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Chapter 108: Concealed

Was it an inner battle between me and me of Margarita, or was it really happening with her where she was waiting for the one while another one was offering her the rescue? Love and care were never her priorities because she was fed up with it with her family, but it was all the guilt of hurting them that couldn’t let her live in peace. She stood there more than expected when Azra’s wife, Lily, opened the door and called her name.“Mam,” she looked at her with confusion written on her feature but still processed that the words she used to call were not the ones she wanted to hear from her.“Please call me Margarita,” with a thin smile. She joined her way back with her.“Are Mom and Dad home?”“No, but they called twice, wanting to know if you came or not,”“For me?” She grabbed her phone and checked if she missed their call..“Why didn’t they call me?”“Maybe because they don’t want to disturb you with our new guest,” Lily teased, making her cringe internally.“Our guest,”“Aslan Ivank

Chapter 109: Get off his property

“Sammy,” Antonio wailed.A wave of excitement screeched through her, but soon as her feet ceased,in front of the ajar door, that excitement turned into a fury.That sixth sense clobbered and amused her with a cynical smile.“What?” that voice she had known for a very long time reached her ears before her eyes fixated on the figure lazily drowning itself over the couch. She trudged, making her way forward, and gently touched the door.Antonio pressed his hands on his waist in a confronting stance while the man of all the chaos slid on the couch, resting his head back and releasing the smoke from his mouth.“Why are you doing this?” Antonio reprobates his behavior.“Because your doctor irritates me.” Samson heaved a snarl with closed eyes, still absorbing Antonio’s figure hovering in his presence.“This is not right. I can’t lie to her,”“Shut the fuck up, Antonio.” Samson prattled out.“She came to see you here.” Samson lifted his lousy body under the influence of alcohol and filled h

Chapter 110: The invitation

When you are pleased, you enjoy the sound and the beats, but when you are shattered, you understand the lyrics. Margarita and Samson, we’re inclined to comprehend the lyrics. One was eager to understand the reason behind all the chaos, and one was hiding in vain.The worst feeling wants to cry, but holding it in front of those who knew her better. But Margarita handled her fragility well enough over the years, as if she had built the armor around her heart, not letting the air know what was happening inside her.The beat had passed when he declared his hatred. It’s been a week, but for her, the time had stopped at that moment. She indulged herself in work so much that she stopped enjoying the moments she had craved for so long, being with her parents, especially her dad. Just like her usual morning

Chapter 111: Self Control

“I am taking you to the special club.” Her eyes widened. There could be the possibility of a strip club, pub, or something more.“Special club? What is that supposed to mean?” She frowned; she didn’t like the uncertainty of the plan.“Don’t worry; we will have fun,”“I thought we were going for dinner.”“We are, but before that, choose any of them.” he extended a bunch of brochures.“What is that? Do I need to choose one of them?” She flipped the options one after another.“Standup comedy, cliche,”“Strip club, um, watching another woman, nay, I will pass. I mean, this is what you will enjoy.” She rolled her eyes, and he observed her while driving, b

Chapter 112: Despair

Stepping away from the person she presumed to spend time with, Margarita directed herself towards the restroom. However, she took the tiny bits of that scotch, but it seems like she was all drunk, or maybe he notched the audacity level, invading her sanity lines like a thin power. Did he make her uncomfortable? No, but too much sharing of emotions was making her nervous. She entered the restroom and emptied her anxious bladder. She heard voices playing, talking about their business loudly. One washed her hands outside while another questioned her from the next cubical. “Where did you find him?” The sound felt familiar, that baritone voice, with a snort in the end. She had heard somewhere, but Margarita chose to pounder her own thoughts. “I usually go to his pub, and it turns out I bumped into the owner,” “Which pub?” Ma

Chapter 113: Some suggestions

“I am sure, whatever the reason is, you better keep the person alive because I am worse than anyone else here.”Aslan's words didn’t leave her mind. If not wrong, she never wanted to be the reason for the war between Aslan and Samson. Lying, she blankly staring at the ceiling of her room. What is happening in her life? A few months ago, she didn’t know anyone. And now she is in the middle of everything. Her train of thought halted when her phone started to buzz, showing Mateo’s name on it.“Brother,” her smile widened, watching him after a long time. Since her parents are here, they don’t get time to talk to each other, and Mateo gets busy handling the business in the absence of Decker.“Jellybean, how are you?”“I am good.

