LOGINFreya remained calm and patient despite facing Roselli siblings because she predicted their arrival and that’s also the reason why she didn’t hide in the corner of the world but came to her cousin as he’s the only support she could yearn after her heartbreak.
She had a very tough phase of her life and survived through the nightmares every other night and blamed herself for getting into trouble. If she hadn’t been greedy for money to clear her family’s debt, she wouldn’t have accepted Luc’s offer and wouldn’t have involved with him physically and wouldn’t have fallen in love with him. If only she resisted her feelings as soon as she realized, she wouldn’t have to go through all this shit. She got tired of the nightmares that’s haunting her like a ghost, making her feel guilty for no reason. After attending therapy sessions she finally got to know where her guilt was coming from. It’s Klara, Luc’s sister. She’s guilty because she’s constantly worried about Klara as she didn’t know about her condition and thought countless times to approach Klara to tell her the truth because no one knows about what happened on the night of her kidnap. Only she can testify that Klara’s innocent and clean. Lucas believed that she induced Ric’s semen into Klara but the truth was she didn’t. She did empty the syringe but she only sprayed it between Klara’s thighs and made it look like she obeyed Ric. She of course loves Luc and wanted to save him from Ric but she can’t risk one life for the other. She tried to explain it to Lucas the next day but he……Klara’s voice pulled Freya out of her trance and she faced Klara with a rigid look. “Let’s cut the chase Freya. What happened on the other night?” Klara got straight to the point as there’s no need to dwell with twisting words. She knew her brother might have said many horrible things to Freya from the way she’s speaking to her but she can’t do anything about it. They should solve their issue by their own and she can only help them from the side. “Would you believe me?” Freya asked though she knew the answer. Of course no one believes her because in their eyes she’s a greedy cheap woman who hurts others for her own selfishness. It’s OK. Let them think whatever they wanted but why’s her heart aching? “I trust you Freya and that’s why I’m standing here waiting for you to clear my baby’s identity” Freya’s eyes widened in amusement as she didn’t except to hear Klara say that she believed her. How is it possible? Didn’t her brother fill her brain with his nonsense? If yes, she should taunt her for everything that happened but….Anyway! Since Klara’s here to know the truth, she might as well fulfil her wish. The clock ticked and each word Freya said hit Lucas like a thunder bolt. He felt his heart getting squeezed by something as his ears became numb. He clearly remembered the empty syringe from the other day and thought Freya hurt Klara driven by her jealousy but that’s not the case. He's wrong about Freya. He thought she’s just like any other woman who can do anything to achieve their goals but Freya’s not like that. She rather let her heart break by letting go of the only woman who she thought was her love rival than hurt her. He felt a pang in his chest remembering his cruel words. He called her a cheap woman and didn’t even give her a chance to explain herself. She’d just escaped from a life threatening situation but he didn’t care about her mental health and drove her away mercilessly. How can he be so cruel? Klara is totally oblivious to her brother’s condition outside Freya’s house as she’s basking in the joy of carrying Ralph’s child. She knew it. The baby belongs to Ralph. For someone who’s disgusted with physical touches, Klara hugged Freya overwhelmed by her emotions. She’s devastated when Lucas told her about Ric’s evil scheme and for some reason she felt a heavy weight bearing on her shoulders but now she’s free from the torment. Thanks to Freya she’s having her moment now. Freya was totally taken aback by Klara’s hug and her hands instinctively extended to hug her back but she restrained herself. She can’t let her heart waver whilst it breaks again. She learned her lesson many times so it’s time to keep check on her emotions. She shouldn’t let herself into the web of Roselli’s. “You are my saviour Freya” Klara whispered in her choked voice as the joy made her eyes water and withdrew from the hug. Though Ralph’s betrayal and cruelty crushed her, the news of her baby being alive and Freya’s assurance wiped away the bitterness in her heart. “I think you got what you wanted. Please leave. I have urgent matters to attend” Freya said as she picked up her handbag and took her car keys to leave as she has an appointment with the counsellor. She rented a single bedroom house close to Aiden’s residence which was why she’s talking to Klara peacefully. If Aiden’s with her then he would’ve smashed Luc’s face. Klara’s smile faded as Freya chased her away bluntly. She didn’t expect Freya to become cold towards her and it’s her brother who made Freya like this. He must’ve done something to make Freya angry. Of course men are born to ruin things, her brother was not an exception. “Freya” Klara said slowly approaching the busy figure and held her hand. Freya stopped pacing and faced Klara, her face void of any emotion. “I don’t know what happened between you and my brother but you have a life back in Cylantra. Don’t waste it on the account of Luc” It's the only way she can think of to persuade Freya, to bring her back to Cylantra but she also knew it’s hard to live in the city where you lost your love and trust. “I know what I’m doing Ms. Roselli. Just leave me alone. Don’t ever show your faces to me in this life time. I’ve had enough pain your brother caused me. I can’t take more” Her words didn’t just hurt Klara but also Luc who was standing outside with a pale face. Klara may not understand the underlying meaning in Freya’s words but he did. He hurt her many times and she’s done with him now for