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32 Are We Truly Free
Karima Sa'ad UsmanI hope you all have enjoyed the rollercoaster so far. I will need two days to store more chapters. Thank you for the comments and the love 🤗🙏🏾
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Trained Not To Love You   33 Your Flight is By Noon
Camila Breakfast was silent; Ronan ate quietly while Arya packed and moved her things in tears. I could see she was terribly hurt. It would be expected to hope someone could plead with Ronan on her behalf, but this was a 'good riddance' situation. I hoped that, for Katya's sake, he would never forgive her and for the sake of his folks, too. The woman was too hateful for her own good. It was indeed a blessing that she was leaving. Ronan finished his breakfast quietly. There was a sense of finality in the way he placed his fork down and pushed back his chair. Without saying much, he decided to go to the living room. As he stood up, he looked at me with a softer expression and asked, "Could you bring Katya to join me?"I nodded, understanding the unspoken wish in his request. Ronan wanted to see his daughter play with the new toys he had bought for her. I could see the longing in his eyes, a desire to connect with his daughter in a moment of peace and joy. I felt a warm anticip
Trained Not To Love You   34 Lack Of Values
CamilaArya's tears continued to fall. I knew somehow she wished this was a nightmare, and she hoped she could wake up from it. The helplessness was visible in her eyes, but I didn't feel sorry for her. She had put me in a helpless situation yesterday. The helplessness I felt while the soldiers tried to drag me to the Guardhouse, which was far away from the main house, made my heart harden toward her pain. I couldn't feel an ounce of pity for her. She was wicked. Arya should take what she dished out so easily.Secretly, I thanked God for Ronan's personality and values. He cared for the people around him, but Arya was too blind to see that part. I was indeed blessed."A time will come when my mother will have to live with me when my father is no longer here; what about her? With you, I will always worry for the people at home when I am not here..." Ronan said, and it was a fact. She seemed like that type of person. "That is too much for me to handle. You are too much, Arya. As for
Trained Not To Love You   35 A Half-Empty-Cup Person
CamilaRonan seemed to have triggered a flood of memories for Arya because her eyes suddenly looked haunted, filled with shadows of the past. The current sorrow and fear she was experiencing were still visible, but now they were mixed with something deeper and more troubling. It was clear that Arya had endured a dark and painful past. However, instead of learning compassion from her experiences, she became bitter and cruel. Most people with such a past would try to prevent others from suffering in the same way, but Arya seemed to have taken a different path.She was like a half-empty-cup kind of person, always seeing the worst in life. It was as if she took pleasure in the misery around her, finding no joy in anything. Her eyes reflected that sadistic nature, a darkness that seemed to consume any light that tried to reach her."You once yelled at a soldier who tried to molest a Sardonian girl. I remember it, Arya. You told him, 'She's human too!" it was a brave move that drew me t
Trained Not To Love You   36 Remain Mine
RonanThree days passed, and honestly, Arya's departure was much needed. With her gone, my house finally had peace. Camila took care of everything, ensuring that the household ran smoothly. However, I suspected that the other workers were bullying her, though she never mentioned it. Despite everything, she always had a smile for Katya and me. Camila was careful to avoid doing or saying anything that would put me in a difficult position or require my intervention so people wouldn't suspect anything. Yet, every time I had to pretend that our night together in Katya's room was a spur-of-the-moment thing, it hurt deeply.I longed to hold her, to make everything right between us. This desire burned within me, growing stronger each day. No matter how hard I tried to tame these feelings, they only grew more intense, like flames that couldn't be extinguished.Two weeks passed, and everything was at a standstill. I was waiting for a call I hoped would never come. Despite my efforts to dela
Trained Not To Love You   37 The Decanters
RonanMy temporary butler, Oliver, let my friends in. He was a permanent staff member, but I made him a contract worker because of Camila. I knew butlers tended to gossip, and I didn't want anyone talking about my situation with Camila. I needed to be careful to keep us safe. "Can't believe we finally visited your home," Joseph said, taking off his jacket and handing it to Oliver. Marc did the same, and Oliver walked away. Joseph's eyes went straight to Katya, who was playing with her toys on the carpet in the living room. The open space arrangement of the foyer and living room wasn't a good idea. It took away the privacy I needed. Joseph and Marc could see everything at once. Katya's presence was now obvious, and I felt a mix of pride and anxiety. I wanted to protect her from prying eyes and questions. "Is that the little angel?" Joseph said, walking toward her. He seemed to adore her completely. Reaching for Katya, he picked her up, and she instantly began to cry. I had to co
Trained Not To Love You   38 Off Limits
RonanThe memory of that night haunted me. Arya's jealousy and neglect were unforgivable. I couldn't believe she would leave Katya alone, crying and scared. It broke my heart to think of my little girl suffering like that. I had trusted Arya, and she betrayed that trust in the worst way. "She is wicked," Marc said, and that was the end of the conversation. "Did you say your drink was drugged?" Joseph said, getting us back to the conversation, which I had tried to skip. I wanted to avoid it, but a look on his face indicated he wouldn't let it be. "Yes," I said."Then Camila must have done it because we drank from the same decanters, and other than the tipsiness of alcohol, we were fine," Marc said, and I shook my head. "It wasn't Camila; I believe one of the decanters was drugged..." I said, remembering the Happy Married Life Decanter that was my doom. "No," Marc said adamantly. "You need to be careful with that girl. I know you are fond of her like a baby sister, but she drugged
Trained Not To Love You   39 Let’s talk
Camila The evening was hectic, but once dinner ended, I went to attend to Katya. Serving Ronan's friends was awkward, bringing back memories of that night—a night that remained a blank slate, with the only evidence of its occurrence now peacefully sleeping in her bed. I stared at her gently, my heart filled with hopes and dreams. I tried to imagine a normal life: Ronan, her, and me as a real family. But who was I fooling? This was the best we would get, and I would always be a bystander, observing my daughter's life without having any say in it. The thought alone brought tears to my eyes, but I fought them away. I heard the door open and knew it was Ronan. I turned to look as Ronan stepped in, his shirt slightly unbuttoned and sleeves rolled up, looking a bit tired. "Is she asleep?" he asked softly, and I nodded. He wanted to say something, but I stopped him, knowing any sound could wake Katya. "We need to talk," he said, and a wave of worry washed over me. I composed myself and
Trained Not To Love You   40 To Any Jorvikian?
CamilaRonan’s face drew closer, and suddenly, his lips crashed onto mine. I didn't know how to respond. Was this a demonstration of his question, a need, or just the moment?His lips were as soft as before, and though part of me wanted to fall into the kiss, I remained on guard, unsure of his true intentions. He broke the kiss, searching my eyes. "You will let him kiss you because he is Jorvikian?" he asked again, and I shook my head, my heart pounding. He held me tighter. "Love and desire sometimes come together. Do you dare to dream, Malish?" His voice was a whisper, full of intensity. He backed me against the wall, and I felt trapped, my emotions a whirlwind of fear, confusion, and something deeper that I couldn't yet name. "You should, Malish, because I dare to dream," he said, crashing his lips on mine. This time, it was deeper, and it tugged at my heartstrings. I had butterflies and felt all sorts of things. He broke the kiss and looked at me. "Show me what you want, Ma
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