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12 A Change In Our Living Arrangement
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Trained Not To Love You 13 The Return
RonanReturning to my father's house after nearly two years filled me with a deep sense of nostalgia and a mix of other emotions I couldn't quite name. The memories came rushing back, each corner of the house whispering tales of my past. I had left the country two months after that terrible incident, never intending to look back. But my father, ever the determined figure, found a way to bring me back to Jorvik headquarters. I knew my mother had a hand in this, too; it was just like her to meddle when I refused to speak to them. My father's attempts to reach out to me over the past year had been relentless. Each call and message went unanswered. I couldn't bear to talk about Leah or the Semenovs. I had tried so hard to bury the past and move on, leaving it all behind me.During my time in Kivastan, I met a young woman in the medical department. She was kind and attentive, tending to my gunshot wound with such care that I couldn't help but be drawn to her. The war raged on around us,
Trained Not To Love You 14 An Old Wound
Ronan"How was your time in Kavistan?" my mother asked as we sat down for lunch on my second day back.When I arrived, my father had mentioned wanting to discuss something serious with me, but I wasn't ready for that yet. I was grateful they had respected my wishes. I planned to have that talk with them this evening because I intended to return home tomorrow. Arya was waiting for me, and I had promised her I wouldn't be gone long. I hadn't introduced her to my parents yet, but that would happen soon."It was challenging," I replied, thinking about the battles with terrorist groups. My eyes drifted toward Glenda, who was standing by the door, waiting to take our orders. I still didn't trust her, and seeing her so close to our food made me uneasy."When did Glenda start handling food service?" I asked as I cut into my steak."Mirabel is ill, so Glenda is filling in for her. Is there a problem?" my mother asked. I shook my head, knowing she would do anything to make me comfortable. Stil
Trained Not To Love You 15 Memory Lane
Ronan.I opened my dresser, searching for my cufflinks. The new maid assigned to me was barely any help. I couldn't help but think of Camila. She was so young, yet she took it upon herself to learn my routine perfectly. Camila made sure I never had to search for anything. She always put things exactly where I would find them. I could say she spoilt me.As these thoughts ran through my mind, my hand brushed against a book in the dresser. It was the last novel Camila had borrowed to read. I always let her read on my balcony. Once she left my room, her work wouldn't give her any time to relax. Allowing her to read there was my small way of giving her a break.A wave of emotions hit me. I felt a pang of nostalgia and sadness. I had grown fond of her. Camila's presence had become a comforting routine. Yet, her mother had to ruin everything.I would be lying if I said I didn't miss Camila. If things were different, I would have taken her to my house to work for me. But given what happened,
Trained Not To Love You 16 A Shock
Ronan.I felt a whirlwind of emotions—shock, anger, confusion, and a deep sense of betrayal. My world had just been turned upside down, and I could barely keep up with the revelations."And Camila?" I asked, trying to grasp what they had done."She has agreed to raise the girl as her nanny," he said, and I was in shock."Agreed or had no choice?" I pressed."She understood it was the best option for Katya. She was willing to sacrifice so Katya would have a good life. If people knew Katya's mother was a Belvarian, Katya would be a slave, too. We can't allow our granddaughter to live like that," he said. I buried my head in my hands, finally understanding their reason. No wonder Camila's eyes looked so haunted and distant. She had been carrying such a heavy burden."I wanted to speak to you about it, but you weren't returning my calls or responding to my letters," my father said, and I felt like a jerk for avoiding them.My father reached into his drawer and brought out a photograph. He
Trained Not To Love You 17 Time To Go
Ronan.I tossed and turned most of the night, unable to find peace. My heart raced so fast it felt like I was having an anxiety attack. This wasn't a typical situation, and there was no guide on how to be a father, especially not for someone in my position. I was eager to meet my daughter but also dreaded the days ahead. Having her biological mother raise her as a nanny would be difficult, but it was necessary to ensure Katya would be free. Most children born to Belvarian women, regardless of their fathers, were born as slaves. I couldn't condemn Katya to that fate. The image in the photograph stayed burned in my memory, keeping me up all night.Morning came, and it was time for me to leave. Glenda served breakfast, her puffy eyes showing she had been crying. I was glad to take Camila away from her before she completely ruined her with her antics. I just hoped Camila hadn't picked up too many of her traits.Belvarians had a reputation for being wicked people. They deserved to be
Trained Not To Love You 18 Awkward
CamilaI felt so out of place sitting in the back with Master Ronan. I wished he had let me sit in the front seat, but now I was nervous about doing something that might upset him. Though I appreciated his offer, my interest had faded. Since he left, I lost my passion for books, and TV was no better. The channels were always filled with stories about how evil my people were, with movies highlighting the terrible crimes my government committed. A government I never knew. It felt like they wanted to make sure no one ever forgot. The only thing I looked forward to was holding Katya in my arms and caring for her, even if I would just be her nanny. It didn't really matter because I knew she would have a good life.We finally arrived at a small estate. It was grand, though not as grand as General Sergey's. I got out of the car and went to get my bag from the trunk, knowing the driver wouldn't help me. As I carried my bag, a young woman, slightly older than me rushed out of the house an
Trained Not To Love You 19 A Storm Of Emotions
CamilaMy heart felt like it was in a storm, filled with so many emotions all at once. Relief, gratitude, and a bit of hope swirled inside me. The room seemed to shimmer with the weight of what he had just told me. For the first time in a long while, I felt a small glimmer of happiness."Thank you," I whispered, my voice barely audible. He gave me a small, reassuring smile, and I felt a sense of comfort.And soon, the sobs came. He moved close to me and held me in his arms. His embrace was warm and reassuring, something I hadn't felt in so long."I'm sorry, Camila. I should have been there," he apologized, and I wondered why he was sorry. He, too, was a victim in this. Whoever drugged our drinks had ruined both our lives, but despite everything, I was grateful for the blessing that came from it."I know how things are. But you will be free in my house," he promised me. His words filled me with a deep sense of gratitude and a glimmer of hope."Thank you, Sir. Thank you," I said and p
Trained Not To Love You 20 It Just Might Be Fine
CamilaI wanted to speak up and thank Ronan for standing up for me, but I didn't dare. Instead, I focused on the joy of knowing that Katya would be close. The thought of being part of her life, even as her nanny, was a beacon of hope in the storm of uncertainty."I can take care of your daughter," Arya said, but Ronan shook his head firmly."No need. I'm sure Camila will do a good job," he replied, already turning to leave."You should have come home so we could discuss this first," she insisted."I can send you back to Kivastan if you don't like my arrangement. Katya and Camila aren't up for discussion, period," he said, walking out of the room with Arya following behind him. Seeing how he stood up for me and Katya, I felt a surge of relief. Maybe, just maybe, we would be safe here. I looked around the room, taking in its beauty. This wasn't a room for a worker; it was meant for a guest. Why had Ronan given me such a nice room? I prayed silently, hoping this wouldn't end badly.I
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