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63 - Golden lights
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Passion or Revenge 66 - Concussed Rescue
Imogen’s POVI turned in my bed, careful not to upset my head. I took a deep breath and a strong smell of antiseptics filled my nostrils. Lord knows I loathed being in a hospital mostly because of the grave smell of antiseptic that shrouded the place and also because people die here, every fucking day. The only day being in a hospital had not felt completely terrible was when I had my son.I heard the door creak open and before I could around, I heard Ollie’s squeaky voice ring out. “Mommy!”Even though the sharp sound echoed in my fragile head, I did not mind. For a moment, before I slipped into unconsciousness, I had been so certain I would never see my baby again. But there he was, holding a small bouquet of flower and smiling at me with excitement that only used when unwrapping a gift.“Hey baby,” I managed to say. He climbed into the bed and I held him, kissing his head severally.“Are you feeling better mommy?” he asked, staring up at me with the bluest pair of eyes.I managed a
Passion or Revenge 65 - Naked encounter
Mason’s POVI had not been expecting a thank you from Imogen, if she had been conscious she would have rather crawled out by herself or even get burnt in the fire than to have me help her.Seeing her lying there, unconscious had filled me with so much dread, just as much as the day I had found out that my mother had being abducted. If anything had happened to Imogen, I would have blamed myself for the rest of my life.I caught a glance of the doctor through the corner of my eyes and waved him over. The young doctor, with caramel skin and curly brown hair approached me with a wide smile.“Mr. Livingston, you are still here?” he asked with a hint of surprise in his tone.“Uh, yes. I had to watch over her,” I replied, stifling a yawn. “When can she leave?”He nodded. “Thankfully, there is no brain bleed. We will monitor her for one more day, then send her home tomorrow.”I nodded. Thank God it was nothing serious. I had feared for the worse, seeing the amount of blood that pooled on the
Passion or Revenge 64 - Knight in shinning armor?
Imogen’s POVI woke up to the soft hum of machines and the faint smell of antiseptic. The white ceiling above me was unfamiliar, and for a moment, I could not remember where I was or why I was here. My limbs felt heavy, like they didn’t quite belong to me, and there was a dull, throbbing ache at the back of my skull.I blinked slowly, trying to piece it all together. The sterile sheets. The beeping monitor. The IV drip taped to my arm.Hospital?Why am I in the hospital?Panic fluttered in my chest, weak but insistent. My fingers gripped the edge of the blanket as flashes of memory began to filter through, in fragments.I had been in Mason’s bedroom. Then Jules called.Then fire. The thick smoke. The distant screams. I had turned around. I remember that now. I had tried to go back—to get Mason.And then… nothing.No, not nothing. Something struck me. Hard. The back of my head. That must be it. That was why I passed out.I reached slowly to touch the spot, wincing when my fingers met a
Passion or Revenge 63 - Golden lights
Imogen’s POVFire? How is there a fire?Thick palls of smoke clouded my vision, I could barely see anything that was in front of me or behind me. Just smoke and more smoke, accompanied by distant sound of screaming.I used my hands to cover my nose, not that it was any helpful. The smoke aggressively filtered into my lungs; my body shook as I coughed. I could barely breathe now, or even see, as the smoke had begun to burn my eyes. But I know if I continue on this path, it would lead me to the entrance door.I just need to keep my eyes open long enough to get there. If I passed out here, it would be over for me.Mason.He was drunk and back at his room, probably asleep by now. He would not be aware of the fire and could suffocate from the smoke or even burn to death if the fire engulfs the house.I whipped around, then froze abruptly.Would it be so bad if he died?He was a murderer not to mention trafficker. I should let him…. hope he dies. At least Leila would live.I coughed more fr
Passion or Revenge 62 - Engagement Party pt 2
Julia’s POVI leaned over the sink, splashing bouts after bouts of cold water on my face, my heart racing so fast I was terrified I might have a heart attack.I never wanted to this engagement party because this was exactly what I feared might happen. I knew there was a small chance that Tristan would show up to his cousin’s engagement party and I didn’t want to take the risk of seeing him.I never wanted to see Tristan Livingston again. Not after the way he had used me, treated me like I was the lowest of garbage, ruined my relationship with Josh and then disappeared like he had not ruined my life.Tears flowed freely down my face as events of the last day I had seen him flooded my memory. That had also been the last time I ever saw Josh.***“Josh hang on please, let me explain!” I called after Josh, running as fast as I could to catch up with him.I grabbed his hand but he shoved me and I staggered backwards staring at him in disbelief and hurt.“How could you?!” he barked, everyon
Passion or Revenge 61 – Engagement Party pt 1
Imogen’s POVThe Livingston’s always knew how to throw one heck of a party.The banquet hall of the mansion had been transformed into a vision of luxury and old-money splendor for the engagement party. The decor was elegant without being ostentatious with men and women of high caliber and wealth in attendance.The ceilings soared above in soft ivory arches, with chandeliers dripping light like liquid gold. Fresh floral in shades of white, blush, and soft peach adorned every surface, peonies, roses, and lilies arranged in tall crystal vases with subtle gold detailing. Every centerpiece was lit from below, casting a soft halo across each table.The tables themselves were round and draped in white damask linens with gold-trimmed chargers, crystal glassware, and flatware so polished it mirrored the candlelight. Each place setting bore a small ivory card handwritten in calligraphy, with the guest’s name embossed in gold leaf.At one end of the hall, a grand buffet gleamed under warm lighti
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