All Chapters of Prideful Lust: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

MAX’S POV No matter how much I love Amaya, I will still lose my patience because of her. And it’s not that I am being selfish, I just want to give importance to our relationship. We’ve missed a lot for the last few years of our life and valuing what’s between us is one thing I prioritize the most. It may not seem to be like a fairy tale that typical women tend to wish for but at least we made effort for it to work out. I wanted to help too but the idea doesn’t overpower me now. So I needed time to think. I can’t risk having our argument last longer and get worse. I’ll just let her do whatever she wants for now. But yeah, I might need to contact Conan indeed.As I was standing by the street, I realized that I was in front of the St. Regis Hotel, One of the best hotels here in New York. I couldn’t miss the chance so I called Liam to bring my things with me. I’ll be working in this hotel for a few days since my woman is not happy with me yet. I’ll be doing tasks that a fiance should be

! WARNING!The chapter may include sexual assault scenes and drugs that may trigger a traumatic experience for the readers. AMAYA’S POVAfter that incident, I decided that I should take a break from all these arrangements. I also discovered that Ken Addams was Larissa Dallo’s boyfriend. As well as who Larissa’s father is. It was an unexpected turn of events that I happened to meet Ken on the same day. But then I realized that he could not be guilty since this doesn’t directly relate to him. It is not like Larissa is married to him. Yet still, not knowing who they might be connected to is dangerous so I have to keep myself off the road for a while. I chose to visit a gym for the day and practiced boxing. It has been a while since I last came here with Max. I rented the whole place so I was most likely alone in the boxing ring. I was planning to last here longer than usual. It’s also about to become a week now since I last talked to Max. I miss him so much. And by him, all of a sudden

MAX’S POVAs soon as this day will end, it’ll be Amaya’s tenth day of being missing. Her absence caused multiple assumptions from different partners that she may have run away since we never had enough evidence when we investigated the Dallo Family. I feel shit for not being able to find her or even help her wherever she is. And yet right now, I had to deal with this bunch of businessmen in the lobby stressing out about having Galiviosa’s operations on pause. Amaya’s parents were also starting to get furious at me, thinking that I may haven’t been doing anything to find her. But I’ve been squeezing my head out right now on how to find her. I almost killed Ace with how anxious I got. Though one thing is for sure, I know that Amaya is still alive. I kept on telling them that but they were almost giving up on her. The noise inside the building pissed me off so Vanique tried to bring them upstairs to Amaya’s office while I stayed down there for a while and finally, walked outside to feel

MAX’S POVIt has been six weeks now since Amaya was still comatose but Flynn has been so positive that he said she’s starting to respond with her heartbeat. I got excited when he said that though and suggested that we should try to converse with her often so it would drive her to wake up. But there is something that has bothered me for a while now and couldn’t just talk about it with Vanique.Though finally, I had this chance with her when we were to attend a business partner’s party as representatives of Galiviosa and Howards. I was pleased to be there with her so we could talk about the last argument we had and maybe cool it off. Yet, how it is odd for her to be looking for someone at this party?“Vanique? Are you okay? Did you seem to be expecting someone?” I asked as I took two glasses of champagne from the waiter who passed right through us and offered one to her.“Yeah, I’m fine- Thank you.” She received the glass and jugged everything at once. Taking sessions with a psychiatris

! WARNING!The chapter may include extreme physical torture and a thirst for vengeance that may trigger a traumatic experience for the readers. MAX’S POVI feel like a maniac right now, so powerful. Looking at their crying faces is just satisfying. Yet, they just arrived though so why make it louder then? But it’s no fun if I would just pick up anything from the table and do it myself. That’s when I thought of the idea of betting a thousand dollars on the first person in this room that can shoot one of them in the leg. A bullet in the leg can only paralyze them. It can’t kill them. “Let’s turn on some music, shall we?” I walked near the speaker by the TV and had it on full volume. “So who will be the first? Or do you want me to give a higher price for that?” I asked them as I sat on the single sofa that was placed right in front of the rectangular center table’s end. I looked at Larissa’s face who was mumbling something but couldn’t hear because of the music.I signaled one of the