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Deception wore a mask of love, and I danced blindly to its sinister tune. -Unknown.|A L E E Z A|My eyes slowly fluttered open, and the sterile white surroundings of the hospital room greeted me. The first thing that came into focus was Kirill's face, his eyes filled with concern which is nothing but fake. Memories flooded back, and a heavy ache settled in my chest. His hand reached for mine, but the weight ofhis betrayal pressed on my heart."How are you feeling?" he asked, and I wanted to laugh bitterly at the irony of his caring tone.My head throbbed from the spice-induced aftermath. As I withdrew my hand, a flash of hurt crossed his face, but I couldn't bring myself to care.His voice, a soft whisper, "I am so sorry, Aleeza. I did not wanted any of this to happen." reached my ears, but I turned my head away, avoiding the fake sincerity in his eyes. Tears threatened to spill, and I couldn't let him witness my vulnerability again.
Tangled Desires Chapter 65
I can force the world to kneel down in front of my sister, and I can kneel down for her in front of the whole world. If that does not tell you about my love for my sister, nothing else will. -Unknown.|L O R E N Z O|As I sat in the dimly lit room, surrounded by the subtle hum of my empire's operations, I couldn't help but reflect on the intricate dance of chaos that defined my existence. The intricate web of power and influence that I had woven over the years wasn't built on order; it thrived on chaos, fear, and the unpredictable currents of the underworld. It's what made me the don of Italy, the orchestrator of clandestine movements that shaped the city's destiny.I learned from the best, my older brother and father, masters of the art of deception and power. They instilled in me the philosophy that chaos is not a force to be feared but a tool to be wielded. A tool that molds destinies and crushes opposition. In this world, where the lin
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But some people can't tell where it hurts. They can't calm down. They can't ever stop howling. -Margaret Atwood.|A L E E Z A|In the dim light, the room revealed itself slowly—its worn-out walls, a flickering bulb casting feeble shadows, and a persistent chill that whispered of the lingering despair it held. As my senses adjusted, the recognition hit me with the force of a cruel revelation. This was the same room, the same haunting chamber where I had been trapped eight years ago as a frightened fifteen-year-old.The ropes, etched into my skin, seemed to symbolize an unbroken thread connecting my past to the present. A shiver ran down my spine as I traced the itchy texture of my confinement. Memories, once buried deep, surged forward, and the room felt like a stage for the revival of my darkest nightmares.The question lingered, unspoken but echoing within the confines of the space – why was I back here? The air was thick with a chilling silence, br
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The responsibility of love is to keep another's heart safe. And, I failed. I failed in loving her. -Unknown. |K I R I L L|The roar of the jet engines echoed my frustration as I flew back to Russia, anger boiling within me like a tempest. My father's betrayal felt like a scorching flame, fueled by the revelation that he had orchestrated Aleeza's torment.I can not even imagine the torture she must have to go through. Ivan told me how her brothers were forced to kneel for the sake of her protection. I do not care about them. I can give a flying fuck about them. But I can not sit still about it because Aleeza thinks of her brothers like some sort of gods. Maybe to her, they are. From what I know, she was raised and protected by her brothers. After giving her birth, her parents were not really active in parenting. It was her brothers who filled the role of parents in her life. The sight of Aleeza, broken and vulnerable, and the haunting i
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I turned your words into a vision of trust. Perhaps, my very habit led to my demise. -Unknown. |A L E E Z A|The air hung heavy with tension as I watched my brothers, guns drawn, confronting Kirill. Despite the searing ache his betrayal had left, the idea of him facing their wrath stirred an unexpected turmoil within me. I couldn't fathom the thought of him dying, not at the hands of my brothers, not in my homeland.He might be playing with my feelings bit every inch of my body yearns for him, it still does, however selfish and foolish it sounds. I am still aware of his presence and his smell is still fresh in my head. He, with his all and everything is etched into my mind. How can I let him die? Let him die at the hands of my brother? I can not. I can not stand here and watch him, getting shoot because he is stupid enough to trespass in our country, even after knowing well that it is against the treaty. I can not witness his blood,
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And, between all the misunderstandings the line between the truth and the lies blurred. -Unknown. |A L E E Z A|The breakfast table served as a stage for our daily performance of familial normalcy. I draped myself in a full-sleeved top, a feeble attempt to conceal the secret beneath.I sensed Lorenzo's watchful gaze. "Full sleeves in this weather?" he queried. A forced smile played on my lips as I replied, "Just felt like wearing it."An unspoken agreement lingered in the air, urging everyone to avoid delving deeper into the complexities veiled by my seemingly mundane choice.Yet, for me, each day was an unspoken battle. The small cut that marked the beginning had evolved into a clandestine ritual—a silent plea for respite from the storm within. I had a cut on my wrist for every night, when I begged to sleep without pain and requested the almighty above to help me, to save me. But when nothing helped me, I helped myself in The way tha
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It was not supposed to end like this. It was supposed to be a beginning of our story. -Unknown. |K I R I L L|The room seemed to constrict around me as I took in the sight of her bandaged arm – an inadvertent canvas of her silent suffering. Each wound, a stark reminder of the pain she had chosen to bear. My gaze lingered, tracing the contours of her hurt etched into her delicate skin.As she recoiled from my touch, an impenetrable distance yawned between us. Her words, a heavy verdict, hung in the air, condemning me for the betrayal she believed I'd committed. The truth, fragile and earnest, seemed elusive, slipping through my grasp like sand through fingers.Desperation clawed at my throat as I sought to bridge the emotional chasm. Her guarded skepticism stood as an impenetrable fortress, and the question that hung between us – "What if you're lying again?" – echoed the haunting specter of doubt.My plea, a trembling admission of wi
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The pain of this separation, who else can truly fathom? Only one whose heart has burned with the flames of agony can comprehend the anguish within. -Unknown. |A L E E Z A|The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the room. As I stirred awake, I reached out instinctively to the other side of the bed, only to find it empty and cold. Panic surged through me, and I sat up abruptly, scanning the room for any sign of him. Desperation fueled my actions as I checked the bathroom and every corner of the room, but he was nowhere to be found.The realization hit me like a wave, crashing against the shores of my heart. He had left. The emptiness in the room mirrored the void that now consumed me. I refused to believe it, clinging to the hope that maybe he was just in another room or perhaps getting breakfast. But deep down, I knew.My eyes fell upon a paper, neatly tucked under the paperweight on my side table. Hastily,
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