LOGINShe Loved him with all her heart, But been a victim of his wrath. Her love for him became her scars and regret. Amara rivers is a simple and an ordinary woman with average looks. Just like every other girl in the college she fell in love with the popular guy Tristan Sanchez. She dreamt of him being in love with her just like she does, but her heart clashed when she got to know that he's her best friend's boyfriend. She didn't expect him to torture her this way for the things she hasn't done. Beating her to death and treating her as a Slut are the things which she never imagined to happen in her life. But what would happen if she gains the attention of Damian knight the most powerful and ruthless mafia. How could she deal with two powerful Mafias trying to get her. Will they ruin her or cherish her? Will they give more regrets and scars in her life or will they give their love to heal those scars. This story contains violence, abusive language and mature content. Read at your own risk.
View MoreAuthor's povOpening her eyes slowly, Amara woke up while clutching onto her throbbing head. Her head was hurting like hell not only her head but her body too. She shook her head strongly with an intention to shake off the pain but alas, she didn't succeed. As she sat straight leaning against the headboard, she looked around observing her surroundings.The walls were painted classic black giving a rich look to the entire room. Everything in the room was dark and black but still it wasn't that gloomy. Taking the duvet off her body she stood straight frowning, she's confused. Why wasn't she dead already? She could say that she has been treated in the meantime with the little bandages on her as an evidence.Her breathe got stuck when a big picture frame caught her attention. It was attached to the wall right above the headboard. It was Scarlett, and now she knew whose it could be. Her body sh
"Sir, I'm sorry to inform but Miss. Rivers is missing."Tristan scoffed as soon as he heard one of his men who he appointed to guard her, spout the words."She's going to regret this. I will make sure of it. "Tristan mumbled as he clenched his fists into balls.On the other hand Amara just kept walking through the deserted alleys one after the other. Not only the alleys, the streets were pretty deserted too. She's afraid, she recalled Katherine saying to beware. She said to protect herself when she encounters danger, in which she was likely to get into. The place was wholly owned by mafia and therefore small gangsters would be present here and there. Moreover her revealing dress wasn't helping her at all.She was walked through the dark streets with a deadly silence accompanying her, her heart beat quickened matching the rhythm of her heels but soon she ran hearing footsteps behind her. H
Amara just stared at the cruel man she had ever seen in this world. Not even Tristan is that cruel. The man who stood straight with all his might and pride is no less than a walking devil."DAMIAN KNIGHT" she doesn't even want to register his name in her mind but that wasn't the case. His name got printed in her mind just like the brutal scene that happened earlier.That could be her. Every scream of that man, his tears, pain, everything. She could feel everything. How can she not!? She had been in the similar situation not too long ago. The blood which gushed out of the man's body made her stomach sick.Her insides twisted at the horrible person who stood there with a smirk and the horrific death of someone who wasn't even looking like a human, they made his death so cruel that strangers couldn't even recognize it as a human's dead body.She felt a sudden urge to throw up as she felt so sick to the core.
Author's pov"Would you like to have some help with your bath, dear? " the one and only lady maid who looked like she was in her 60's offered to help her.But Amara just simply shook her head as a "No" in reply and glacing at the dress he left on her bed for the last time, she headed straight towards the bathroom and closed the door behind her.Stripping herself naked in front of the mirror she saw her hideous reflection looking at back at her sadly.A mocking laugh left her pale lips as she couldn't help but to pity her own pathetic looking body which was totally drowned in blood and scars. A long scar was imprinted on the edge of her left eye and which reached till her cheek bone.She is disgusted by her own self she doesn't want anyone to look at her like this, being weak and pathetic. She knew that she couldn't bath by herself but sti
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