Chapter 114: He knows the darkest of her fear

The morning was blissful, and the shimmering light entered the window and knocked at Margi’s flawless skin. Her phone buzzed quite a few times, reminding her she was getting wishes from colleagues and friends. Not that they were so close to calling her and intervening in her day, but just a casual message will suffice.She prepared herself and walked down, but paused at the stairs. The commotion hit her eardrums as usual, but the glimpses of colors from the window weren’t enough to adjoin it. Her brows knitted in confusion, and steps motioned towards the main door, where she heard the unison of the birthday song recited only for her.Her eyes sparkled, watching rainbow colors everywhere, and the garrulous was making her goosebumps. The snow cone stall, jumping house, balloons, pizza, popcorn, and clown show. It was a small fair that showed up in their mansion’s yard.A smile knitted on her face; this was not expected as a birthday surprise.“How’s it?” Decker pecked her head, watching

Chapter 115: He wanted to taste her

The roads were stretched like a fine inked line, with the dusk lights barely piercing through the grey storm clouds brewing at the horizon. It would be hard to anticipate whether the weather will soothe or will bring the storm in the next few hours. She scanned the sky and pushed the gas as if it would get her to her destination before the time. The desperation to tell him her heart out seems to be a restless act.The car breathes and takes the energy of her desperation, raising the speed limit. All this time, she was waiting for him, but never realized she could also tell him about her. She loves him, and maybe he is waiting for her confession. A smile knitted, thinking the game of destiny. The man who hated her later became the person to heal her. The man he thought was impossible to understand was an open book for her.Is it a crime to appreciate a beautiful thing?Why does my name sound so good when you taste it?I am not leaving you, Miss Margarita.How can someone not fall in lo

Chapter 116: The final sealed kiss

“Did you really wanted to rape me?” Samson lifted his face to see her eyes filled with translucent tears prickling down her cheeks. She didn’t bother to look at him and confront the truth when he already declared it.He was tongue-tied in front of her and hated himself for everything he was pulling with her.“I had always wondered what changed you. Was it us, or did you seek me as your home?” there was no complaint about it, simple yearning? He dropped his hand, and there he was, dropping the veil of being the bad guy here and showing sentiments only for her. It’s like quicksand pulling him inside; his hands and mouth are tied.“I remember the way you looked at me, Samson.” her bewitching eyes peeled him raw, which he couldn’t afford, not now when he was close to losing her forever.“This... what you said upstairs... I know it’s a lie.” She cupped his face with that soft touch he missed for so long, and he averted his eyes from her mesmerizing face, calling his name.“Why are you doin

Chapter 117: He is winning the game

The rain poured down the features, and the thunder shrouded the sky, leaving these two bodies colliding together. One was enjoying the victory, and the other was shattering into his arms. He held her against the boisterous splash of water droplets, didn’t know her salted tears were soaked somewhere in the air. A pair of brown eyes watched through the window. A growl escaped inside his chest, watching his daughter into another man’s arm, but it subsided when she was the one who claimed his lips and trusted his warmth more than anyone else. His mind sifted and flashed through the memory of when Amber’s rejection broke through him. He would never allow that suffering to come near Margarita, but watching her was a sense of peace when she collected herself before anything and chose the right partner for herself. Decker didn’t hate Samson. Instead, he used to see himself in him, but it was unnecessary for Samson would make her happy. She deserves every ounce of love from this world, whether

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