All Chapters of THEIR COLD AND CONFUSED HEARTS : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“Oh, for fuck’s sake! Stop those disgusting tears, Merah! You looked awful! You should just bath yourself and be ready for the guards later...” Merida began to snicker and give her sister a mischievous grin. “God... please kill me already! I can’t take it anymore!” Merah shouted out while sobbing hard. Another humiliation was killing her immensely! How could her sister torture her like this? “I’m leaving...” Merida snorted coldly and glared at her sister. “Good luck for your next pleasing sessions, Merah!” She added and took her graceful steps heading towards the door. Merah was left alone in the corner of the storage room weeping and mending her internal wounds. She was scared of her sister&r

“I love you more, My love...” Zadkiel’s voice came out affectionately. ‘You finally got him!’ His heart couldn’t contain its joy as it hammered violently inside his chest.   “And now I’m bare... totally bare... no shields, no more armors to protect my broken soul against you...” Arkael muttered lowly. For some reason, he was feeling uneasy. He couldn’t pinpoint it but it crept the hell out of him!   “Hey...” Zadkiel cupped the man’s face with his hands, “don’t regret it please... I want to be your shield, My love. I want to be your armor...” he stared at him with utmost sincerity hoping he could make him feel the way how he feels.   “Thank you so much for assuring me, Axe. But...” Arkael trailed off his words. His mind wandered to his so-called mother. His c

“Okay... Okay...” Arkael tried to calm his simmering nerves down. The woman seemed to be telling the truth and he couldn't force her to admit to something that she haven't done.   He shoved his hand into his pocket and took out his phone dialing his mother's private line. For some reason, he felt that something was happening behind his back. Maybe he could get the answer that he needed if he talked to his dear mother. The mockery was playing in his brain as he dialed Merida’s number.   The line ranged and was answered immediately. “Yes, hello, Casimiro residence...” A woman's cheerful voice came out through the line. Merida’s assistant to be exact.   “Give the phone to Merida...” Arkael commanded pacing back and forth at his wide living room. His hand clutc

Arkael had just closed his eyes and was about to drift into his dreamland when his phone’s vibrations got him abruptly back to his senses. He opens his green eyes vastly, his trouser pocket kept on vibrating. He wasn't still moving and his mind seemed to be still wandering. He looked exactly in a complete daze.   Beep...   Beep...   Beep...   “What the —...” He was startled as he came back to his right senses. He shoved his hand into his pocket and took out his phone. He then took an immediate peek at his mobile screen and his eyes turned ferocious. The caller is exactly the one who made his head throbbing to the extreme, the woman in his life that he hated the most — Merida!

Merah stared at the bottle in her hand with a hint of frustration. Her darkened eyes flashed with guilt and pitty. She felt terrible at what she did but what else could she do? She had a family to rescue from her twin’s evil claws. She had to go with it, she had no choice!   Since the very first day that Merida had taken her away from her family, she had been yearning for them for heaven knows how many times. She had cried her eyes out every single minute trying to recover every memory of her family. She buried them deep in her heart. She treasured her husband’s facial image and her son’s too.   Her husband and son were there in Merida’s side while she was in detention suffering the latter’s endless humiliation and unreasonable punishment. She hadn't had any idea of how their life goes on for so many years. Did they even w