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Having Him Again
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In The Arms Of The Blind Don The Aftermath
Chapter NinetyRainEnzo looked peaceful when he slept. He looked too peaceful for a man who had carried so much weight in his heart in the past few days. His face which was usually so tense and controlled, now looked soft and almost innocent. This was the first time I’d watch him sleep, and the slight rise and fall of his chest beneath the sheets, matched with the rhythm of his calm and steady breath sent a warmth down my spine.I couldn’t stop staring.Maybe it was because of everything that had happened between just less than an hour ago. Maybe it was because of the way he had touched me like it meant something more than desire, more than longing. The way he had seen me, even when it wasn’t physically, I still felt seen deeply. Like I wasn’t just a woman in his bed, but a woman who had found her way into his soul. Like I was no longer the same woman who was in his life just to give him an heir and carry the title of his wife. Like I was more than everything I’d ever thought I was.
In The Arms Of The Blind Don Claiming Her
Chapter Eighty-nineEnzoI wanted her. More than ever.Rain turned, finally noticing me, and a small smile curled on her lips. It was the kind of smile that made everything in me still and roar at the same time. Henri was right when he talked about Rain’s smile. It wasn’t just beautiful, it was calming. The way her heavenly white teeth flashed at me slightly made my body pulsed with longing. “You’re back,” she said softly, adjusting the sash of her robe with a lazy grace that only made it worse—no, better. So much better.I could see more than I was seeing before, the turgid erection of her nipples, the mouth-drooling curve of her hips.I took a step forward, the bouquet still behind me, and I nodded at her. I couldn’t speak. Not yet. I was afraid if I opened my mouth, I’d confess everything too soon. That I would tell her that I could now see her, that I could see the way her bit on her lips gently as I closed the gap between us and we’d be too lost in the happiness to do what I re
In The Arms Of The Blind Don The Man With Sight
Chapter Eighty-sevenEnzoI could really see. It wasn’t just an imagination , it wasn’t just a dream, it was the truth, it was my new reality. I could see.I blinked slowly, taking in the bright fluorescent lights, the award plaque on the Doctor’s shelves. The world had color again. Light again. Texture and depth.And the first person I wanted to tell… no, had to tell was Rain. I just needed this confirmation from a professional, I needed to know I wasn’t just being delusional and this was my truth before I could tell her.I stood up, steady on my feet, but not from physical strength. I was anchored by something deeper, by joy, gratitude and love. The kind of joy that swells in your throat and pushes tears right through your yes. But I pulled mine back as I stepped out of the office and nodded silently to the doctor. He was still stunned, his mouth slightly open, as if trying to figure out how science had failed to prepare him for a moment like this.I still remember the last time I c
In The Arms Of The Blind Don Seeing Eyes
Chapter Eighty-sixEnzoI still couldn’t believe it. It felt unreal—like a dream I wasn’t ready to wake up from. That I could hold Rain in my arms, not just breathe in the scent of her hair, but actually see it. That I could look at the strands of her long, flowing hair as they fell in smooth waves and stopped just above her waist. It was no longer a memory I clung to in the dark—it was here, in front of me, alive and vivid.That I could not only inhale the familiar scent of her clothes, that soft jasmine and something unique scent of hers, but now see the exact shade of the fabric hugging her skin, the way the light clung to it. It felt like witnessing color for the first time. It felt like stepping into a new world.What overwhelmed me most was her eyes. I couldn’t just guess their direction anymore or rely on instinct to know when she was looking at me. I could see her eyes now, the warm, deep, a color I’d only dreamed about and I could see the way they twitched slightly when they
In The Arms Of The Blind Don A Miracle
Chapter Eighty-sixEnzoWas this a dream? Or was this how heaven had chosen to play with me today? Was all of this just my imagination, something my mind had conjured because I had wanted it so badly? Because one thing I had longed for more than anything else in this world was to see again.I kept my eyes shut, tightly, almost like forcing them open too quickly would shatter the miracle that had just touched me. But the truth was, I didn’t even believe in miracles. Not really. I had never been that man. I never thought things could just happen without a force behind it, an external, human force. Something logical. Something real. But if this was real… if I had truly seen that flash of light a few moments ago, then maybe everything I believed in was about to change.Maybe miracles did exist. Maybe they had just skipped over me for too long, and I stopped believing because I had never been chosen. But what if… what if I had just been chosen now?With my fingers curled into the sheets an
In The Arms Of The Blind Don A Miracle?
Chapter Eight-fiveEnzoIt was that time of the year again.It was the one night where the world’s strongest men, the kings of the shadows, the capos of different cartels and ground, the wolves in tailored suits, came together under one roof. Whether you were an enemy or an ally, it didn’t matter that night. That night, there’d be no grudges, no vendettas, no blood spilled on the floor—just silence, power, and presence. For that single evening, we were all one. We were the same.It was the gathering of the underworld.They called it the Syndicate Ball.It was always a night wrapped in mystery, spoken of only in code. Where fortunes were discussed over glasses of century-old wine. Where wars were postponed for a dance. Where vengeance were paused for a drink. Where the deadliest men alive smiled politely and shook hands with the ones they would one day bury. Whether you meant it or not, that night, you had to have a smile masked on your face.It was a tradition. It was a show of unity
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