Lahat ng Kabanata ng Revenge, Regret And Redemption: Bound In Contract Marriage: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Amara stared at Derek, her eyes wide with fear. She recognized him as one of Killian's friends. She had seen him occasionally at college, always lingering with Killian's group. He had even visited the mansion once, but she had never interacted with him—Killian had strictly forbidden her from speaking to any man other than Aiden. There had been times when she caught Derek's gaze lingering on her, making her uncomfortable, but she had dismissed it as her imagination, overwhelmed by her senses. Now, she wished she had trusted her instincts. The man before her looked lethal, a predator ready to tear her apart and feast on her remains. "What are you doing? Leave me!" She shouted, struggling desperately against him. She tried to pull her wrist free from Derek's bruising grip but his hold was strong, and her efforts seemed futile against his strength. Derek's lips curled into a wicked smile as he watched her struggle and shout. "Keep shouting, Amara" he taunted, tightening his grip o

Amara lay unconscious on the hospital bed, an oxygen mask covering her face. If anything, it only made her condition even more pitfull. She looked fragile in every sense of the word. Despite being pregnant, she hadn't gained any weight; in fact, she seemed to have lost more. Her once full cheeks were now hollow after just three days of unconsciousness, her cheekbones sharply prominent. For someone carrying a child, she resembled a child herself—one in desperate need of protection from the world and to be treasured. Killian stared at her unconscious form, his gaze unwavering. For the past three days, he hadn't left her side, no matter what emergencies arose. Since the assault, something inside him had snapped, leaving him irrevocably changed. A gut-wrenching feeling seized him every time he imagined what she had endured at the hands of Derek and Richard—and especially because of him.It felt like a slap in the face.He was the one responsible for her greatest nightmare, the source of

At ten in the morning, the sun shone brightly, spreading its warmth everywhere. The air was filled with the joyful sounds of children's laughter. Young kids played together, while teenagers gathered in small groups, busy among themselves. The scene seemed to radiate life, love, and happiness.Yet, beneath this cheerful facade lay a harsher reality. This was an orphanage, home to children discarded by their parents as though their lives had no value. These children shared a common connection between them- they were seen as the products of sin by the world. Born from teenage pregnancies, assault and rape, or adultery, their parents could not—or would not—keep them. These children were hidden away from the world, for they are the darkest of sin. Abandoned on the orphanage's doorstep, they were left to grow up in darkness. Killian stared at the orphanage in front of him. It was the very place where Amara had been abandoned, where she had grown up without any parental support. The orphan

Amara stared out the window, clad in a plain hospital dress. It had been two days since she woke up, and somewhere deep in her heart, she regretted it. Being in a coma had shielded her from the brutality and cruelty of reality. In that unconscious state, she had been safe and at peace, far removed from the harshness of the world. "Amara." A gentle voice called her name, and she turned to find Mary standing beside her. Mary stepped closer, her hand gently caressing Amara's head. The warmth from her touch made Amara close her eyes, and fresh tears welled up, overwhelmed by a rush of emotions. This wasn't how she had envisioned meeting Mary again. She had hoped to complete her degree, secure a good job, and greet Mary with a smile. Instead, she was in a hospital, pregnant with a baby she didn't want, meeting Mary with a broken look on her face. Was this her fate? To live a life wherein she was broken and forced into circumstances beyond her control? Mary's eyes filled with concer

Alejandro strolled into the garden, a charming smile spreading across his face as he came right after jogging. "I didn't know you like to sit in the garden in the morning and spend time with nature." Amara looked up and passed him a small smile. "I felt like having fresh air. The room was suffocating me."Alejandro nodded in understanding and took a seat next to her on the bench. Opening the water bottle he was carrying, he drank from it thirstily, savouring the cool of the water. A week had passed since she came back into the mansion, and a week of Killian trying to make things better between them. She didn't know what had changed him, but his affection and care felt more suffocating and poisonous than his coldness and hatred toward her. Surprisingly, Lucas had warmed up to Killian and even preferred to stay with him if she was not around. Elijah, fortunately, hadn't tried anything yet, but she feared it was only a momentary calmness."How's my champ doing?" Alejandro asked, his ey