CHAPTER 68: FINIR?Dashiell's PovThe metallic scent of blood still lingered in the air, thick and suffocating as Saba's sickening smile hovered above Joel's bruised face. But even with the ax in her hand, I still remained unfazed.Zahra and I stood in the doorway, our stance calm, but we still held our guns pointed toward her.Just then, about six armed men stepped out of the shadows and stood behind Saba."You are late, Godfather," Saba taunted, tapping the ax lightly against Joel's shoulder. "I have already won."I slowly tucked my gun in my pocket, motioning to Zahra to still hold hers. Stepping forward, I let out a small, almost pitying chuckle. "Won?" I said, my voice laced with sarcasm." You have no idea."Saba's expression faltered slightly as my eyes bore into her, unblinking, unflinching. Joel, who was barely unconscious, lifted his head enough to look at me, more blood trickling down his forehead. "Saba, don't be a coward," Joel rasped breathlessly. "Kill me and finish wh
CHAPTER 69: DEVIL IN MINKZahra's Pov The soft morning light filtered through the curtains of Dashiell's LA château, casting a gentle light on my skin. My eyes fluttered open, languid from exhaustion of the last 'hectic' few days. My body felt like it was sinking into the bed beneath me, the feeling of comfort almost unrecognizable after everything that happened in Mina Al Arab. The flight back from the UAE was so stressful, but it was something I was looking forward to- at least we went back home alive and well.Beside me, Dashiell's arm lay across my waist, his breathing steady and soft. For a moment, I wanted to stay still, but the birds chirping in the estate grounds made me so excited, and also because I was excited about brewing one of the middle eastern coffee grounds that we bought yesterday.Aside from that, my mind was racing with the thoughts of Christmas. Though it still felt like months away, there was so much to prepare. Malek never celebrated Christmas- at least not
CHAPTER 70: CÍRCULO DEL DIABLO (Devil's Circle)ZAHRA'S POVThe evening air was unusually still as Dashiell and I prepared to head to Lisa's birthday party. Images flashed in my head of yesterday when I received her invitation. I didn't want to go, but when I saw that I could bring a plus one, I immediately pitched it to Dashiell, who was hesitant at first, but agreed.We were in Dashiell's study, just about to leave for the party when he got off the phone with Gotham and Blazer. They would be at the party too, blending in with the crowd but keeping an eye on everyone there. "I don't trust her," Dashiell said, his tone low, pulling me closer as we stood near the door."Neither do I," I replied, smoothening the sleek black dress I had chosen for tonight. "But something about her seems...I don't know, magnetic. She's facially attractive and also has an attractive mannerism. I'm very curious to know more about her.""You're always curious." Dashiell smirked, brushing a strand of hair b
CHAPTER 71: ENTANGLED IN THE SPIDER'S WEBZAHRA'S POV 'We have a meeting tomorrow. Would you like to come?'My fingers hovered over the screen, my mind racing with thoughts about whether to reply or not. My eyes scanned Siobhan who was pacing around the room, her brows furrowed."Ignore the message," Siobhan said firmly. "I'd even recommend that you delete her number.""I didn't even collect her number nor did she ask for mine. Till today, I wonder how she got it." I replied, clutching my phone tightly.Dashiell was leaning against his desk, his arms crossed, waiting for Siobhan to say something."She probably has spies everywhere, and now she will stop at nothing until she gets you to join her." Siobhan said and stopped pacing before slowly turning around to face us. "Étoile Cercle is a cult. And it's not just any cult. It's one of the most dangerous ones that hides behind charm, sex, wealth, and power. Their spider symbols represent manipulation, control, and betrayal. Once you j
CHAPTER 72: UNSEEN MANIPULATIONZAHRA'S POV The dull thud of Lisa's body hitting the ground echoed in the still evening air. I stood over her, watching her chest rise and fall. 'At least she wasn't dead...yet' I thought as I looked at the area where the arrow came from.Nara Joe lowered her bow, a smug smirk on her face. "Sad to know she didn't die. Would Godfather be pissed if I killed her and blamed it on some wild animal?" She asked, stepping closer.I shot her an angry look, ignoring the question she just asked. "We agreed on a gunshot, not arrows. Where did you learn to shoot anyway?"She shrugged, her smirk widening. "Arrows are quieter. Besides, Adela taught me. I wanted to test it out on the witch."My lips twitched as it felt tempting to break into a smile. "Congratulations. Dashiell might be pissed that you didn't graze her body with the bullet. Let's hope he doesn't mind the improvisation."Before we could say anything else, the sounds of footsteps marching against the ta
CHAPTER 73: TRICKERY ZAHRA'S POV My hands trembled as I read the message over and over again before tucking it into my back pocket. Now, more than ever, the feeling of guilt was dominant in my heart. It was like all my feelings had disappeared and the only one left was guilt, disappointment, and hatred towards myself.Just then, a thought struck my mind- could it be...black magic? I shook my head vehemently. There was no way black magic was real.I felt a firm grip on my arm, yanking me back as I tried to slip through the gates. Then, the whole guilt and negative emotions that I was feeling disappeared."Zahra!" Dashiell's voice was low but sharp, cutting through the still night air. "Where do you think you're going?"I tried to pull away, a look of panic on my face and filled in my thoughts. "I have to leave, Dashiell. They'll come for you because of me. Mirella-she was here. She threatened me!" I panted, the words surging out of my mouth in an instant.Dashiell didn't let go of
