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Throne of Blood TOB 48: TOUCH BY HIM
CHAPTER FORTY – EIGHT: TOUCH BY HIMROSE AMARA'S POV I told the doctor I wanted to go home later that day. To be more precise, I told him that I wasn't around to attend to any illnesses in any case. When Ethan enters, he stays at the entrance and I'm about to change.I have done everything I can to keep myself apart from him for the past few days. I not only planned my amnesia meticulously. Therefore, he exists in a period of my life that I don't recall, but I also actively tried to push him away. Since I faked panic episodes, I really ought to win acting prizes.The first day, though? The one that made me cry? Yes, those tears weren't just for show. I had to find a way to describe the betrayal because it was so real and visceral.I glared at him, but I quickly broke eye contact because I shouldn't be glaring at a stranger. It's riskier since Ethan is overly perceptive because it's not obvious outdoors. When he observes everything around him, he exudes a casual air. He's a killer, wh
Throne of Blood TOB 49: REMAKE OR RECALL?
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE: REMAKE OR RECALL? ROSE AMARA'S POV Years ago, when Ethan left and disappeared without a trace, I believed that my life would eventually return to normal. However, as the months and years passed, I was unable to go back in time and remove him. There was no escape, and I had already turned onto a one-way street.As soon as we get home, Ethan wraps his hand around my back and digs his fingers into my flesh to make sure I’m there. Every move I make is a battle to keep from being caught in his touch or the way he occasionally brushes my skin like a husband or lover.I'll never fully get over the transformation he brought into my life. I have to accept that in order to continue living my life. Even though I wasn't able to make him vanish, I can and will move past him.As soon as we get there, Uncle River calls us into the dining room. Ethan drags me inside while complaining."You ought to be sleeping, not complaining about your life."He is being a husband material eve
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TOB 50ROSE AMARA POVMy wrists are being held captive on top of my head by Ethan, who is hovering above me with his thighs on either side of me. He has me so firmly confined that no matter how hard I try, I cannot even begin to break free of his vicious grip.I attempt to lift my knee and kick him in the balls, but he smirks as if sensing my aim and presses his legs into my thighs instead. Simple, tigress.I turned my head aside while huffing. I need to look away from him for a moment. In addition, I am only reminded of his outrageous treatment of my body in this posture and in my comfortable bed."Do you recall our first encounter? In a low, almost hoarse voice, Ethan asks.“No.”He turns me to face him and gently grabs my chin, saying, "Right. You lost your memory."He makes sure I'm looking at him before slipping his thumb under my lower lip. You and Nikolai, who was infuriatingly Russian and liked to express it even in ballet performances, went to see this Swan Lake performance b
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CHAPTER FIFTY ONEROSE AMARA POVIf I don't, perhaps all will end and—After touching my forehead with his kisses, Ethan releases me. I blink, but before I can respond correctly, he pulls me up onto his back so that my head rests against his chest."Sleep for the time being, princess; you're tired. When you regain your strength, I'll deal with you.Since I was released from the hospital a week ago, Ethan has been coming with me to V Corp per Sergei's instructions. I had the doctor tell Ethan that even though I had forgotten everything that happened in the last ten years, I could still reach the area of my brain that stores my cognitive abilities.Consequently, I am still able to conduct business.Ethan has been adoring me, but he is not a fool.Things will get worse if he gets the impression that I've been lying to him the entire time and I somehow remember.I've been deliberately pretending to be asleep for the past week to hear his phone calls. Though he frequently uses his phone to
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CHAPTER FIFTY TWOROSE AMARA'S POVHe strokes my hand leisurely, as if we're an old couple satisfied with being in each other's company."After I was separated from Godfather, I had no purpose. I was so used to being his right-hand that I didn't know what to do with my life after. So I decided to go back to my roots, and that wasn’t that much of a fun idea. But then, something happened."“What?” I asked, despite myself.“You did, Princess.”“Me?”“After I met you, I saw one of the Godfather’s traits in you.”“Which traits?”“You’re special in your own way, but one day, you might end up like him.”I get the meaning behind his words without him having to spell it out. He will do something unforgivable one day, and our paths will never cross again.Once he knows what I’m plotting for him, that’s probably what will happen.Not releasing my hand, he kicks the car into gear. The entire drive is spent in doomed silence. I take out my phone and focus on replying to mundane emails. However, my
