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Rara let out an audible groan, the pain radiating through every fibre of her being. The aftermath of whatever had happened was now taking its toll on her, leaving her in a state of bewildered confusion. Recollection seemed to evade her, as the details of how she ended up on the bed were a haze, lost in the abyss of her memory. Fatigue had engulfed her to the point where she had succumbed to a deep slumber, or perhaps it was more accurate to describe it as passing out due to exhaustion. As she struggled to piece together the events that led to her current predicament, the contrary juxtaposition of the soft comforter enveloping her body only served to intensify her discomfort. She became acutely aware of the roughness of the hands that lingered on her waist, their touch not matching the tender embrace one would expect from such a gentle fabric. The sensation of fingers digging into her curves, though soft in pressure, sent a jolt of panic coursing through her veins. The realization of
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The overwhelming sense of fear took hold of me, the moment was undeniably real, a tangible force seemed to constrict and trap me in its menacing grip. It was not simply an intangible emotion, but rather a physical sensation I could almost touch. As if an invisible hose were tightly wrung around my neck, the constriction of this invisible vice made it exceptionally challenging to draw in air.“Oh, is it now?” Killian’s raged voice cut through his words. “I told you killing him is out of option, Killian. There has to be some other way.” Alexei murmured. “Other way? What are we discussing? Making pies? It’s either kill or get killed. I don’t fucking care about your so-called tactics. In my head, there are two ways, and both of them involve blood and bullet.”“Killian.” I heard footsteps retreating, angry stomping down the hallway followed by Alexei’s growl. My blood ran cold. Each passing second intensified the unease and restlessness within me. The weight of this fear pressed heavily
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TWO YEARS ONE MONTH AGOThe moment was encapsulated in an eerie, palpable silence that reverberated through the air, echoing relentlessly in the depths of my ears. Each passing second seemed to stretch indefinitely, amplifying the extent of the trepidation devoured my every thought. As the lights flickered and emitted eerie clicks, I found myself devastated by a deep sense of fear—a fear so grand, so colossal, it surpassed my ability to contain and control it. I couldn't help but brace myself for the relentless onslaught of my deepest fears. It was as if they had plotted to embody themselves in very being, to finally confront and consume me, forever tainting the purity of my existence. Awaiting their arrival, my trembling hands betrayed my attempts to maintain composure, as if desperately seeking solace in an ephemeral display of strength.I seeked solace in prayer, desperately begging for a respite from the impending waves of panic. Wishing ferventl
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“Where’s Tobias?” As soon as Scarlett entered the room, hardly balancing a tray decorated with an assortment of delectable food, I couldn't help but feel my curiosity surface. The air was instantly flooded with a gentle yet captivating scent of warm and comforting porridge, skillfully intermingling with the soft breeze. It was as if the aroma had a life of its own, playfully captivating my senses, finding its way into my nostrils and enticing me with its enticing allure. Yet, despite being hungry, I couldn't bring myself to eat.As our eyes met, I couldn't help but notice the genuine concern that flickered within Scarlett's mesmerizing hazel orbs. They seemed almost ethereal, effortlessly reflecting a myriad of emotions, conveying a silent but heartfelt reassurance tailored solely for me. Her subtle smile, delicately curved on her lips, projected a silent message - an unspoken attempt to bring solace and appeasement to my restless thoughts.The room seemed to trans
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“Calm down…” Tobias was by my side for the rest of the evening. He was mad at Papa, but just like me, he was helpless. He insisted on joining us for dinner at The Orchard Hotels—one of the buildings that belong to Romanos. I was nervous, fidgeting with the hem of my short light-pink dress reaching barely above my knees. The full sleeves gave me an illusion of security, the bandages wrapped around my arm still scraping yet I kept my expressions unwavering. This wedding was going to happen, one way or another—Papa would make sure of that. I still hadn’t any idea why he wanted an alliance between Romano and Morris so desperately, but I didn’t want to be a pawn in his game. The terrace was booked exclusively for our families, with an enthralling city view and start night sky. The soft breeze danced past my hair, untangling the waves in the process. It wasn’t hard to locate Romanos. A surge of anticipation rushed through my veins when my eyes landed on a very familiar face—the face I wa
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“Ralph…” I started to back away, but Ralph pushed himself off the wall, his movements stilled me. I watched raptly as he closed off the distance between us. My chest rose and fell in shuddered breaths, goosebumps raising the lengths of my arms. “No, wait!” “You did not answered my texts.” As I stood there, transfixed by his mere presence, I couldn't help but be ensnared by the allure of his mysterious aura. His voice, a deep and resonant timbre, sent shivers down my spine, captivating me in its grasp. With every word that escaped his lips, it felt as though a vacuum had been created, drawing the very essence of my being towards him. The room seemed to grow dim, as if his darkness permeated the air, casting an intoxicating spell upon me.My breath hitched, almost as if it had been stolen away by an invisible force. It was as if the tenuous link between us, formed through the exchange of words and the undeniable chemistry between us, had caused a physical reaction w
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PRESENT DAY“What the fuck are you doing?”“Oh me, I’m making fuck off pie. With one cup of no one cares, two table spoons of kiss my ass, and pinch of blow me. Stir it up and shove it up your ass!” With a contemptuous expression carved on his face, Killian snarled in mockery as he deftly flipped the omelette on the sizzling frying pan.Alexei gently held me in his arms, carefully descending the grand staircase that led to the ground floor of the wealthy mansion.Upon reaching the bottom step, we entered the expansive living room, which sprawled grandiosely before my eyes. Its largeness seemed to intensify the air of affluence and intricacy that saturated every nook and cranny. Adorned with an open kitchen and boasting a colossal dining table, it was apparent that no expense had been spared in the design and furnishing of this luxurious space. The exquisite chairs that encircled the table, sufficient to accommodate a party of twelve, were meticulously crafted from African Blackwood, a
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“Rara? Rara!” Rara snapped out of her thoughts when she heard Killian snapping his fingers in front of her face to get her attention. She looked up from the plate and saw ‘her husband’ looking down at her with raised brow. His pale blue eyes glimmering with sharp with amusement. "You may look more pleasing all mute, Schmetterling, but it's honestly a bit creepy if you keep stabbing that poor egg..." Killian said with a amused grin. Rara’s hand froze as she looked down to find the egg being all scrambled on the plate, barely eaten. "What were you thinking, topolìno?” Ralph asked rubbing her thigh. Rara gulped. What was she even thinking? She stared blankly at the plate, pondering the question that kept swirling in her mind like a persistent whirlwind. What, in fact, was she even thinking? The answer eluded her, slipping through the cracks of her memory like elusive tendrils of smoke. The mere act of trying to recollect the exact thought that led her to this moment seemed almost futi
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