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Ch19: A Rift
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The breaking point of love Ch40: Behind the Colors
The warm melody of a piano filtered softly through the ambient space, mingling with the rich aroma of roasted coffee and the cool breeze of a Roman evening. Dani opened her eyes with extreme slowness, registering that she was stretched out comfortably on a plush leather sofa. Heavy with lingering sleep, she raised her head to lock eyes with Marco, who sat opposite her, gazing intently at her features while swirling the ice inside his glass.She sat up straight immediately, running a hand over her face to shake off the haze:— "How long was I asleep? And why didn't you wake me as soon as we arrived?"Marco offered a subtle smile:— "Only half an hour... You looked exhausted, and frankly, you were quite beautiful asleep, far away from your usual noise."She fixed him with a sharp, stern look:— "Let's get back to why we're here. The deal... What are your true terms for the partnership? And what exactly do you want from Adrian's business?"Marco leaned back, his friendly posture shifting
The breaking point of love Ch 39: The Treacherous Memory
Aline stood frozen in the middle of the office, her shocked blue eyes sinking into the details of the painting hanging before her—and her name written in the lower corner. Her trembling fingers reached out toward the canvas, touching the signature with excruciating slowness, as she desperately tried to unearth the memory of this painting from her past. No matter how hard she wracked her brain and searched through the years of her life, there was nothing! Not a single trace crossed her mind of that night when this dreamlike, unreal flower was painted with its turbulent colors and unrefined shadow work. How could a painting bearing her handwritten signature rest in the heart of Adrian’s private office without her knowledge? Soft taps on the frame of the open door broke the quiet of the suite, followed by the sound of light footsteps. Aline turned in slight panic to find one of the estate’s maids standing respectfully, her head bowed. The maid smiled in a gentle tone: — "My Lady..
The breaking point of love Ch38: The Painting
Aline woke up slowly, a strange weight pressing upon her chest. She opened her eyes to meet the faint golden light escaping from the window of the luxurious suite. For a few brief seconds, her blue eyes wandered alienly across the decorated ceiling before registering the warm, steady gaze of the man wrapping his strong arm around her waist.Adrian was not sleeping; he was awake, contemplating her, watching the struggle of emotions across her small face, studying her features intently. He didn't move an inch, maintaining the warmth of his embrace and his grounded posture while gently stroking her short hair with his fingertips.His gaze drifted subtly to her trembling lips before locking his eyes onto hers, speaking in a low, deep voice brimming with refuge and comfort:— "Good morning, my love. Did you sleep comfortably?"Aline looked at him, offering a quiet gaze—uncertain how to respond to the word "my love," yet in the deepest depths of her heart, she had finally decided to surrend
The breaking point of love Ch37: Siege
Dana remained seated behind her desk in Rome, the darkness of the night clouding the room while the cruel silence weighed heavily upon her. She tossed her phone aside onto the scattered papers, her chest filling with an unbearable sense of heartbreak and bitterness. The housemaid’s words kept echoing in her mind like a constant reminder of the plain truth: no matter how high her status rose or how much she gave to Adrian, she would always remain second best... a passing margin in a story where Eileen occupied the absolute center.In the midst of this lostness and grief that had battered her pride, her phone vibrated again on the desk, sending a light hum that cut through the room's silence. She raised her exhausted eyes to check the screen, only to find a name she never expected to see at such an hour... Marco.She took a deep breath, trying to pull herself together, then picked up and answered in a voice that seemed to vent her frustration on the caller:— "Yes, what do you want? H
The breaking point of love Ch36: Embraced After the Scattered Storm
The car passed through the massive iron gates of Adrian’s estate, penetrating the stone driveway flanked by tall trees until it came to a stop in front of the main entrance. The estate was shrouded in a solemn silence, utterly deserted save for the guards stationed at the perimeter walls and a few house staff fading into the shadows of the night. Adrian didn't wait a single second; he stepped out and lifted Eileen into his arms with firm resolve, as though fearing she might dissolve between his hands if he loosened his grip.They stepped inside, the echoes of his heavy footsteps resounding against the luxurious marble floor. He carried her through the wide corridors, ascending toward the upper level, until he pushed open the door to his private suite and locked it behind them immediately, isolating them completely from the outside world.The moment the door shut, all apparent calm vanished. Adrian pulled her toward him with fiery intensity, enclosing her body within his arms, his li
The breaking point of love Ch35: A Passionate Kiss
Movement inside the car froze for a few agonizing seconds, Adrian’s eyes fixing upon her in utter shock. This kiss was no passing impulse; it was a desperate cry for help from a shattered soul. His mind couldn't initially grasp the suddenness of her touch, but the accelerating, frantic pace of her breath and her total surrender melted away every last shred of his self-control.All of his cold composure vanished in a single instant. He pulled her toward him with immediate, fiery force, wrapping his powerful arm around her back to press her trembling frame against his chest. His other hand intertwined with the strands of her hair, tilting her head back to return her kiss with a ravenous, breath-stealing intensity. The kiss was charged with overwhelming tension and burning longing—an expression of a fierce desire stored up in his chest over days, and her desperate need to lose herself in his warmth, escaping the memories of betrayal that haunted her.The heat of their mingling breaths
