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Love Under Fire
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-07-04
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“And if I was told that I would ever fall in love with you, I’d curse that person and tell them it’s a lie” Ava Jacobs is sold to Jayden Invanto, the heir of a powerful mafia family, to save her family’s business. Trapped in a world she despises, Ava agrees to spy for a rival mafia group, aiming to destroy Jayden’s family. But as she learns shocking truths about her parents’ betrayal and Jayden’s hidden depth, Ava’s hatred turns to love. When her double life is exposed, Ava must choose between carrying out her mission or saving the man she has come to love, even at the cost of her own life. Would she survive this? Dive in to find out more!
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Chapter 1: Sold Like a Commodity
“Please, please don't lick here ......” I opened my eyes in a daze and looked down as the man was licking and tweaking between my breasts.
Seeing my reaction, he chuckled softly and ran his teeth lightly across the point on my chest, and I couldn't help but let out a sticky moan, “Mmmm ......”. I couldn't see his face, I was so close to him, trying to meet his eyes again ...... I unconsciously hooked my arms around the man's neck and curled my body upwards, my full breasts brushing against his solid pecs, making his breathing even more ragged.He buried his entire head between my legs, sucking and licking with his mouth. I could feel the soreness in my belly growing stronger. “Want it?” The man's voice, husky and low with lust, rang in my ear, cutting across my earlobe as he spoke, stirring my whole body. With an accompanying clear gasp, I shyly responded to him, “ Uhm .......”His cock was just the right size to fill my pussy and I could feel it moving in and out. Mixed with gasps, his voice once again rang in my ears, “I love...”“Ring, ring, ring,” the alarm clock suddenly went off and the man in front of me disappeared. “Damn,” I cursed under my breath as I looked at my wet panties. Just another dream, and like before, he appeared in my bed whenever I slept deeply. The alarm clock interrupted my good dream and also meant that a new day had arrived and it was time to go to work again.Borderline is one of the few places in the city that allows both normal customers and Magics, so despite the long hours, barely adequate pay and uncomfortable uniform, it is perfect for me as one of the only places that will hire someone who is marked but has no marketable magic skills.Like all children, I was tested for magic when I was only a few days old. Since my specific bloodline is unknown and my magic is unidentifiable, I was marked with a delicate swirling pattern around my upper right arm. While labeling everyone according to their species might seem concerning, it actually saves a lot of lives.Normal humans make up about fifty percent of the population in big cities like this. Some magics are easy to identify. Shifters inherit their abilities from their parents, so they are marked as Shifters from birth on their arms with varying marks depending on their individual species.Witches and Sorcerers also inherit their power from their parents and are easily identified. People like me however are harder to categorize. I was left outside the hospital for magical beings when I was only a few hours old. After days of tests to confirm I was not any of the known species but that I did in fact have magic. I was marked as an unknown.My special magical skill is the ability to see threads of fate.Now when people think of the threads of fate they always think of the red thread that is meant to tie them to their destined soul mate and blah blah blah. Yes I can see them. But there are other threads too, in different colours with different meanings.There are blue threads connecting people which seem to represent that the pair are fated to be friends. This doesn't mean they won't have other friends or anything like that. Just that those specific people are destined to meet and that they will become close friends eventually.Another thread is the black one. This one shows up between people who are fated to be enemies. I tend to avoid people who display too many of these threads.If someone has a lot of fated enemies they probably aren't the kind of person I want to be around anyways. Occasionally I come across other threads, but I don't always know what they mean.I suspect that green threads are for fated mentor/mentee relationships. I often see them connecting young people to old, students to teachers or children to grandparents.The only other thread I am fairly sure of is white. I rarely see people with white threads, and when I do they tend to be doctors, fire fighters or other do-gooder types. My best guess is that they are fated to save the people they are tied to with white threads. I see these threads constantly and it is a confusing mess, all the threads twisted around each other. No one ever has more than one red thread though. One soul mate per person, no need to be greedy.I'm fairly sure that everyone has a red thread, even if they haven't met the person yet. I can also tell if the people whose fate is predicted by the thread have already met. If the thread is light and floaty like it's caught in a breeze, I know that they have not run into each other and solidified the relationship yet. If it is more solid and the thread is tight, I know that they have.Now this might sound like a cool ability. It really isn't that great. Fate knows what it's doing and doesn't need any help from me, so basically all I can do is watch the threads and judge people silently for things they don't even know exist. Because of the threads, I have a bit of a reputation at work as a daydreamer. The sleeves of my work top are long which cover my mark. At work I keep it covered and as long as people don't look too closely at me, I usually can pass for an ordinary human which makes serving human customers far easier than serving the Magics who tend to be stuck up towards humans. I have rather pale skin and I am quite average in height and physique.A throat clearing behind me jerks me from my brooding and I almost stumble as I turn on the spot in my high heels. I definitely lack the grace that some Magics are naturally blessed with. I cringe slightly under the glare of my shift manager Anthony. I must have paused longer than I thought. I straighten my back and grab the tray of dirty dishes I had placed down a minute ago and continue on my way to the kitchen to swap it for a tray of food to deliver to table twenty. I am just placing the last glass of wine down in front of a coven of Witches who are in the middle of their