CHAPTER 74: MY RED-HAIRED STALKERZAHRA'S POVI stepped out of the car, my heart hammering against my chest, the cool evening air brushing my face. Here I was. Standing at the address of the weird message that had led to an ordinary, creepy-looking house. Erected at the end of a dimly lit street, which made it seem even more scary."There's something shady about this house, Zahra. Please stay safe, I'll keep my eyes on you from afar." Gotham said, leading me to nod, and wait until he drove off.The house looked almost abandoned- peeling paint, overgrown weeds in the front yard, and broken shutters. And, as I drew closer to the entrance, my instincts screamed for me to get out, but I ignored the voice in my head.Dashiell and Siobhan warned me not to go because they suspected it to be a trap. Even I, knew that this whole thing could be a trap. But, how do you solve a problem when you don't even know it's origin?I persuaded them to let me go, and now I'm regretting it."Jeez." I mutt
CHAPTER 75: DEATH AND ITS SCYTHE Zahra's Pov The car rumbled over the uneven tarred road, and with each jump, I felt the cold feel of the red-haired woman tighten around my arms.My heart pounded as I realized that she kept me pinned on her lap with one hand on my arm, and the other running into my hair and massaging my scalp.But I kept my head down, hiding the fact that I had already activated the chip in my neck. Dashiell was definitely on his way.At least, I hoped so.The red-haired woman watched me with a smug smile. Her eyes gleamed in the dim light of the car, and her presence made the air feel so thick and suffocating."We are almost there," she said, her voice soft, yet laced with arrogance. "I just remembered that I hadn't introduced myself to you. How rude of me. My name is Davina."I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to stay calm as her hands had started to roam towards the side of my face and my neck. "You must be wondering what's next. Don't worry Zahra, you'll unde
Chapter 94: I'll Miss Tomorrow, Even When It Passes.Zahra's POV *Two Weeks Later*It had been two weeks since I learned to start walking again. Each day, every step came with its own pain—my muscles that felt too heavy, my balance that took forever to make my feet firm on the ground, and my lower abdomen that would ache every time Dashiell took me for a walk in the evenings, his arms on the small of my back, holding on to me like he knew how hard I would fall if he left me. Luckily, I managed to push through it all, ignoring the aches, until my body finally began to remember what it felt like to be able to do things on your own. Now, as I stood here in my bedroom, I could hardly believe that after all I had been through... I was still alive. After many near-death experiences and so many years of living in sadness, loneliness, and pain, I was still alive.I took a deep breath, smoothing my hands over the soft silk of the dress Siobhan had chosen for me—a dark green gown that shone
Chapter 93: Where It EndsZahra's POV*Three Months Later*I lay wrapped in a shroud, everywhere in total silence. I couldn't hear a thing, but I could see the blinding white light from a torn part of the shroud. Suddenly, a familiar, soft, and rhythmic beeping filled my ears, and in that instant everything went blank.Where was I? And why was everywhere so dark?I tried to stand up, but it felt like I was chained through the shroud. Through the torn part of the piece of cloth, I could see a speck of light trying to pierce through the darkness. As the light began to grow, I started to feel my body again, though every limb felt heavy, as though I had been asleep for a century.The light began to illuminate the whole place, swallowing the darkness that there once was, and I felt myself being broken free from the chains."Where am I? Where's Dashiell?" I tried to scream, but it only came out as a whisper.I struggled to open my eyes, blinking against the brightness. My head began to hur
Chapter 92: ALL OR NOTHINGDashiell's POVI stood outside Zahra's hospital room, watching her fragile figure on the bed, monitors beeping rhythmically, her skin even more pale than the white sheets that covered her. With every second that I stood there watching her, I was reminded of how close I had come to losing her because of Carolyn.I should have never let her come with me to Italy.My thoughts drifted back to when I got signals from Zahra's chip on my phone. Then, at the same time, Gotham called me that Carolyn's car started speeding unusually, and he started to move at their pace, but they started driving through long, narrow, and unknown roads. Then he lost them.How dare you, Aunt Carolyn?I was so close to losing my beloved because of your hatred for her. And, even if you didn't like her, what about me? Do you not care for me? Your own nephew?I sighed as I recalled getting to the scene where the signal was coming from, and we couldn't pass that area because of the car that