real. The feeling of being hated by Freya was worse than taking a bullet shot from his enemies. Did he really lose Freya this time?Daisy was an orphan, suffered in her teens because of an abusive boyfriend but after meeting Louis, she felt alive all over again but he was already married to Julia and she suppressed her feelings. Then she met Matthew and her whole life changed ever since. She got married, found a beautiful family, had an adorable son who she raised pouring all her love but her castle collapsed when Klara rejected her son for Ralph.Enrico rebelled and fought against Ralph but at last he was defeated and disappeared without a clue. She knew her son was at fault but how can a mother say that out loud? When she was alone, her thoughts drifted back to the past, stimulating her nerves and her old sickness returned. She’s taking medicines to keep her sanity at bay but she didn’t know how long she can survive on medication. Before she loses her mind, she wishes to see her son and wants to live the best life she can. Louis who is playing with goldie beside Daisy frowned, hearing her words. J
“Say grandpa.”Louis’ voice echoed in the empty corridor as he headed towards his room with the little goldie securely wrapped in his arms. The kids are getting ready for the ball, so he took the initiative to look after his adorable granddaughter. And he is loving every bit of it. “Say it. Say it.”He tickled the little girl, holding her up on his shoulders just like he carried little Klara back in old days and laughed along with her. “Dada! Dada!”No matter how many times they tried, goldie only said ‘DADA’. It’s likes she is reminding everyone about her father’s absence, especially to annoy her mother he guess. “She’s not old enough to say grandpa Louis.”He turned around hearing Daisy’s voice and smiled at her while the little girl kept pulling his hair and she’s having loads of fun, when he reacts to her actions. Such a lovely granddaughter she is, he thought and tickled her again. “Haha! Daisy.”He laughed heartily when goldie smacked his head with her tiny hands an
“Are you not coming to the ball?”Milo asked the man who stood outside the Onyx, probably waiting for master’s arrival. In the morning, Dylan took the bitch to the graveyard as per her request and returned by afternoon while he took master to his secret den, where they are running search operations for a mysterious person. “No.”Dylan answered, checking the time on his wrist watch. Four more hours. Till the ball lasts. Perfect. His nonchalant reply annoyed Milo and gritted his teeth, blocking Dylan’s path. What’s so great about his actions? Helping the bitch who once broke their hearts? Fucking bullshit!“Don’t tell me you are going to spend the night with the bitch?”He snarled making Dylan frown. Milo’s tone is harsh and humiliating but he’s not going to steep to Milo’s level. He has better things to do than participate in his ridiculous verbal war. “Milo!”Milo lost his temper when Dylan still remained motionless even after his provocation. What Dylan did this morning
The hour’s hand moved past five, fifteen minutes ago and still the ladies in the room couldn’t decide their outfits for the upcoming night. “How do I look Klara?”Freya who covered her eyes with the glittery black eagle eyed mask, looked at her reflection in the mirror and shook her head as a no before taking it off and picked up another one from the table beside her where a bunch of colourful masks in variety of designs laid for the ladies on it in a row. “I think I should go with the silver one.”She put the mask before her eyes but it seemed to dull her complexion. She clicked her tounge, annoyed by the fact that she couldn’t find a damn mask that suits her look for the night. “No! Maybe gold.”With a little shook of her head, she held another mask in the place of silver one and her lips curled into a satisfying smile. “Perfect!”The gold mask did not just elevate her skin tone but also complimented her white bodycon dress with a slit that ended above her left knee, sho
The darkness loomed over the place as night fell and the cool breezes from the open window hit the couple nestling on the bed.The sound of clock ticking occupied the serene silence between them until the man pulled away from the cosy hug and started dressing up. “Are you leaving soon? It’s not even dawn.”Came a soft, honey like voice from behind, halting his actions but the pause only lasted for a second before Enrico put on his clothes, his movements neither slow nor fast but calculated. “You should get more sleep. Don’t you have a ball to attend?”His stern voice confused Amina Khan, who sat up supporting her sore body on the headboard and covered her naked self with the sheets but all the time she kept staring at him with her furrowed brows. “Are you mad at me Enrico?”She asked after a brief silence as she slowly realized the reason for his change in mood. He was all over her moments ago and made love to her passionately like he always does but now he is acting distant
The rest of the day went by quickly and it’s time for Klara to leave. The sky turned orange, spreading the gold hue on the couple standing at the door way of the Onyx. “Can’t you stay?”Ralph asked as he wrapped his hands around Klara’s waist and kissed her temple with so much yearning. He didn’t want her to leave yet. He just couldn’t let her go. As the days neared to his daughter’s birthday, the tension in his heart increased with each passing second. There is no lead from Ric and Faisal Khan and the situation isn’t favourable anymore. He let Ric out as a bait to catch the big fish but still there is no moment from the foe. It’s like the bastard is watching him from the shadows while he’s running in a maze without knowing the way out. For the first time in his life, his hands are tied with an invisible rope. He couldn’t predict the enemy’s move or strategy. It’s like he’s playing in the ground alone with his opponent in the dark. He’s scared. Helpless. Scared