monthly 'girls night' when I notice for the first time, a blue thread drifting gently from my own chest.I trace my eyes along the thread. It is leading out the door of Borderline and out onto the street. I ache to follow it and meet whoever it is attached to. Due to my odd marking I have never really had any good friends, at least not since I was a kid. A fated friend is pretty much my dream come true. For a moment, I consider ditching the last couple hours of my shift and going anyway. But it is a Saturday night and we are only halfway through the dinner rush. I would lose my job which I really need. I take a deep breath and remind myself that the thread means it is fated. I will meet and befriend the person eventually, even if I don't go searching for them. I resign myself to waiting and hope that the person doesn't take too long to meet me. I've been lonely for a long time.In fact, I'm looking forward to my red thread more than anything else. It's been a long time since I've been on a date. Even though I seek some pleasure from that dream every now and then. Sometimes I wonder if that man is even real. I've been waiting for my red thread to arrive already.Bab terbaru
Love Under Fire Chapter 5: The Enemy I might have fallen for
The next morning, I sat stiffly at the dining table, watching as Jayden poured himself a cup of coffee. He moved with the same frustrating ease as always, every action deliberate, calculated and analyzed. “You’re training with me today,” he said without looking at me. His tone made it clear it wasn’t a suggestion.“Is that an order?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.He finally glanced up, his face unreadable. “It’s an opportunity. You should take it.” I laughed softly. “You call training with you an opportunity? have a funny way of making opportunities sound like prison sentences.”He smirked, setting his cup down as he leaned forward, his forearms resting on the table. “Prison isn’t the right word. Let’s call it... guidance.”“Even your guidance feels like prison” I said crossing my hands across my chest as we both stared at each other.“Don’t worry you’ll learn” he chuckled looking back at his papers “you’ll learn Ava” he muttered once more.---Later that afternoon, we he took me to
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-07-04Love Under Fire Chapter 4: The mask beneath
“I... uh, was looking for some painkillers. Felt a cramp.” I patted my stomach awkwardly, hoping the gesture would sell the lie.Jayden’s expression softened, just a little. He took a step closer, looking at my tummy. “A cramp?” he repeated, his voice lower than normal. Before I could respond, he reached out brushing my stomach lightly with his hand. The touch was so gentle and sweet that I almost forgot why I was here in the first place. I stiffened and quickly placed my hands on his pausing the touch.His lips quirked into a faint smirk, as if he knew the jazz he had on me. “That’s not where I keep them,” he murmured.Turning away, he strode to a nearby drawer, opened it effortlessly, and pulled out a bottle of pills. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed it toward me. I caught it instantly, though I couldn’t help but glare at him.“Next time, just ask,” he said over his shoulder as he walked out, leaving me standing there, stunned and frustrated.---The next morning, the aroma of
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-07-04Love Under Fire Chapter 3: This isn’t my life. This can’t be real
“This isn’t my life. This can’t be real” these were the only words coming out of my mouth. I stared at the ceiling only to see the sun's rays cast into my room.“Shit it’s morning!” I’ve been up the whole night and hadn’t realized that.I sat on my bed, running my palms over my face, trying to make sense of everything. As I turned, my eyes landed on a dress, sparkling jewelry, designer bags, and a note lying beside me. In bold, commanding letters, it read: "a stylist would be with you in an hour, try not to be an animal and cooperate with her”It was Jayden obviously, he would be the only monster that could talk to me so disrespectfully. “Fool!” I muttered as I left for the bathroom.————-“Who is this? I don’t look like me, this can’t be the life I’d have to live now” I said endlessly in my mind as I stood before a gilded mirror in a room that felt more like a luxury prison.The woman staring back at me wasn’t me. She wore designer clothes I hadn’t chosen, makeup I didn’t apply, and
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-07-04Love Under Fire Chapter 2: Into the Lion’s Den
After a long ride and moments of awkward silences, The massive iron gates groaned shut behind us as Jayden’s car rolled to a stop in the circular driveway.Summoning a deep breath, I mustered “Where are we?” And with a strict look, he replied “the Invanto mansion” The mansion loomed like a predator waiting to pounce, its towering spires and cold, gray stone bathed in moonlight.“Home sweet home,” Jayden muttered, stepping out of the car. I didn’t move. I could hear my pulse thundered in my ears, as I dug my fingers into the leather seat. “What source of witchcraft is this? If I stayed here long enough, maybe I’d wake up in my bed, safe from this nightmare” I said closing my eyes.Jayden opened my door and leaned in, his dark eyes narrowing. “Don’t make me drag you out.” I looked at him and swallowed hard and stepped out with my legs trembling.As we approached the massive front doors, they swung open, revealing a grand entryway that belonged in a palace. Gleaming marble floors
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-07-04Love Under Fire Chapter 1: Sold Like a Commodity
"You can’t be serious," I hissed, my knuckles white as they dug into the edge of the dining table. The wood made creaking sounds under the pressure, but I didn’t care. My parents sat across from me, their eyes fixed on mine. My father looked at me and cleared his throat, trembling. "Ava… it was the only way to save us." “The only way to save us? Are you actually being serious right now? The only way to save us? By selling me off like livestock? To the Invanto mafia of all people?” I laughed, but it was sharp and bitter. "…Ava, we had no choice, the family company was on the edge of bankruptcy, We couldn't afford to let our years of hard work crumble." my mother whispered, tears streaming down her face. She looked older than she had that morning, her cheeks hollow and her hands shaking on her lap. "No choice?" I slammed my hands on the table, standing so rudely my chair toppled over. "You had a choice, and you chose this! You chose me over the family’s company, you chose your o
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-07-04
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