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TOB 53ETHAN'S POVOver time, I had developed the habit of not leaving her side. It wasn't just a controlling trait—I felt like something disastrous would happen to her if I left.Rose looked exhausted; her eyes heavy with fatigue. She said she was a bit tired and wanted to go home. I insisted on dropping her off, despite her guards following us. I couldn't shake the feeling that she was hiding something from me. I didn't know what it was, but it was there, lurking in her bright gaze sometimes. I was determined to figure it out, even though Rose always had her walls up around me. Her memory loss hadn't changed her personality. She didn't spare me a glance during the entire ride, focusing on her phone, replying to work emails. Her workaholic nature was still the same, even with lost memories.As soon as we stopped in front of her house, she climbed out without saying a word. I followed her and gently grabbed her arm. She spun around so fast that her hand landed on my chest for balan
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TOB 54ETHAN'S POVAfter a twenty-minute drive, I noticed a black van trailing me. Instead of heading to the rooftop where I was supposed to meet Fire, I stopped the car at the back of an abandoned warehouse. Wires and industrial waste were scattered all over the site, giving the place an apocalyptic feel.Pretending this was my final destination, I leaned against the car and retrieved my phone.**Ethan:** I have company.Fire's reply came almost instantly.**Fire:** How could you let them follow you? What are you, an amateur?**Ethan:** I didn’t let them. I stopped, didn’t I?**Fire:** After they followed? Amateur.**Ethan:** Piss off.**Fire:** All the better. I can't be away from the dull club for too long. Let's reschedule.I was about to hide my phone when it lit up with another text from him.**Flame:** Don't taint my name by telling anyone I trained you, Amateur.That f-cker. Though it was strange—I should have noticed it initially, but some of my inhibitions were muted. Slip
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TOB 55ETHAN'S POVMy eyes open slowly, my eyelids sticking together. The first thing I notice is that I'm sitting down and bound to a metal chair. Plain gray walls surround me, and rusty metal machines flicker in the corners. I shake my head—it's my vision, not the machines, that’s unsteady.I try to move, but thick ropes hold me in place. My hands are bound behind my back, and my feet are strapped to the chair’s legs. This setup is familiar to me. With enough wiggling, I can flip the chair backward, bend one of its legs, and once I free my ankles, I'll have more leeway to release myself.Before I can act on my plan, I'm surrounded by the lucky seven who captured me. They didn't even bother taking me to one of their compounds; they just moved me inside the warehouse. If the location holds no importance, it means my life or death doesn't matter to them.Hades steps forward, handing his jacket to one of his underlings, and makes a show of rolling his sleeves to his elbows, revealing h
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CHAPTER NINETYETHAN’S POVHe really didn’t follow.I stand on the balcony for several minutes in case he shows up, but there’s no trace of him.None at all. No call. No text.I stare at the letter he left me that I tucked in my bag. Is that the last I’ll see of him? Really?I ought to kick his ass for everything he made me go through. I gave him all the reasons to come back and at least talk to me. I went to him. I didn’t remove the wedding ring. I didn’t tell him he was an idiot for thinking that leaving is the solution.I did it all, but he didn’t even follow.Fvck him.I’m about to go take a shower when commotion comes from outside my room.My heartbeat skyrockets and I nearly trip over my feet as I swing the door open.It’s not Ethan ’s face that greets me. Instead, it’s Zeth and Eya arguing with Lia, telling her she can’t go inside.“What’s going on?” I try to hide the disappointment in my tone.“You said not to disturb you, miss,” Zeth says, “but Mrs. Volkov insists on seeing y
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CHAPTER EIGHTY- NINEETHAN’S POV“Fvck!”I kick Rolan’s lifeless body. Even the arsehole’s death doesn’t feel as victorious as I thought it would.Rose disappeared down the hall with that fvcker Vladimir. He’ll have even more of an opening to be beside her now that I’m not there, which has been his purpose all along.Motherfvcker.“She has you by the balls. I’m disappointed.” Fire leans against the doorframe and places a cigarette in his mouth, but instead of lighting it, he keeps flipping his lighter on and off. His Beware of Fire Hazard tattoo peeks out from underneath his sleeve with the movement.“Shut the fvck up, Fire. He almost clipped my nails from my sniper hand, Godfather!”“It didn’t happen.” Fire pauses flipping his lighter.I narrow my eyes. “You wanted to do it.”“But I didn’t. And stop moaning to Ghost like a little kid.”“I’m going to—”“Enough.” Godfather sighs, staring down at me. “Do you have the time to bicker with Fire right now? Shouldn’t you go after your wife?”
