All Chapters of Heir of Revenge: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Sad News.June 2, 2014.Without hesitation, Fathia ran through the school corridor. Drops of sweat had already started forming on her forehead. She didn't care. Her mind was solely focused on the principal's office. They said... someone was sent from her father's office.Since yesterday, she had been feeling restless. And until she finished breakfast, she hadn't received any news from the people she cared about. Usually, her older brother diligently contacted her whenever he had a chance. Ah, perhaps they were all busy with their own affairs.That's what Fathia tried to reassure herself with. She tried her best to concentrate on all the exams until... the call for her arrived.Her heart raced, and her eyes made sure once again that she was heading to the right place. Throughout her time at Bina Nusantara School, she had never set foot in this room. She only visited the teachers' room a few times, and that too with specific purposes. Delivering assignments and other instructions from h

February 14, 2015.Usually, on every 14th of February, when Fathia woke up in the morning, she would always do so with a smile on her face. She would greet everyone in the house, even the gardener, with a warm "good morning." She had a special prayer as she grew older each year, including today when she turned sixteen. But along with her birthday, the sadness of losing her parents and her sister lingered for eight months. The wound of that loss was still wide open. The excitement of welcoming her birthday had vanished. Often, a cloud of melancholy surrounded her, and if she suddenly remembered her mother, Fathia would burst into tears and hold tightly onto the family portrait.Just like today. It was cloudy when she woke up. She directed her steps towards her parents' bedroom. Everything was still the same. Nothing had changed. She remembered that when she felt scared during the night, she would sneak into their room. Even now, she still continued that habit even after changing into h

Fathia entered her home feeling wary. Three days had passed since the incident, and she was allowed to return home. She wanted to make sure with her own eyes that the three people who always accompanied her at home were all safe, except for Johan. According to Sebastian, he was hurt pretty badly in the arm.He protected Naomi and managed to make her run away, but he was eventually captured and held captive in a warehouse. Johan fought back, leading to his arm being injured by a long sharp object, leaving a scar. He was still receiving treatment at the hospital, and Fathia was extremely grateful that his condition was stable. Sebastian allowed Fathia to visit his house and then visit Johan in his hospital room later.When Naomi and Dennis saw Fathia, they embraced her while crying. They were afraid that something terrible would happen to their young miss. Naomi hugged and stared at Fathia repeatedly, as if in disbelief. Dennis also thanked Sebastian repeatedly for saving Fathia."I can

September 2017.Now eighteen years old, and a few months, Fathia didn't want to keep count. For her, her teenage years were starting to lead into adulthood. Many things changed in her, and she was quite surprised by the changes, including her height. Somehow, she felt taller. Or was it just her feeling?She was used to being watched from afar. Sebastian had a lot of business to attend to in the factory area, he said. Checking on the ongoing projects there. Fathia didn't mind trying to understand, but whenever she started asking about Sebastian and his work, he would pull away.Ah, perhaps he was getting further away from her. His messages were now short and infrequent. She received phone calls only occasionally, and she could count them on one hand in a week. Usually, Sebastian used to call her almost every day, especially at night, just to keep her company until she fell asleep. But now...She no longer felt any of that. Fathia felt that Sebastian was distancing himself from her. Lea

[2019]Calculating every move, Sebastian began unbuttoning his shirt. He didn't want to rush because he knew nothing could stop him. His eyes remained fixed on one point, the doll-like eyes of the woman who had taken off her clothes. He gazed at her with satisfaction, like a predator ready to pounce on its prey; Clara Jasson.He walked slowly, crawling onto the bed, maintaining that grin. Meanwhile, Clara welcomed him with delight, full of desire, and unwilling to shift her attention elsewhere. Today was the payoff for two weeks of waiting for Sebastian Sachdev's return. Without a single doubt, Clara swore that she would record in detail how their relationship would end.They wrestled with each other. Giving and receiving, until they both lost their sense of reason. Their breaths and suppressed groans became a harmonious melody, signaling how they worked this afternoon, with both consciousness and desire.Then, without realizing it, one loud cough disrupt