All Chapters of The Heartless Lover : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The crisp night air embraced me as I sat perched on the rooftop of the mansion, overlooking the sprawling estate of the Matrix family. The stars above twinkled with an indifferent brilliance, as if mocking the chaos I was about to unleash. My heart raced with anticipation and dread. Tonight, everything would change. Scarface was poised to take over the Matrix empire, and with their fall, my revenge would be complete.I clutched the edge of the cold railing, staring out into the endless void of night. Memories of my parents’ brutal murder at the hands of the Hernandez family flickered in my mind like shadows—painful and persistent. Revenge was all I’d lived for, and now, on the brink of victory, doubt crept into my heart.“Couldn’t sleep?”The familiar voice startled me. I turned to find Lorenzo stepping onto the rooftop, his hands casually tucked into his pockets. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, revealing the tense muscles in his forearms. His tall frame was bathed in the soft silve

So... I made a mistake in numbering my chapter before publishing it after Chapter 50, comes Chapter 51 and i made a mistake and wrote chapter 52.. I want to clarify that the Chapter 52 after the Chapter 50, is supposed to be Chapter 51. nothing changes and the story goes accordingly. I haven't been able to update in a really really long while, years even... which I apologise for .. I've been phoneless (my phone got bad) ... I recently logged in a relative device in hopes to complete the book. peace out.

I didn’t see it coming.The last time I saw Lorenzo, I was certain he was dead.Revenge drove me then. The fire in my veins wouldn’t let me stop until the Matrix was in ruins, just like they had ruined my family. It didn’t matter who stood in my way. Lorenzo, Anthony, the entire organization—they were all targets. Sydney had been my sanctuary for five years, a quiet haven where I rebuilt my life far from the chaos I once knew. I built walls around myself after it all ended, both literal and figurative with the billions my father left behind—his legacy of wealth and power—I crafted a world of luxury and independence at just the age of twenty-three.The casinos he once owned became a foundation, generating consistent revenue, but I didn’t stop there. I poured my resources into high-end fashion boutiques across Australia and Europe, luxury real estates, and even a thriving art gallery in Sydney. Every venture was legitimate, every dollar clean.My life in Australia was built to forget,

It had been days since Lorenzo dragged me across the ocean and locked me away in this secluded estate deep in the woods. Every hour in this prison felt heavier than the last, the oppressive silence gnawing at my sanity. I could still feel the lingering ache in my arm from his iron grip, a painful reminder of how far he was willing to go to extract the truth from me. Lorenzo’s interrogations had ceased for now, but the tension between us simmered like a storm waiting to erupt. I wasn’t naïve—I knew his silence wasn’t mercy. He was planning something, and whatever it was, I knew it wouldn’t end well for me. The simplicity of the room grated on my nerves, reminding me of how much I had lost. My life back in Australia felt like a distant dream—a life of luxury and freedom. The sprawling estates, exotic cars, multi-million-dollar businesses and the bustling casinos I owned all felt like a distant dream now. Back there, I had built a life of power and wealth—a legitimate empire that thr

The following dayThe door creaked opened, I didn't bother to look at who it was, I fixed my gaze outside the window. it was probably Lorenzo or one of his men and I didn't want to deal with them. my mind was racing, I wonder what Alonso was planning, I could think of how panicked Sophie would be since she hadn't heard from me in days and mostly I wondered how Théo was doing."Jacqueline" a familiar voice I hadn't heard in years called out in a soft tone, cutting me from my thoughts.I turned slowly toward the door, and for a moment, I thought I was hallucinating. But there he was, standing at the entrance of the room like a shadow from the past.Haze.The moment I saw him, a whirlwind of emotions hit me all at once: shock, relief, confusion. I hadn’t heard from him since the fallout. No one had. And now, after everything, here he was.“Haze…” My voice faltered, and I swallowed hard. “What are you doing here?”He stood there, his expression unreadable. "I came to finally see you, Jacq