have no right to control my life like this!" I protested, my voice rising with frustration and emotion. My shoulders curled inward, as if trying to shield myself from th
Last Updated : 2025-01-08The Man I Swore to Hate CHAPTER ONE
But, in that moment, he moved swiftly, blocking my path. Despite my efforts to avoid him, he stood his ground. Without uttering a single word, he effortlessly lifted me onto his shoulder and began walking toward the waiting boat. I screamed in protest, my voice echoing loudly, but no amount of struggling or resistance could break his iron grip."For the love of God, Perion! Put me down!" I yelled.He then powered the boat, and it gradually began to pull out of port. He released me, yet despite the chaos swirling around us, his touch felt unyielding and firm. I struggled vigorously to pry his hands away!"Are you attempting to murder me?!" I cried out, voicing my fear about not knowing how to swim."Don't rock the boat, Carmenta!" Perion said, his tone tinged with irritation and danger."I loathe you, moron!" I yelled, thrashing against him. But his grip didn’t falter. If anything, he seemed to enjoy my futile attempts to escape.Despite my desperate efforts, the balance of the boat wa
Last Updated : 2025-01-08The Man I Swore to Hate PROLOGUE
The sun beat down relentlessly over the field, but I hardly noticed. Around me, the players slowed their horses, their confusion apparent. Yet, I didn't care. My pulse thundered in my ears as I strode purposefully across the immaculately kept turf. Startled murmurs rippled through the crowd, gasps echoing as they realized I was disrupting the match. Let them talk—this wasn't about them.It was about him.Perion.There he stood, as if he owned the world, leaning casually near the sidelines. A cigarette rested unlit at the corner of his mouth, his expression cool, indifferent—like my sudden intrusion was nothing more than a minor inconvenience. The tailored suit clinging to his broad shoulders spoke of arrogance, the kind only he could carry. His sunglasses shielded his eyes, but I didn’t need to see them to know the intensity lurking behind those dark lenses. He looked somewhat gloomy, but I could see the faint twitch of his jaw as I approached.My breath hitched as I stopped a few fee
Last Updated : 2025-01-08
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The sun beat down relentlessly over the field, but I hardly noticed. Around me, the players slowed their horses, their confusion apparent. Yet, I didn't care. My pulse thundered in my ears as I strode purposefully across the immaculately kept turf. Startled murmurs rippled through the crowd, gasps echoing as they realized I was disrupting the match. Let them talk—this wasn't about them.It was about him.Perion.There he stood, as if he owned the world, leaning casually near the sidelines. A cigarette rested unlit at the corner of his mouth, his expression cool, indifferent—like my sudden intrusion was nothing more than a minor inconvenience. The tailored suit clinging to his broad shoulders spoke of arrogance, the kind only he could carry. His sunglasses shielded his eyes, but I didn’t need to see them to know the intensity lurking behind those dark lenses. He looked somewhat gloomy, but I could see the faint twitch of his jaw as I approached.My breath hitched as I stopped a few fee...
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