All Chapters of WHILE I BURN FOR YOU: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHAPTER 11- AUNT MAGGIEZAHRA'S POVI walked out of the Kashem estate gates to meet Dashiell who stood outside, leaning on the door to his luxurious, black Chevrolet Corvette C8, and waiting patiently for me.Our eyes locked as I began to saunter over to him, my black stiletto heels making a crunching sound on the tarred road. I swayed my hips unknowingly, allowing my long wavy hair that cascaded down my back to bounce up and down. I wore a tight, white dress that hugged my curves in the right places, the chest part pushed up my large breasts, and the high slit on the dress revealed my toned legs.Dashiell didn't take his eyes off me for one second. His eyes scanned my every move like a hawk waiting for mother hen to leave her chicks and go search for food."Good evening," I mumbled shyly, trying to avert his gaze. In response, he nodded his head and asked me to get inside the car.I looked gorgeous facially, but I was screaming inside my head at how embarrassing what just happened w

CHAPTER 13: YOU ARE ON YOUR OWNI leaned into the lounge chair on the balcony that led to my room. My mind was wallowing up my self-confidence as I thought of how I embarrassed myself in front of Dashiell.But, how could he say that we were nothing to each other? It's not as though I expected him to say we were more than friends, but the least he could have told Maggie was that we were business partners. I heaved a sigh and walked towards the strong, white railing, and started to overlook the estate's surroundings."Soon, all these will be yours," I heard a familiar voice say from behind me, startling me and bringing me back to the present. I turned around to find Malek smiling at me like he had just seen his favorite basketball team win the game.I put my hands on my waist and raised an eyebrow, "Excuse you? What's your deal, Malek?" I watched as he started to walk toward me, he took out a paper from his pocket and stretched it toward me. I eyed the piece of paper before collecting

CHAPTER 15: MALEK'S DEATHDASHIELL BLACKWOOD'S POV The smell of fresh cigarettes filled my nose once again as I tossed the phone to the nearby leather couch after getting off the call with Zahra.That insolent little bitch, Zahra Eres. How could she break off a plan that we shared a mutual understanding over a trivial matter? How could she be so immature? I got up and paced around my dimly lit study, which was draped with thick brown curtains, and designed with posh, black-leathered chairs.I looked towards Gotham who stood by my study door and waved him to come forward. "Get me another bottle of alcohol, and bring my new sports car around," Gotham looked surprised at my order, his eyes gleaming with suspicion, "Should I tail right behind you, sir?" He asked, but I shook my head to say no."Don't follow me," I answered, my voice laced with venom.*************I swerved left with one hand on the steering wheel and the other clutching a glass of Italian rum as I pulled over at t

CHAPTER 17: TILL MORNING I could feel Mrs Wilson's eyes on me from the start of dinner till the end, but I tried to avoid meeting her eyes. What Dashiell did was so embarrassing for me to want to share, but I guess she saw everything so there was no need to hide anything. The atmosphere was getting tense with no one but us here as the heavy rain had prevented her husband and my son from coming home."Are you okay now dear?" Mrs Wilson asked, placing her palm over mine.I forced a smile, "Yeah, I'm okay," I replied and the air became tense again."I feel bad seeing you like this after witnessing what happened outside, and I won't say anything to support what he did but what I will say is that Mr Blackwood didn't have an easy childhood, and what he had gone through contributed to the emotional wall which he built around himself,""Well, he wasn't the only one who had a hard childhood," I muttered under my breath, unconsciously rolling my eyes.Mrs Wilson smiled, her eyes softening b

CHAPTER 19: LIAR! I tightened the thin strap on my orange, knee-length gown as I walked through Mrs Wilson's opened door. A smile spread on my lips as I looked back and saw her and Mr Wilson waving through the open window that overlooked her freshly mowed lawn.I soon turned around to face Dashiell who was leaning on his navy blue Cadillac car, and dressed in an all black suit. It had been two weeks since Dashiell allowed me to give an order that my father and brother should be killed, and since then, I haven't spent an hour apart from happiness and joy. Every day after that, Dashiell usually came to have dinner with us at the house, and sometimes he would stay the night. My heart was full of joy as I started to give second thoughts toward him liking me. After all, the whole Malek issue was over, and I had already signed the inheritance papers to allow my son to be in charge of the entire Kashem empire, and finally, everything felt like it was in place.Last night, Dashiell call