LOGINChapter 1Amaya pushed the apartment door open slowly.Her shoulders slumped as she stepped inside. Two long weeks at her mother’s place had drained every bit of energy from her body.Usually, the silence of late night comforted her like a soft blanket.But tonight… something felt off.A low, muffled sound drifted from the living room.Amaya froze.Her brows knit together as she listened closer. The sounds were strange too rhythmic, too intimate to ignore.For a second, confusion flashed across her face.Then she gave a small, tired sigh and shook her head.“Marcus…” she murmured under her breath, almost amused. “What are you doing now?”She kicked off her shoes quietly and walked further in, expecting to find him slouched on the couch, probably lost in some late-night video or show.A faint smile tugged at her lips.“He really doesn’t know how to relax properly,” she whispered to herself.“Babe, I’m home,” she called softly. She hoped for his usual big hug and kiss on the forehead.T
Chapter 8 Blood and Promises“Here? In the hospital?” she asked, glancing nervously at the door.“No one’s coming in for a while. I told the nurses not to disturb us.” His fingers brushed her thigh. “I need to taste you, Liliana. I need to feel you on my tongue. Please, baby.”Liliana’s heart pounded hard. She stood beside the bed, breathing fast. Marcus’s eyes burned with raw need as he looked at her.In one quick motion, he grabbed the front of her sundress. With a low growl, he ripped it straight down. The fabric tore loudly, splitting open and exposing her breasts. The dress hung in pieces around her waist.Liliana gasped, a rush of heat flooding her body. Her nipples hardened under his stare.Liliana’s heart hammered in her chest as she stood beside the bed, breathing fast. Marcus looked up at her like he was starving. His eyes were dark and full of raw hunger.Without warning, he reached out, grabbed the front of her sundress, and ripped it hard. The fabric tore loudly dow
Chapter 7: Blood and ChaosThe ambulance ride was pure chaos. Flashing red lights bounced off the metal walls. Sirens screamed so loud Liliana thought her head might split open. She sat crammed in the corner, her hands still covered in Marcus’s blood, watching three paramedics fight to keep him alive.They had cut off his white robe. His chest was bare, covered in sticky pads and wires. A machine beeped fast and unsteady.“Blood pressure’s dropping,” one paramedic said.“Push another bag of fluids,” another answered.Liliana couldn’t breathe. She hugged her knees tight, rocking slightly. Marcus’s head rolled to the side. His eyes were closed, his face pale and sweaty.“Is he going to wake up?” she whispered, voice cracking.The young female paramedic with braids gave her a soft look. “He’s unconscious, but he’s tough. He’s fighting.”“Can I hold his hand? Please?”The woman nodded. “Go ahead, but stay out of our way.”Liliana dropped to her knees on the cold floor. She grabbed Marcu
Chapter 6:- Rented Hearts Our family was supposed to be something we built together. Not something you threw together with some random slut you found on the internet!Liliana spoke up, her voice quiet but firm. "I'm standing right here. I can hear every word you're saying."Sophia turned toward her slowly, her eyes cold. "Good. Then listen close. You're nothing special. You're just a rented body. A walking oven for hire."When this is all over, he'll forget you even exist. He'll throw some money at you, and you'll crawl back to your sad little life with your sad little mother. All you'll have left is a fat bank account and a messed-up womb. No real family. No love. No future. Just cash and scars."Liliana's eyes stung with angry tears, but she refused to let them fall. "Maybe you're right. But at least I tried to save someone I care about. What have you ever fought to save besides your own damn ego?"Sophia's face twisted with rage. Something deep inside her broke."That's it," she
Chapter 5: The Jealous ExThe elevator doors slid open with a sharp, angry sound, like the whole building was holding its breath. Sophia didn't just step into the penthouse. She exploded into it. Her heels cracked against the marble floor, each step louder than the last. Her face usually so perfect in magazines was twisted and red, her eyes wild the second they landed on Liliana.Liliana was curled on the white leather couch, wearing nothing but Marcus's oversized white shirt. Her hair was messy. Her legs were bare. She looked small and caught off guard.Sophia stopped in the middle of the room and pointed a trembling finger at her. "What the actual hell is this?"Liliana flinched and pulled the shirt lower over her thighs. "Excuse me?""You heard me." Sophia laughed a short, ugly sound. She turned toward the hallway where Marcus had just appeared in a dark robe. "Are you serious, Marcus? You replaced me with this? This cheap, pathetic little thing?"Marcus stepped forward, his j
Chapter 4: Painting NakedLiliana stood barefoot in the sunlit studio, wearing nothing but one of Marcus’s oversized white shirts that barely reached her thighs. Her brush moved across the canvas in smooth, confident strokes, blending deep crimson and gold into swirling passion. A small smudge of blue paint marked her cheek, and her brow was furrowed in concentration.Marcus leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching her silently. He had never seen her like this before lost in her own world, completely free.Liliana dipped her brush again, biting her lower lip as she added a bold streak of color. “I know you’re watching me,” she said without turning around, a small smile playing on her lips.Marcus stepped inside, his footsteps echoing softly. “You’re good. Really good. I didn’t expect this level of talent from you.”She finally turned, brush still in hand. “Painting is the only thing that’s ever been completely mine. Even when money was tight and my mom was sick… I coul







