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Author’s POVShe wiped the lone tear and looked down at Colt.Colt was looking at her with a pout. “Did I make you cry?” He asked in his baby voice and Elena hugged him tighter. She tried to compose herself and looked at him after wiping her tears.“You can never make me cry. You always make me happy.” She spoke and summoned him and Elle in. The baked bread was lying on the countertop. Elena had laid a cube of bitter on it which was slowly melting. The waft of fresh bread was filling the kitchen.“Wow, You made the bread.”Colt ran to it, and Elena ran after him. “Careful, it’s just been out of the oven.” She took him up in her arms and made him sit on the small chair she had gotten for him.Elle looked around. The place was simple, cozy, and nice. There was not a hint of any extravagance in it. The children’s book was lying on top of the table, and she smiled looking at the romance novels.She had a fair idea what Elena must be thinking. But she was here out of curiosity and nothing
Elena’s POVIt had been two days since Elle’s visit and Elena was quite disturbed. She didn’t know if she was right or wrong. Elle has been a good friend and even though she was here, she was here for Elena and not Aslan. But Elena’s past had taught her something. She could never trust anyone. She was wary of Elle, who had been nothing but kind to her in the past.Life had done wrong by Elena. The desire for a perfect family had led her to believe that she was supposed to sacrifice and do whatever she could, but it was not true. It takes two to make a family, to build trust, and then establish the monument of a family for a lifetime. Both John and Aslan failed her in this department. Both of them were douchebags. The worst part was that she had forgiven John, but she was finding it hard to forgive Aslan, because somewhere along the line, she had started beliving him. She had believed that he will change, that maybe he loved her, and she could do the same. But alas! Men are nothign but
Author’s POV It was a dark room, somewhere in a basement.Two men were waiting for their master. One of them was a bald one with a beard, and the second one had scratchy beard with a cut on his neck. The bald man was eating his tuna sandwich as if he was an animal. The man with the scratchy beard had his eyes set on the unconscious figure. Even in her loose dress, he could see her curves and he was excited.“Watchu think? The chick is loaded?”The bald man chewed slowly while looking at her and spoke, “She must be. No one would kidnap a tramp, I guess.”“they might, for her body. I think she’ll make a nice whore. I can bet she has a nice pussy.”Both men chuckled. The bearded man stood up and filled up the bucket in the corner. He stood above her unconscious body and poured it down over her. He wanted to see her face. Her picture had been a nice one.Elena screamed as cold water hit her. It was icy and she was sore. Her hands were tied behind her back. There was a black cloth on her
Author’s POVAslan witnessed how she tried to run and fell as the chains tightened around her ankles. When she opened her mouth and looked at him, his dick sprang up. Her soft, velvety voice was doing things to him. He wanted her so bad that he didn’t know how he lived these days without her.“So, you remember my name, huh?” And he crouched low to sit in front of her.When he crouched to her level, she saw a different man. His hair was long and were tied behind his head in a small pony, long, sexy beard was adorning his face, his top two shirt buttons were undone, and he was not wearing his tie as usual, but apart from his appearance, the most dangerous thing was his eyes. Those blue eyes were as cold as ice, and she could feel their chill seeping into her bones as he looked at her with hate.He saw her helpless state and her quivering bottom lip. He so wanted to lick that lip and bite it and make her moan, but he will play. There will be plenty of time at home to discover that beauti
Author’s POVWhen the car stopped in front of the salon she used to come before running away, her throat burnt. She remembered how Aslan had made her take hair spa here once because she had said it jokingly that her hair was feeling rough. She stepped out and Sean motioned her to walk ahead.Lisa smiled at her as she recognized Elena. She immediately guided her staff to take care of Elena and inquired about her life. Elena was so embarrassed. She knew she will have to face these questions for quite some while now.When the girl was doing mani-pedi, Elena’s thoughts traveled to the only person they always used to. The way Aslan had killed that man, Elena was thinking that she was nothing but a sacrificial lamb. Today or tomorrow, he will take his revenge. He will kill her just like he had killed that man.His appearance, his cold eyes, and his menacing tone had already told her that he was not just a changed man, but he was scarier and ruthless than before, the way he threatened to kil
Author’s POV“You know the last time I had entered this room, it was decorated the same way, with beautiful flowers. Those flowers were just like my love. And these thorns are just like you. I gave you flowers, and you turned them into thorns. You made me what I am, Elena.” Elena’s eyes were pricking with tears.He kissed her neck and spoke, “Welcome back home, darling.”She was stunned to hear his words. She was trembling now. And he didn’t care.He left her and walked ahead. She heard the thorns breaking under his shoes, but he was oblivious.“Can you count these for me, Elena?” He asked. The room was looking hideous even to him.“No.” She replied as tears spilled from her golden eyes.“Exactly. This is how many times my heart has been pricked whenever I thought about the day which could be the luckiest day of my life, the day I would have married you and made you mine.” He turned to her and she saw tears in his eyes. Her heart broke. It was the first time she had seen tears in his
Elena’s POV“You are such a lying prick, Aslan. He came for me. He came back for me. But you are the one, who bought me. You placed a price on my head and negotiated like the businessman you are, and you dealt me like just another deal of yours. You bought me, Aslan Fucking Parker. And not just once, you did it twice. For you I was nothing. I am nothing. Nothing but a bought object, a lost bet.”Tears were streaming down her face. She knew Aslan was confused but he must understand it now. She was not his and she knew everything.“What do you mean?” He asked after a while.“I know John came for me and you bought me from him. How much did yoou pay for me, huh? Forty thousand dollars? That's how much I meant for you, right?”*Flashback Starts*There were only two days remaining in their wedding and Elena was hyperventilating. She was here for cake tasting and she couldn’t choose from all the flavors. There are so many factors to consider.Aslan was allergic of pineapples.She didn’t like
Author’s POVAslan stood there and listened to her dumbfounded. What else he could do? She was right. She was saying the truth. He had paid for her. But she was wrong in believing that she was just a lost bet for him. He was ready to part with his entire wealth if it meant having her for the rest of his life.He could see her getting away from him. He couldn’t let that happen.“Deny it.” She said venomously. Looking at his face, she knew that he knew that she knew and now he also knew that after knowing, she was not going to stay with him.“No. I won’t.” He mustered up his courage and said those words. He won't lie or play games anymore. He wanted this woman and if it meant truth, even if it makes him a devil, he will be the devil.“So, you agree that you bought me.” Angry tears fell from her eyes. He was the one man in this world, from whom she had expected protection, but he was the one who had destroyed her. “Why?” Her throat was choking now. Somewhere in her heart, she had develop