Romans de Blessed one

BIANCAI woke up with a sharp ache pounding in my head, my eyes blinking open slowly as I stared at the unfamiliar ceiling above me.The sheets beneath me were soft, the scent of the room fresh but unfamiliar.I sat up quickly, realizing I wasn’t in our bed back at the mansion.I looked down at my chest to see that my blouse was slightly unbuttoned, and panic surged through me.“What the hell happened?” I muttered, gripping my blouse tightly.I looked around the room in a daze.There were pictures on the wall, portraits of Noah and a young woman. They looked happy, years younger.“Oh…” I mumbled, holding my head tightly.I recalled last night with Noah, when he had to bring me home to his apartment to spend the night. The woman in the portrait had to be his missing sister, the one he talked about last night.The memories of our conversation started piecing themselves back together through the fog of my hangover.I gasped, my heart skipping.“Wait a minute…did something happen between

NOAH“My little sister,” I sighed. “She went missing five years ago. Just vanished. No calls. No notes. One minute we were talking about her applying to art school, the next… she was gone.”I paused my throat tightening.“I was on assignment far away when it happened, was told she left work and no one saw her thereafter. I blame myself for not being there.” I sighed. “Every moment since, I’ve tried to find her. Every clue leads to a dead end. Sometimes I wonder if she just doesn’t want to be found.. But Lucy wouldn’t do that to me. Not without a reason.” I nodded slowly.Bianca’s expression softened, her own pain briefly forgotten.“I’ve sat with families like mine, people who live in limbo. I’ve seen the way it eats them alive. Now I’m one of them.” I continued.She reached across the table and touched my hand gently.“I’m sorry Noah, this must be so hard,” she whispered.I nodded slightly, swallowing the lump in my throat. “I guess we’re both looking for something or someone. Just t

BIANCAMy heart pounded wildly as tears spilled down my face while I looked at Noah.“It’s okay, shh… It’s okay, Bianca,” he said softly, pulling me into his arms.“I’m here now. I won’t let anyone hurt you,” he whispered, holding me tight.After a while, Noah insisted we go back inside the club. He made it clear he wouldn’t let me leave until I felt better.I admired how much he cared for me, something I desperately wished Liam could do.“What’s wrong Bianca?” Noah asked as we settled at the club, his eyes shining brightly under the blinking lights.I glanced up to meet his gaze, then quickly looked away, blinking nervously.“You can trust me. I’m here to help,” he said softly, his calm voice easing some of my tension.“It’s my marriage,” I whispered, staring down at the bracelet on my wrist. “Or rather, my husband.” A faint, sad smile crossed my lips.I’d just been hurt by one man, and here I was, opening up to another.“I knew it!” Noah said suddenly, lightly tapping the table with

BIANCAMy knees weakened, and I felt the air leave my lungs.I stood there, frozen, as the weight of his accusation crushed me.“Liam… I swear, I never wanted her to lose the baby,” I finally managed to say, my voice shaking as I blinked back the tears. “It was never my intention.” I gave a small, helpless nod, hoping he would believe me.But Liam’s face hardened. His eyes burned red with rage as he pointed a sharp finger at me.“Now you listen to me, lady,” he snapped, his voice loud and harsh. “From the moment you came into our lives, you’ve been nothing but complete trouble. It’s been one major disaster after another. I’m fucking tired.” He yelled.I trembled at his words, my breath catching in my throat. Was this really Liam talking?The same man who once held me so close and promised to love me no matter what?He shook his head in disgust and hammered on.“From now on, this marriage goes back to what it was, a freaking lie!. Just a stupid damn show for the world to see. Nothing m

BIANCAI froze, heart pounding, staring at Kira as she rolled down the stairs screaming.“Liam, I didn’t do anything to her… she grabbed me and.. and..” I stammered, my voice shaking.“Enough, Bianca!” Liam snapped.“How could you come here and hurt Kira? I told you I was gonna handle this. How could you!”“Liam, she invited me… she..” I tried to explain, widening my eyes, but Kira’s screams cut me off.“Liam! I’m dying! My baby.. someone please help me!” She cried out in pain, clutching her stomach.Without another word, Liam ran to her, scoooping her up in his arms.He carried her bridal style, panic all over his face, and with one last resentful look at me he rushed out to his car.I stood there frozen in place, numb and breathless.This wasn’t real. It just couldn’t be, I said inwardly as I gasped.Kira had just set me up.She invited me over and lured Liam to witness her falling.Her threats and warnings, all started to make sense to me now.She had planned this. Kira was going t

BIANCA.I glanced down at my phone and saw a message from Kira:“Bianca, it’s me. We need to talk privately. I’ve got a proposition, one that keeps us all happy and you.. happily married.”My heart skipped.What could she possibly mean by that?I looked up at Mum, who was watching me closely. For a moment, I considered telling her the truth. But then I forced a smile.“It’s just Dannie, nothing serious.”Mum’s eyes narrowed with concern. “Are you sure, honey?”“Yes, mum. I’m sure,” I replied, my voice calm but my mind racing.As I slipped the phone into my bag, I knew I’d made up my mind.I was going to meet Kira.Whatever she had to say.I needed to hear it.I came up with a quick excuse and hurriedly left Mum at the house.My heart raced but I tried to stay calm.As soon as I got into my car, I texted Kira back, letting her know I was on my way. A few seconds later, a message popped up on my screen. An address, a home address.I paused for a moment, uneasy.Something about it did