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CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT ROSE AMARA ’S POVI did it.I’m in the Irish’s club, which Rolan has a back office in.It hasn’t been an individual effort. Thanks to Julian and his acquaintance with Ethan ’s insider with the Irish, we were able to figure out the location.While River was completely against handing over territories, he said he’d turn a blind eye if I took his men and came here.I had to beg Vlad to help, and it wasn’t easy since he doesn’t like Ethan . The growly mountain of a man only softened when I mentioned the baby and that I don’t want him to grow up fatherless.Damien agreed to help because, in his words, “It should be fun.”I asked Kirill for his intel help because he has the best spies. He was the hardest to crack, and only agreed when I gave him an oath in front of Sasha that no one except for the three of us will know of her true gender. Well, Ethan already knows somehow, but I’m not the one who told him.Igor sent men, too, but Adrian has been MIA today. Even his clo
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CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN ETHAN’S POVMum’s words from the nightmare slam back to me. Could it be a warning about the truth?“Who is he?” I ask Rolan. “Who’s my father?”He releases a long laugh that echoes in the space around us. “Ah. Isn’t this grand? Ye lived with the Russians for years and still didn’t recognize yer father? A bastard is a bastard, after all.”“Who the fvck is he?”“Don’t ye worry, my lad. I already called him and gave him evidence that ye’re his boy, so if he does want ye, he’ll show up. Though, I doubt anyone wants a filthy bastard whose only use is killing from the shadows.”“Was he the one from that night? The one who came when my mother tried to escape?”“Probably. Yer mother was smart, but not fast enough. My idiot brother promised to protect her and ye, but she knew I’d kill ye both the first chance I got, so she decided to leave. But that didn’t turn out grand for her, did it?”“I’m going to kill you,” I mutter through clenched teeth. “I don’t care how or when,
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CHAPTER EIGHTY-SIXETHAN’S POV“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I’m so sorry.”Mam? Where are you?The place is pitch-black like a cave. It smells rotten too, as if a dead animal is decomposing inside it. My legs get lost in something sticky underneath, but I can’t see it.I can’t see anything except for darkness.The sound of weeping gets louder the more I walk. It’s my mother. I’d recognize the sound anywhere, even though it’s been thirty years.“Mam? Where are ye?” I don’t know why I’m speaking in a Northern Irish accent, but all of a sudden, it feels as if I’m back to being that small boy. The only difference is that I’m trapped in a grown-up’s body. “Mam!”The only answer is the sound of weeping. It’s long and wretched as if her grief is clawing out from the grave.“Mam, come out. I can protect ye now. No one will hurt ye.”The weeping ceases and a rustle comes from right in front of me. I halt, the sound of the sticky mud under my feet stopping too.The darkness slowly dissipates like fo
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CHAPTER EIGHTY - FIVEROSE AMARA'S POVAfter knocking on the office’s door, I open it and step inside. I pause when I find an unknown man sitting across from my granduncle.“Rose. Come in.” Uncle River motions at me to join him, so I close the door and do just that, bluntly watching the new man.He appears to be in his mid to late forties. His large frame dwarfs his dark suit. His brown hair is styled back, and he's sitting nonchalantly. It's not so threatening as to attract attention, but it's not slack either, like he's ready to jump up any second. It's so similar to… Ethan's.Tattoos cover the backs of his hands, and they don’t appear like the ones I recognize from the Bratva, the Triads, or the Yakuza.He's watching me as intently as I'm watching him, like we're two predators before a fight over who owns a territory.“This is Rose.” Uncle River introduced me.“So she’s the one Ethan married.” the stranger observes quietly. British accent. Wait, could he be…“Are you…Ethan’s…”“God
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CHAPTER EIGHTY - FOURETHAN'S POVMiss Amber,I know you hate it when I call you that, but I need the distance right now to write this.The first time I met you, I thought you were just another spoilt mafia princess, but I found you to be a strict bean. You didn't let anyone tell you what to do and stood up for yourself. You didn't stop there and made it your mission to help those weaker than you, even if it meant going against people with more influence than you.Here's the thing—I didn't plan to get close or to learn about you as much as I have. My sole mission then was to use Nikolai's intel to watch my uncle's movements from afar.At one point, that mission started to blur. At one point, the only reason I looked forward to new days wasn't my grand revenge plan but you.The more time I spent with you, the harder you tore at my armor and engraved yourself deeper. The more I saw, the blurrier my purpose became, the more insignificant I felt. Watching you go after your goals without h
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CHAPTER EIGHTY - THREEETHAN'S POVthe splitting headache is the least of my problems when I stare at the woman lying on her stomach on the bed.A galaxy of bruises covers her hips, arms, thighs, arse, and even around the snake tattoo on her spine.Fvck.I spring awake as memories of last night trickle back in. What the fvck have I done? If it weren't for her back's steady rise and fall, I would think I'd killed her or something.Bloody hell.I shouldn't have touched her when I was drunk. The reason I don't get drunk isn't only because I lose my inhibitions but also because I can't control myself. There's no stop or even pause button in that state.Not that I've ever had those buttons when it comes to Rose. Whenever I recalled my decision, I fvcked her more, owned her more, and was nothing short of a madman.I can’t believe I took her on the floor over and over like a fvcking animal. She’s already too fragile and easily bruises by a simple touch. How could I let my beast side take com
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CHAPTER EIGHTY - TWOROSE AMARA’S POVI'm lying completely flat on the carpet with my back to him. I stare back at him as he yanks open his drawer. He'll bring out a toy, but I should've known better. Ethan might like to torture me with them, but he doesn't want them involved during sex. I prefer him to them, anyway.He retrieves a bottle of lube and a condom and doesn't bother to close the drawer. Wait. A condom? Ethan never used them, so I didn't even know he had one.Besides, what’s the use of a condom when he’s already gotten me pregnant?He removes his shirt, revealing his stiff muscles and the tattoos rippling on his abs. I don't dare look away or move. I'll be missing something crucial if I do.Ethan throws his shirt away and stalks behind me like a hungry predator about to devour his prey. I follow him with my gaze until he kneels between my parted legs.He places a hand under my stomach and lifts me up so I'm slightly bent over on my knees. The position differs from anything
