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Chapter 52- The leap
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Athena Chapter 53- Out of pity?
A few days earlier… Athena walked into the kitchen to get some water and spotted the woman that was like another mother to her, “Miss. Claudia,” she jumped and hugged her from the back. Claudia smiled, turned around, and responded to Athena’s hug, “How are you, Thena?” Claudia smiled with affection. “Alive and kicking,” the girl hopped on the counter and grabbed an apple. Claudia pressed her lips into a thin line stopping herself from laughing. “I heard the good news,” Claudia resumed cutting vegetables, “and saw it too,” she chopped a piece of onion. “You and your mother are carbon copies of each other, and the bitch still hated you?” she scoffed. “Never seen the witch so happy,” she grabbed a stalk of celery and diced, throwing it in the pot of boiling water. Athena’s lack of reaction made Claudia speak her heart out, “You need to tell your mother the truth, Thena, how these vultures treated you,” the kind woman’s voice was full of distaste and hatred for her employers, if not
Athena Chapter 54- Rome fell, baby girl.
Athena stopped before Black Industries with August by her side, “Can I meet Mr. Black, please?” She asked the receptionist, who was busy doing something on her laptop. The red-haired assistant did not pay attention to Athena, royally ignoring her. She stood there for 5 minutes before knocking on the marble pane to attract the receptionist’s attention. “Excuse me?” she called again. This time, the redhead raised her head: "Have you an appointment?" She went back to her laptop, filling out everything that she was working on before. “No,” Athena answered automatically. "Then I fear you may not be able to see him," She seemed on the verge of calling security on Athena. “He knows me. Please tell him August is here to see him,” Athena pulled August close to her side as she was about to run away. The girl is energetic, just like she was as a kid. The redhead peered down at the counter and noticed August. Nodding her head, she called Azazel, “Sir, a woman and a child are here to see you,”
Athena Chapter 55- Wrath?
Azazel opened his drawer, took the file he recovered from her house, and undid it by unwinding a little thread in the front. He placed all the contents of the file on the table, spreading them evenly and examining them one by one. His eyes narrowed at the passports before him. Why did Damien have five different passports? All in his name, from several countries. This is not normal. Usually, people have multiple passports but with different aliases. His family also possesses various passports, but all under pseudonyms and other names. What is he hiding? And how does his doll tie into all of this? He sat there, blood pulsing and headache growing. But his pain isn’t significant now. Her life is. He picked up the certificates before him. Did Athena have another name? Or was it Iris? And who burned these? The possibilities of this situation are endless. Did Damien know someone was after him? Is it why he burned these? Why would he be careless and let someone abduct him if he knew? He cou
Athena Chapter 56- The dress and the Zipper
Athena hasn’t heard from Azazel since the last time he fucked her brains out. She had sent him several texts asking for a divorce, but all she got in response was kiss gifs and love emojis. Never in her life did she imagine that a man like Azazel would send her emojis, let alone love emojis. She didn’t think the man even knew how to send a regular text without so much as multiple threats in it.This irritated her so much. She wanted to call and give him an earful, but she didn’t want to be the first one to break the silence. She has been trying to persuade him relentlessly, but he didn’t respond to any of her texts after that. The day of the party had arrived. Athena had been feeling dizzy. The thought that she might be pregnant did not cross her mind, not even once. With everything going on, her health took the back burner for her. Sophie barged into her room without knocking on her door, “Thena,” she called her sister. Athena didn’t know what to respond to. She was not used to norm
Athena Chapter 57- A vow to kill...
Athena gave herself time to return from what she had just experienced. She just got assaulted in a room full of people. She had the urge to resist doing what he had asked her to do, but knowing him, he would let everyone know, and that would break people’s hearts. What has her life become? So, she decided to do what he asked and turned her heels away from the party. Picking her dress up, she walked up the stairs. As instructed, she reached the drawing room. Slowly opening the door, she put one foot inside and noticed a man standing by the window. The lights were turned off, and the window was open. The door closed as soon as she entered, shutting behind her with a thud. The man turned around and motioned for her to come close, and she stepped inside. He motioned her to come closer, and she did. “My good little girl,” the man’s voice reached Athena’s ears, and fear struck her as thunder. Her mind refused to act as she was too frozen to move. She knew that voice that haunted her dream
Athena Chapter 58- The many slaps of Mr. Black
Azazel put Athena in his car. He brushed the hair out of her forehead. Her head was lying on his chest. Her breath came in steady, slow paces, tickling his neck, showing that she was alive. He kissed her forehead and rested his head on top of hers. Her earlier outburst made him think. How she desperately tried to free herself hurt him. Her comparing him with that pedophilic bastard hurt him so much, like a whiplash on an already deep wound. He knew he wasn’t the right man; he was a bastard who carried vice in his blood, and he knew he sought to control more than anything. But comparing him with a low-life bastard broke his heart. Why it hurt so much was a mystery.He did the right thing. He won’t ever apologize for killing Rupert. The bastard deserved to die. The only thing he regretted was killing him quickly. He should’ve tortured him more, showing his sadism for as much thinking about his doll in the wrong way.“Do you want to set yourself free, Doll? Do you hate me that much?” he r
Athena Chapter 59- the funeral plot
A man stood on his balcony, deep in his dark thoughts. He would’ve had the company of his burning cigarette to accompany his deep and sad thoughts, but he could not do that, as he was worried that his baby would be affected. He clutched the railing, dreading the silent night. The night sky was aglow with bright city lights. He wondered how many people were in the same situation as he was.The pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw in the night sky, illuminating his beautiful skin and making him look like a silver wolf on a blood-mooned night. He looked up at the blanket of stars stretched to infinity and asked them if they would convince his lover to be with him, but the stars were distant watchers. They watch but never act. They see but never reveal. The silence of the night met with his ears, and there was no volume except for the occasional barking of faraway dogs that broke the silence of the night.After standing for a while, Azazel strolled back to his room, where she was s
Athena Chapter 60- Crushed Larynxes and Lacerations
“I want to stop at my dad’s,” Athena uttered, breaking the silence in the car. He shifted his gaze from his conscientious search for Rupert’s murder in the media. Azazel nodded, asking the driver to change direction. She brought some flowers to her dad, replacing the old ones with new ones. She glanced at her dad’s face. The man now had hollow and shrunken cheeks; his once prominent jawline looked blunt. Her eyes glistened with the lack of unspoken words. She remembered how she used to play with her dad’s smoothly-shaven jaw when they were watching TV. She missed all of it with him. “Hello, Dad,” she kissed her father’s forehead. She took his hands into hers, settling by his side, “I don’t know if you are counting days, but I am,” she had been praying, offering gifts to gods of different religions, asking them to wake her dad. “I don’t know if you are listening to me, Dad, but if you are, please come back. We all are waiting for your return,” she squeezed his fingers. They looked th
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