LOGINAuthor's POV “How are you?” Ethan asked, standing beside the bed.Iris looked up. His face held a warm smile, and his soft eyes were filled with the love he had for his little sister.“I am good,” Iris whispered with a smile.“I am sorry. I should have been there for you. I... I should have protected you. I... I...” His words broke apart as emotions rose in his throat.She placed her hand over his, giving him a smile that told him it was okay.She spread her arms, and a dazzling smile formed on Ethan's lips as he leaned down and hugged her.“You did everything you could, Big Brother,” Iris said, patting his back in a calm manner.Caught off guard by her words, Big Brother, he couldn't hide his happiness. She was finally accepting him.They broke the hug.She looked beside her, where Asha stood with a gentle smile on her face.“Asha told me everything,” Iris said, wiping away her tears as Ethan's eyes also moistened.“Can I come in?” a voice came.Iris looked toward the door, where El
Author's POV Her hands were covered with blood as she sat beside the dead body, the one she had killed so brutally. Her eyes were fixed on the door, but she made no move to open it or even get up from the floor. Sounds from outside reached the room as something was happening downstairs. People were screaming, gunshots echoed, and loud shouting could be heard.Iris's eyes were distant. There was nothing in them.The door was pushed open with an aggressive force, slamming against the wall. She didn't look up to see who had entered.Footsteps moved inside. A familiar fragrance filled her senses, making her body relax. She looked up, meeting two brown orbs.Before she could say anything, her body crashed into his arms as his head fell against her neck, his hand cradling the back of her head, holding her tightly into his arms.Her body completely relaxed, letting all her guards down. Her eyes closed as she melted into his embrace. Her mind began to shut down, knowing they were safe.As h
Author's POV “Why are you doing this, Mason…? I have seen the report. She is not your daughter,” the man asked.Mason picked up the gun from the table after looking at the documents one last time. He was prepared.“She is my daughter, Charlotte's and mine. I was the first one to hold her in my hands. She called me Dad first. She is my daughter. Don't you dare utter those words in front of me again,” Mason's voice hardened as he warned the man standing in front of him.“We need to get to her before those Stones… I want my daughter back,” he ordered, giving the file to the man as he walked outside.The man nodded, walking behind Mason as he gave him the information.“Mason, from our source we got to know that they have found out about ma'am. We need to move quickly,” the man explained.Mason nodded.“Get everyone ready… and ask the other gang for help,” Mason commanded.“Yes, but there is more you need to know. Declane got to know that Iris is his blood,” the man's words made Mason sto
Author's POV Ethan's steps echoed through the big mansion. It was filled with thick silence. Once, it used to be crowded with people and stories of victory, but now it was just a shadow.He pushed open the door as Declane looked up from the file he was reading. As he saw Ethan's furious eyes on him, he frowned.“What now?” Declane sighed, putting the papers down.“You know what I am here for,” Ethan growled, walking inside the office.“And how am I supposed to know what you are here for… when you have shown me your face here after months?” Declane asked, pulling his glasses off.“Where is Iris?” Ethan asked, pressing on each word.Declane's eyes hardened as he got up from his seat.“And can you explain how I would know where that bitch is?” he stated in a slow, calm voice.“And I dare you to use your words wisely if you don't want me to do something that will make you regret it,” Ethan gritted out, putting his hand on the table's surface.“So don't ask questions when you will only re
Author's POV "Are you going somewhere, butterfly?" Evander smirked as he walked inside with deliberate steps that made her blood run cold. His words were calm, but Iris knew very well how much he hated it whenever she tried to escape... she remembered.Iris's eyes darted around the room, searching for something to save herself. As she spotted the rod lying in the corner, she made a quick run toward it. But before she could reach it, he yanked her back by her hair, fisting it tightly."Bitch! How dare you, filthy whore!"He pulled her back, and the sound of the slap echoed through the room. She crashed onto the floor with a painful cry escaping her lips as blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.He dragged her to her feet by her hair and pulled her outside. Iris struggled in his grip, trying to break free from his hold.He smashed open the door and brutally threw Iris inside. She landed on the rough floor with a painful thud."Do you remember this room?" he asked as he walked ins
Author's POV Iris's hands and legs were tied up. She struggled against the ropes, trying to break free. The skin around her wrists and ankles was rubbed raw and bleeding, yet she kept trying, even though her head was still spinning from the effects of the drugs.She pushed herself hard, landing on the floor with a loud thud. The chair she was tied to crashed down with her, making her hiss in pain. She bit her lip hard to stop herself from making any noise until she tasted blood in her mouth.The door opened, making her go still.Evander walked inside, and the moment he saw her lying on the floor, trying to free herself, he burst into laughter, as if it were the funniest thing he had ever seen."Look who's trying... You can't break free from here, even if you try your whole life, butterfly," he mocked.Dragging a chair from the corner, he settled comfortably in front of her. He looked at her as though she were the most interesting thing in the room."Why are you pushing yourself so mu
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