All Chapters of Throne of Blood: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

CHAPTER FORTY-NINE: REMAKE OR RECALL? ROSE AMARA'S POV Years ago, when Ethan left and disappeared without a trace, I believed that my life would eventually return to normal. However, as the months and years passed, I was unable to go back in time and remove him. There was no escape, and I had already turned onto a one-way street.As soon as we get home, Ethan wraps his hand around my back and digs his fingers into my flesh to make sure I’m there. Every move I make is a battle to keep from being caught in his touch or the way he occasionally brushes my skin like a husband or lover.I'll never fully get over the transformation he brought into my life. I have to accept that in order to continue living my life. Even though I wasn't able to make him vanish, I can and will move past him.As soon as we get there, Uncle River calls us into the dining room. Ethan drags me inside while complaining."You ought to be sleeping, not complaining about your life."He is being a husband material eve

CHAPTER FIFTY ONEROSE AMARA POVIf I don't, perhaps all will end and—After touching my forehead with his kisses, Ethan releases me. I blink, but before I can respond correctly, he pulls me up onto his back so that my head rests against his chest."Sleep for the time being, princess; you're tired. When you regain your strength, I'll deal with you.Since I was released from the hospital a week ago, Ethan has been coming with me to V Corp per Sergei's instructions. I had the doctor tell Ethan that even though I had forgotten everything that happened in the last ten years, I could still reach the area of my brain that stores my cognitive abilities.Consequently, I am still able to conduct business.Ethan has been adoring me, but he is not a fool.Things will get worse if he gets the impression that I've been lying to him the entire time and I somehow remember.I've been deliberately pretending to be asleep for the past week to hear his phone calls. Though he frequently uses his phone to

TOB 53ETHAN'S POVOver time, I had developed the habit of not leaving her side. It wasn't just a controlling trait—I felt like something disastrous would happen to her if I left.Rose looked exhausted; her eyes heavy with fatigue. She said she was a bit tired and wanted to go home. I insisted on dropping her off, despite her guards following us. I couldn't shake the feeling that she was hiding something from me. I didn't know what it was, but it was there, lurking in her bright gaze sometimes. I was determined to figure it out, even though Rose always had her walls up around me. Her memory loss hadn't changed her personality. She didn't spare me a glance during the entire ride, focusing on her phone, replying to work emails. Her workaholic nature was still the same, even with lost memories.As soon as we stopped in front of her house, she climbed out without saying a word. I followed her and gently grabbed her arm. She spun around so fast that her hand landed on my chest for balan

TOB 55ETHAN'S POVMy eyes open slowly, my eyelids sticking together. The first thing I notice is that I'm sitting down and bound to a metal chair. Plain gray walls surround me, and rusty metal machines flicker in the corners. I shake my head—it's my vision, not the machines, that’s unsteady.I try to move, but thick ropes hold me in place. My hands are bound behind my back, and my feet are strapped to the chair’s legs. This setup is familiar to me. With enough wiggling, I can flip the chair backward, bend one of its legs, and once I free my ankles, I'll have more leeway to release myself.Before I can act on my plan, I'm surrounded by the lucky seven who captured me. They didn't even bother taking me to one of their compounds; they just moved me inside the warehouse. If the location holds no importance, it means my life or death doesn't matter to them.Hades steps forward, handing his jacket to one of his underlings, and makes a show of rolling his sleeves to his elbows, revealing h

TOB 57ROSE AMARA'S POVMy spine has been stiff since I stepped inside.Even though I told Hades to leave, I'm not entirely in control of the situation. He, Zeth, and Eya are waiting outside, and I can call them back in, but that would defy why I came inside in the first place.I try not to stare at Ethan’s beaten-up state for too long, but his bloodied lips, eyelids, and nose are hard not to notice. Hades has beaten him to a pulp, which isn’t a surprise considering Hades’s merciless personality when he sets out to punish someone. He made Ethan’s handsome face unrecognizable. It should feel better this way. He deserves every bit of pain he’s now going through. In fact, he deserves more.That's what I tell myself anyway because as I stare at him, that stupid part who had my heart broken when I listened to his phone conversation is also in pain.That fucking part feels as if I’m the one who’s been beaten and has swollen eyes and bleeding lips.But why should it? Ethan’s injuries might