WHILE I BURN FOR YOU
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"Two dark souls binded by love's bright light" ~~~~~~~~~~ Zahra Eres manages to find a way to escape an eight year abusive marriage by forming a secret alliance with her husband's rival. The cold, handsome and enigmatic billionaire, Dashiell Otto Blackwood. He agreed to the plan, but at the cost of what? Zahra must return the stolen stocks to him, she agreed, but knowing Zahra, he decided not to trust her and wait till she loses her guard before killing her. Only if they knew that working together would lead them to fall in love with each other. Dashiell, regardless, was still hell bent on murdering her, not because of the stocks, but because he swore to never fall for another woman, even worse, the same woman with whom he had fallen for more than 9 years ago. In this novel, get ready for the rollercoaster of emotions, amazing plot twists, and steamy scenes. 18+ novel that includes abuse, violence, blood, use of drugs, BDSM, and a play room.
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WHILE I BURN FOR YOU ALONE IN DUNDEE
CHAPTER 8 - ALONE IN DUNDEEWith the strength I had left, I started to drag Dashiell out of the warehouse. My arms were tucked under his armpits as I summoned the rest of my strength, trying to carry him to his car. But I gave up, leaving him on the floor, and then rushed outside. A black sports car was parked directly in front of the warehouse, but as I drew closer, I saw that the windows were bashed, and the tires were flattened. I immediately opened the door and started searching the car for his phone. I found it under the car pedal and took it out, scrolling through his contacts list, my eyes searched for Blazer or Gotham's names.I dialed Blazer's number when I saw it, and it rang for a second before he picked up. "Hello, Boss," Blazer's scary voice filled my ears. I shook my head slightly, "No... it's not... it's me, Zahra," I stuttered. "Please come to the warehouse in Dundee Street. It's Dashiell, he was shot. Please be fast. There's no time! I could have driven his car, bu
WHILE I BURN FOR YOU DO OR DIE AFFAIR
CHAPTER SEVEN- DO OR DIE AFFAIRWARNING: 18+ THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS VIOLENCE~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°NIGHTFALLDashiell's car pulled up directly in front of my estate gate, and knowing how much of a gentleman he is, I decided to sit down and wait for him to open my car door. I shut my eyes, taking in his scent shamefully as he left the car to open my door. "Thank you for helping me. I am grateful to you," I said, holding on to my son like he was going to escape from me at that moment. He didn't say anything, he just nodded coldly and entered the car. As I started to walk away, I could feel his gaze etch on the back of my head. I turned back to see his car still there. "Maybe he was watching me leave," I thought as I entered the gates. The sky was pitch black when we arrived, the only thing we could hear were trucks honking and frogs croaking. I carried my son onto my shoulders, rubbing his back and kissing his body softly. The only thing that was stopping me from bursting out tears w
WHILE I BURN FOR YOU SALEM KASHEM
CHAPTER SIX - SALEM KASHEMI felt somewhat uneasy because Dashiell hadn't sent his car to pick me up, and it was almost dusk.After the whole gunshot drama and estate raid yesterday, neither Malek nor Barney had been found. I asked one of his other guards, but he said that Malek didn't wish to disclose his hideout. How cowardly.The sun started to set, casting its beautiful rays onto me as I stayed glued to the large window in my bedroom, looking to see if his car was there or not. "Zahra," I heard a familiar stern voice, call from behind me, startling me and almost making me lose my balance. My heart skipped ten beats as I turned around to see Dashiell standing up straight, his back against the wall, dressed in a black satin dress shirt with several buttons undone, revealing part of his broad chest, and tucked into black low-waist pants.I wanted to ask him so many questions. Why was he here? Had anyone seen him? Why didn't he call earlier? And why didn't he send Blazer or Gotham?
