All Chapters of WHILE I BURN FOR YOU: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

CHAPTER 62: DETOURZahra's Pov The hum of the private jet was calm as we headed back to LA. Thankfully, Dashiell recovered in less than two weeks, which gave us plenty of time to shop for Italian itineraries and their luxurious accessories.Leaning back on my seat, I flipped lazily through one of my favorite magazines, my entire focus on the women draped in beautiful Italian fur coats and jewelry. Dashiell sat across from me, tapping on the keys of his laptop as he had unfinished work to handle. Adela sat quietly, her head buried into a newspaper as usual, nothing much except for the short image that plastered in my mind of her coming to Dashiell's Italian mansion to beg that she only had good intentions in wanting to be godmother. He had no intention of punishing her, nor did he give her a letter with a red stamp. I turned another page of the magazine and furrowed my eyebrows as something thin and heavy slid out from between the glossy sheets, falling onto my lap with a quiet thu

CHAPTER 64: MINA AL ARABZahra's Pov The quiet hum of the jet echoed in the cabin as we made our way toward Ras Al Khaimah. And I felt the tension in my body tighten even more as the pilot's voice sounded through the intercom that we were going to land in less than forty minutes.What made me even more tense was the fact that I was getting roped into something that I wasn't even a part of. I mean, my father set up a trust fund and built empires for my brothers while they were still very young, but because I was a girl, my father gave me nothing.In his words, he said, "Nothing for you, whore. When you are sixteen you're going to get married to Malek Kashem and I don't want any of my hard-earned money to sit in his pot-belly." I wouldn't want to imagine what would have happened if my mother gave birth to five daughters instead of four sons and one daughter. Dashiell sat across from me, scanning through emails on his phone. His expression, sharp and serious. "Ali's team purposely

CHAPTER 66: TROUBLE O'CLOCKZahra's PovDashiell and I walked through the glass doors of Carlton hotel in Mina Al Arab. The cool air from the lobby enveloped me, allowing me to feel a little better about everything that had transpired earlier.I glanced at him, hoping to maybe read his mind through his hardened facial expression. He wasn't this stuck up a few minutes before Joel showed up, and now I had a strange feeling that this whole cold shoulder thing had something to do with Joel.We reached the elevator, and the silence between us felt like it was going to choke me. As we ascended to our suite, I turned to him. "What is wrong with you? You have been awfully quiet since we saw that fool, Joel."He sighed, his gaze dropping to the floor before meeting mine. "It's nothing...I just realized a lot of things," he paused. "We should have never come to the UAE."I swallowed thickly, still searching his eyes for a clearer response.We entered the suite and it was beyond magnificent. Th

CHAPTER 68: FINIR?Dashiell's PovThe metallic scent of blood still lingered in the air, thick and suffocating as Saba's sickening smile hovered above Joel's bruised face. But even with the ax in her hand, I still remained unfazed.Zahra and I stood in the doorway, our stance calm, but we still held our guns pointed toward her.Just then, about six armed men stepped out of the shadows and stood behind Saba."You are late, Godfather," Saba taunted, tapping the ax lightly against Joel's shoulder. "I have already won."I slowly tucked my gun in my pocket, motioning to Zahra to still hold hers. Stepping forward, I let out a small, almost pitying chuckle. "Won?" I said, my voice laced with sarcasm." You have no idea."Saba's expression faltered slightly as my eyes bore into her, unblinking, unflinching. Joel, who was barely unconscious, lifted his head enough to look at me, more blood trickling down his forehead. "Saba, don't be a coward," Joel rasped breathlessly. "Kill me and finish wh

CHAPTER 70: CÍRCULO DEL DIABLO (Devil's Circle)ZAHRA'S POVThe evening air was unusually still as Dashiell and I prepared to head to Lisa's birthday party. Images flashed in my head of yesterday when I received her invitation. I didn't want to go, but when I saw that I could bring a plus one, I immediately pitched it to Dashiell, who was hesitant at first, but agreed.We were in Dashiell's study, just about to leave for the party when he got off the phone with Gotham and Blazer. They would be at the party too, blending in with the crowd but keeping an eye on everyone there. "I don't trust her," Dashiell said, his tone low, pulling me closer as we stood near the door."Neither do I," I replied, smoothening the sleek black dress I had chosen for tonight. "But something about her seems...I don't know, magnetic. She's facially attractive and also has an attractive mannerism. I'm very curious to know more about her.""You're always curious." Dashiell smirked, brushing a strand of hair b