Chapter 91: ONE LAST TIMEWhere I came from, the world was a spiral of dull colors and muffled sounds. Pain shot through every part of my body, sharp and unwilling to leave. I could feel the warmth of blood still trickling down my forehead, sticky against my skin, and the metallic taste of it in my mouth."Am I alive?" I whispered as I forced my eyes open, squinting against the blinding afternoon light filtering through the trees.A voice echoed in the distance, but I couldn't tell who it was as it was very faint. I blinked multiple times, struggling to focus and understand what I was doing here. The car. Carolyn. The crash. I remember jumping out of it, trying to save myself, and now... where was I?With great effort, I tried to push myself up, my hands trembling beneath me as I leaned against a rough tree trunk. The dizziness was becoming toooverwhelming, and my body felt like my bones had turned into hammers, and they were hitting my body from inside out. "That's if you make it o
Chapter 90: Zahra's DeathZahra's POVThe next morning, I found myself reluctantly getting ready for Carolyn's tour. I'd chosen a hot pink bodycon dress that stopped around my ankle, paired with a pair of stiletto heels, and my hair pulled back into a simple ponytail. In case we stopped by a restaurant because I barely ate at the Thanksgiving dinner.At the beginning of the dinner, it felt mostly... peaceful, and I thought Siobhan lied to me about them being overly problematic. Until the fights broke out between Marcello and Isabelle. They tossed plates at each other, broke glasses, and yelled around. And, before I could manage to sneak out of the hall, one of Dashiell's cousins, Jana, caught me by the arm and pulled me aside with four of her friends and began to ask what Dashiell saw in me that he didn't see in other girls.I rolled my eyes as I brushed those thoughts off, stepping into the car that Carolyn had arranged for our use, but when I got closer, I noticed it was empty. I lo
Chapter 89: Carolyn's OutingDashiell's POVSitting at the head of the table, I watched my family members meet my gaze, the room silent as they waited for what I was going to say next.Domenico sat beside me, shifting uncomfortably in his seat and constantly glancing at me. I leaned over, lowering my voice just enough to be heard by him alone. "I trust you know why you are here. You are going to die, Uncle." I murmured, my voice firm. Domenico's face tensed, but he gave a small nod and looked away.Once everyone was settled, I rose to my feet, raising my glass. "Thank you all for coming to the annual Thanksgiving celebration," I began, my voice steady. "I am grateful for all your roles in making sure that our legacy grows and remains unified in purpose. We all have our duties as members of the Blackwood family. And, even if you are not of Ottoman descent, you will always be a part of us." I paused, allowing my little speech to sink into their brains. "Tonight, I'm pleased to share a n
CHAPTER 88: ONLY MY LOVE MATTERSZahra's POVDashiell pushed me back onto the bed, moving to kneel between my legs as his hands gently spread my thighs apart."You don't want to see my surprise? I'm offended." I joked, propping myself up with my elbow.He chuckled softly, pressing his lips against one thigh before looking up at me. "Would you be mad at me if I told you I had already seen it?" I gasped playfully, biting my lips as his tongue started to trail up my thigh. "But..." he continued, "I want to see you wear it. Maybe somewhere other than this filthy palace." he said, leaning down, his tongue flicking on my core through my panties."Mhm..." I moaned, curling my toes, which were pointed at the ceiling. He looked up, his gaze meeting mine. "Like that, love?" he asked, his voice low. He leaned down again, not waiting for a reply, his hands tugging on the sides of my panties before taking it gently and pulling it down my legs."So beautiful..." he mumbled, trailing his fingers
CHAPTER 87: ARRIVING AT THE PALACEZahra's POV"Ladies and gentlemen, we'll be landing in Italy in forty minutes." The pilot said, his voice crackling over the speakers.Finally.My gaze shifted across the jet cabin to where Maya lay silently on Adela's lap, watching an episode of her favorite anime, InuYasha. Adela watched it with her, her hands massaging her scalp.It's been a week since Maya was found unconscious in Oregon. She was still at the hospital with Adela when we started packing for the Thanksgiving Celebration, but because she didn't want to miss it, she begged Dashiell to convince Adela not to stay behind with her, that she also wanted to see what the Thanksgiving Celebration was like. Dashiell agreed, but only on the condition that we took a doctor with us.I looked toward a different cabin, and eyed the doctor who was munching on a large sized burrito and eating ice cream while watching something on her laptop. She noticed me watching her and eyed me with a frown on h
CHAPTER 86: LIKE FATHER, LIKE SONDashiell's POVThe chill in the Oregon air seeped into my coat the moment I stepped out of the car with Zahra next to me. I felt her fingers brush against mine, as we walked through the hospital entrance. Inside, the sharp smell of antiseptic filled my nose. My jaw tightened as I spotted Blazer standing in front of a ward, waiting with a sloppy expression on his face."They are working to stabilize her," Blazer said as we came closer, keeping his voice low. "She's still unconscious. They aren't sure when she'll come around."I gave a small nod, and without saying anything, followed him down the long corridor that led to Maya's ward. "Liam's father called me earlier," he added, his voice barely audible. "He was the one who told us where to find Maya. He said Liam sent him a video of Maya chained up and bruised. The man was practically raving and rambling about unrelated things before we could get the location out of him."I let out a low hum. "So what