WHILE I BURN FOR YOU DIVORCE? ON A CONDITION
CHAPTER 5: DIVORCE? ON A CONDITIONI was so glad that Dashiell's driver didn't drop me in the estate, and that he dropped me off at the same place we met last week. But as I stepped onto my husband's estate grounds, all of the guards stationed at the gate all the way to the main house, held guns and stood near the gate. I wanted to ask what was going on, but I heard Barney call out to me. "Ma'am, Mr. Malek wants to see you as soon as possible," My heart sank. I knew that tone, that look. Malek definitely knew that I had left the estate, and he knew who I had met with. "What is it, Barney?" I asked, hoping that he was calling for no reason. Barney's expression remained neutral. "I'm not supposed to give you that kind of information, ma'am," I nodded slowly, "I understand. Sorry," I replied and made my way to his room.************Malek had his back to the door as I entered the room. He immediately stifled a laugh as he felt my presence. "You have grown nerves, Zahra. You have bec
WHILE I BURN FOR YOU WINE OVER GOLF
CHAPTER FOUR: WINE OVER GOLF?A week had passed since Malek's opening party and I hadn't heard from either Dashiell or Malek. Fear began to engulf me as the thought of Malek already signing off the inheritance to his mistress's unborn baby filled my head. I paced around my large bedroom frantically, thinking of how to reach Dashiell. Where do I even start from? How do I get to my child, who I don't even know his name. What should I do?Just then, my phone started to ring. Like a bolt of lightning, I rushed to pick it up and saw that it was an unknown number.I swear if it's the interior designers that are calling to ask whether we have a new event coming up, I am going to kill that person myself."Hello?" Then, his familiar baritone voice filled my ears, "Were you waiting for me to call?" I moved to sit on the chair, even more restless than before, "I was almost tempted to steal your email address from my husband," I confessed"My driver is in your estate. He's going to bring you
WHILE I BURN FOR YOU TWO HEARTS, ONE DANCE
CHAPTER 3: TWO HEARTS, ONE DANCEAs my husband and Dashiell continued to talk about business and crazily boring stuff, I felt the urge to run away from the party. The larger it was, the more I felt like I wanted to vomit. I haven't known Dashiell for more than a day but I could tell that he was a man of few words and works. His aura was enough for him to voice out a five thousand worded essay in two minutes. I kind of admired him, plus, he was hotter than Malek. Malek looked like the effect of a failed chemistry practical. Curly hair, big head, large stomach, and thin legs. And he called me ugly? Me?I am the epitome of beauty and perfection. Every time I walked past my husband's friends, their eyelashes fluttered like they wanted to make them fly out of their shorts. They studied me like I was their business textbook, and when they saw me, it was like the light had been restored to darkness. I am the air that those men breathe. My beauty rises and kills. They could chew my long h
WHILE I BURN FOR YOU MAN OF THE HOUR
CHAPTER 2: MAN OF THE HOURI stepped into my bedroom to meet the floor clean, the space smelling like antiseptic, and my husband leaning on the wall, tapping his feet furiously. I could feel the rage burn into his eyes as he came forth and dealt a harsh slap to my face. My right cheek burned like a spinning wheel in a hot furnace, and it looked like so. I bow my head, my eyes gazing at the floor trying to count the black tiles to keep me from bursting out tears. Malek loved to see me cry, but I vowed to never shed any tears, not for him."Where were you?" He seethed."I went to the pharmacy to get some medicine," He scoffed, "For what? The little punches I dealt you? You felt like you could talk out of place now because I let you to! I would never let any woman that I bought with billions of Kuwaiti dinars, not dollars, dinars, disrespect me in the way you did," He spat lousily.I said nothing and so he started to walk around me."So, what took you so long? The maids said they saw y
WHILE I BURN FOR YOU MEETING MR DASHIELL
CHAPTER ONE: MEETING MR DASHIELL My eyes flickered open like the blurry Christmas lights at the far end of a NewYork street. I tried to move but my head felt like it had been nailed to the hard, black tiles, and I could only manage to lift a finger or two.My mouth quivered as I felt liquid surrounding my cold body, I began to wonder whether I had taken a piss on the floor while unconcious.Using the strength I had left, I raised my fingers up to meet my eyes. My vision was blurry but I could still decipher that the liquid on the floor wasn't piss but in fact blood.I was surrounded by my own blood.I shut my eyes as I recalled how this came to be. It wasn't the first time he had beaten me, but this was the first time that his fists led me to draw blood.I have endured it for eight years and running. All the beatings, the scars, and the pains. With no one to run to but the good memories of my distant past. Spent running around with a boy that lived close to me.People talk about ho
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