All Chapters of Darkest Desires: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

VLADIMIRNo.I can't kick Yvonne out of my life just like that. That was the first thought that came to mind when I woke up the next morning.She's been in danger ever since I married her. Leon is dead, but the list of people who want me to fail or die is endless. She'd been kidnapped and almost died twice in a row.The least I could do was ensure her safety after we parted ways. I still haven't found her mother, and I'm not sure whether Leon was the one who was using her against me. I need to get her out of Yvonne's way. I need to make up for dragging her into my mess.Once I'm sure she'd be safe on her own, perhaps I'd be relieved to let her go."Good morning," Cora greeted me when he saw me emerging into the dining room.Yvonne who was sitting at the dining table seemed to freeze when she sensed my presence. I swear I saw her almost jump out of her seat when she heard my footsteps."Morning," I grumbled. And that's when she slowly turned her head to look at me."H-hi," she mumbled,

YVONNEEverything is falling into place. Well, except for my life. Project Eve is already so close to reality. But even if it's not fully done, we are already helping women who were victims of different kinds of abuse. Not only the women Vladimir saved from the ring but also others who sought help from the LGC foundation.I'm back to work. I'm not sure until when I can keep this position, so I am trying to make the most out of it. If possible, I wanted to make sure everything is set for the shelter before I leave."Are you done with the interviews?" Dave asked when he knocked into my office.If I have time, I personally talk to the victims to assess what kind of help they need. It felt good knowing that I was doing something right. Talking to them also gives me some sort of healing from what I had gone through in the past.It was freeing and humbling at the same time. Unfortunately, I am not alone in my misery. Some girls even went through worse."I'm done for today," I answered. "Wh

YVONNE "What did you just say?" Vladimir frowned, looking at me like I had grown two more heads. We were having dinner that night. I'd been wanting to tell him about my decision since yesterday but he didn't come home last night. I clenched my hands and willed myself to speak. "I want... a divorce," I repeated in a slightly louder voice while holding his gaze. I may not be in the position to ask for it, but I'm so tired of keeping myself in the dark. I can't keep on waiting for him to get tired of me and finally decide to kick me out of his life. I don't even know why he's still keeping me as his contract wife. He could have gotten rid of me the moment Riva turned out alive. Is he using me as a front? Apparently, he's living a more dangerous life than I originally thought. He has enemies. Enemies who wanted to bring him down. And they will stop at nothing. Just like Leon who used her own daughter for his benefit... Who knows when his life or anyone around him will be endangered a

VLADIMIR"Dad also paid the doctor at the party who tried to revive me. Actually, he's not even a real doctor," she said as if that was enough to make me fully understand what had happened back then."He also had accomplices in the hospital where my body was brought in."It was too much. I feel like my head is about to explode any moment now. Everything comes back to me. I was too devastated to even notice anything odd happening."They were the ones who declared my death. Then they took my body to the morgue where they switched it into a wax figure."What the actual fuck? Is that even possible?!I gritted my teeth. They played it so well that I never suspected anything! After being sent to the morgue, the next time I saw her body, she was already inside the coffin.It all happened so fast. I was broken, I couldn't even look at her. I blamed myself for what happened and now she's telling me that everything was a charade?!My fists clenched tightly. I wanted to punch someone. I can imag

YVONNEMy footsteps were heavy. I felt like dragging my feet on the floor as I walked back to the penthouse. I just came home from the foundation feeling exhausted from a day's work. I pressed the pad of my index finger on the scanner. Every day, I am half expecting my access to the penthouse to be gone. I imagine pressing my finger on it, but it won't open. Or an alarm to go off for unauthorized use.Perhaps it will happen, but not today. The door opened and I let myself in. The whole unit was eerily quiet just like the past few days.Cora is usually gone whenever I return from work. I'm not used to it but I have no choice. I should consider this as practice. Once the divorce is settled, I would be coming home to an empty house every day just like this. Not the penthouse, of course. I obviously can't afford it."You're late."I gasped and almost jumped when I heard Vladimir's voice. I thought I was just hearing things, but there he was, sitting on the couch with a glass of alcohol i