All Chapters of mate or love?: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

EmmaElijah looked at me with an intense gaze, and I tried desperately to make him trust me.“Elijah, I’m not lying. I swear I’m not missing him! He keeps coming to me—he’s haunting me, playing games with my mind, trying to drive us apart.”Elijah took a deep breath and exhaled sharply. “That’s enough. We’re going back home.” He turned away, but I grabbed his hand, my voice trembling.“Don’t you love me? Why won’t you trust me?” My heart ached as I looked into his eyes, pleading.“I do love you. That’s why I care about you,” he said softly. “But I think you’re hallucinating. We need to see a doctor.”“I’m not hallucinating!” I cried out, my legs giving way as I collapsed onto the floor, sobbing. “I’m not crazy. I’m not lying. Please, Elijah, please believe me.”Elijah's expression softened with sympathy as he knelt beside me and pulled me into his arms. “It’s okay. Nothing bad happened. I know where we come from, I know you’ve been through a lot, but we’re starting a new life. You hav

Emma"Hey, baby girl, were you looking for me?"I froze the moment I saw Danish standing in front of me. My entire body stiffened as I took in his presence. He was fully dressed, his piercing gaze locked onto mine. For a moment, I couldn’t move—I felt paralyzed, stuck in place.Then, a shiver ran down my spine. My body trembled as I was about to collapse but he held me into his arms, my voice barely a whisper. "What… what are you doing here?"He stood there, unwavering, his expression unreadable. "I'm here to take you back," he said firmly.I shook my head in immediate refusal. "No… I won’t go with you."A slow, knowing smile spread across his lips "But my love who is going to save you" he has a cocky smile on his face. I looked around in panic and i was all alone.I take a step back but he caught me in his arms and whispered dangerously in my ear "My love, nobody is going to save you from me"I struggled in his arms and said "Elijah will kill you, you just wait and watch" I try to

EmmaThe girl collapsed into Elijah’s arms, and I stared at him, unsure of what to do. "What should we do with her?" I asked.Elijah met my gaze and hesitated. "Do we need to take her home?" he mused.I didn’t know either, but the idea of leaving her there didn’t sit right with me. "How can we just abandon a woman in the middle of the road?"Without another word, Elijah picked her up in his arms, carried her to the back seat, and gently laid her down. He then got into the driver's seat, and I followed, settling into the passenger side. The car was eerily silent as we drove through the night.Before long, we arrived at our house. Elijah carried the unconscious woman inside, cradling her protectively in his arms. Watching him stirred something within me—an unfamiliar jealousy gnawed at my insides. He took her to the guest room and carefully laid her on the bed.I stood there, staring at her. There was something eerily familiar about her face, but I couldn’t place where I had seen her be

EmmaI looked at Elijah in shock, my expression filled with disbelief. He, however, maintained a calm demeanor, giving me a reassuring look before turning to Isha and saying, "You can stay here until we find a safe place for you to live."Tears welled up in Isha’s eyes as she hugged him tightly. "Thank you! Thank you so much for believing me. I promise I won’t be a burden. I’ll stay in a corner—you won’t even know I’m here."Watching her cling to my husband ignited an unsettling feeling inside me, but I chose to stay silent. Instead, I forced a smile and said, "You should rest. I’ll send breakfast for you." Then, turning to Elijah, I added, "I need to talk to you. Please come with me."As soon as we stepped out of the room, I turned to Elijah, my voice laced with frustration. "What the hell was that? How could you allow a stranger to stay in our home?"Elijah sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Did you even look at her condition, Emma? She was terrified, on the verge of a panic

EmmaI groaned in frustration and looked at Elijah "What is wrong with this girl?"Elijah looked concerned "I think she’s in trouble."Another knock sounded at the door, followed by a desperate voice "Please! Please open the door! Help me!"Elijah immediately got up, grabbing his clothes. I quickly did the same, my frustration growing. "Elijah, this doesn’t feel right."He cupped my cheek, his voice calm. "Baby, she’s just a little girl. A lot has happened in her life. She might be feeling scared—it’s okay."His words soothed me a little, but my unease remained. Elijah walked to the door and opened it. As soon as he did, Isha threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly. A pang of insecurity hit me, and I clenched my fists.Elijah gently pulled back and looked at her. "Isha, are you okay? Tell me what happened."Her teary eyes shimmered as she sniffled. "I... I was sleeping in my room when I heard strange noises. It was terrifying... I felt like something was there. I got so scare