All Chapters of My Enemy Is My Lover : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Rosa's POVBrian made me apologise, and I could not shake it off. His words became an unwanted thought, getting louder every hour: “Sorry. My feelings got in the way of my vision. I was left wondering why his apology affected me so much. For a while, I thought I had escaped the bullet. I had shut him down, but his determination felt like a hurricane I couldn't dodge. Maybe he sounded more sincere when he apologized—or maybe because deep inside I knew it was no longer about the apology. It was more than that. He was doing everything to make me doubt everything.I was so sure that I had dodged a bullet at telling him I was married, but now bubble of confidence seemed to have burst and the ground was slipping away. Just when I thought I had it under control what Brian would do forced me to question everything. The way he looked at me, the way he spoke — it was almost like an emotional scalpel. What disturbed me even more was how effortlessly he did it, forcing his seed into my brain wher

Brian's POVI had been close — so close to actually beating Rosa. She was mine, almost completely under my thumb. The sedative in her drink having taken effect throughout the night. I could sense the balance of power tilting, her resistance weakening each minute that passed. The keen edge that Rosa held, the strength in her eye was vanishing. She was losing a grip on everything that mattered to me, slowly reducing to the fog into which I could guide her.With anticipation, the tense in my body knotted tighter. This was it. It would have been over as soon as I got her into my bed, as soon as I convinced her that she needed me. She would forget that James existed, forget whatever doubts she may have had about herself, and she would be mine. I did not work too long and too hard for this moment to do anything but come true.As we walked through my dark hallway, the tension in the air. My plan had slowly unfolded before me, and I could feel the weight of it. It was too easy now. All I had

James’s POVRosa closed her eyes again, and the sight of her body quaking made my heart race. The sedative they had made her take was still seeping too deep into her blood, and I inhaled the stench of terror around me. As her breaths shallow and heart raced, nothing could ease the queasiness twisting in my gut.I started to sense her slip away from me, and I simply could not lose Jani. Not now. Not when I had just rescued her from the edge of whatever sick game Brian was playing.I dialed the hospital, still shaking as I yanked my phone out of my pocket. After two rings, a breathless voice picked up."James, what's happening? Is Rosa okay?" It was her old head physician, Dr. Harris. He was even-toned, but could just as easily been anxious. Something inside of me needed to hear his voice."She's. Her voice trembling with anxiety I said, "No.. she is losing it" The tranquilizer… it’s spreading. What can I do?"The silence on the other end seemed to drag for decades. And then we heard Dr

James’s POVRosa was at the breaking point of Brian's sick little game. Here was the man I had trusted--the one whom I'd once considered a professional acquaintance; now nothing more than a predator, cloaked in charisma and fabrications. Ways that I had not even yet fully grasped he was using against little Rosa — until it was almost too late. The reality of what he had done settled on my chest, and the fire in my gut roared higher with each passing second.I couldn’t let this go. I would not let him fade away to hide in the dark and never have to pay for what he had done Not when it had almost taken me the girl I loved. Not after the price she had paid. He had gotten away with far too much and I would see to it that he would pay.Beside Rosa in the police station's small conference room, fingers intertwined, I could feel her heart racing beneath my palm. Her hand was warm, but I could still feel the shiver of terror hanging in her bones. She had long since expunged the sedative Brian

James’s POVThe courthouse stood in the distance, its imposing columns and chill stone façade echoing the weight of what they contained inside. It stood breathing the tension of the day and Rosa held my hand tightly as we walked up to the building. Normally, there was an unshakeable calm about her; as she spoke to me, I felt a flutter in her fingers.When I looked down, there were her green eyes. Shining with a combination of fear and venom. Today she was not simply entering a courtroom. Now, she was walking into the final confrontation with the one person who took too much from her.“Are you ready?” Whatever happened between you and him, I asked in a low voice.She nodded, her lips pinched together. “I have to be, she replied, her voice tinged with a vulnerability that rarely made itself known.We walked through the huge double doors and into a hive of activity. There were murmurs throughout the courtroom and papers rustling, the snap of a camera on occasion. Reporters stood in a bac