18Kristen He was the man who left me when I needed him the most in my life. The apple of my eyes. The only happiness of my life. My knight. My hero. My ray of hope, which was taken away when he abandoned me, unannounced, all of a sudden. I still could feel the blockage whenever I recalled that hour. When voidness consumed me the second he walked away after spilling the truth on my face.With this hollowing and a paralysing realisation that he was just a dream that scooted away from my eyes forever. He was only an episode that I knew was bound to end one day, yet I drowned myself in the ocean of love, his bounding love. The memories, those vivacious touches of laughter, that stealing pecks from the corner of my mouth, all followed me until the day I swallowed the hard pill, he was destined to stay away from a witch like me. I was cursed and I didn’t want him to live with an ill-fated one.But I still curse the day when he came to tell me his father died and he had to move back with h

20Kristen “Yeah, I loved every second of it,”“That was a stupid but cute stunt of yours, blueberry,” He bit my ear and soaked it with his saliva, “But I loved it,” He placed a kiss at the back of my ear. “I loved watching you two together, it seemed like a perfect moment in that store,” “No!” I opposed, stirring in his hold but to my horror, he only tightened his grip. I hissed when he caged me with the bone-breaking grip. I put on endless effort to unsnap his arms but it all went in vain. I sighed louder, trying to keep my breath under control, but it seemed it would be going to be out of my favour. “Let go of me! Ahh!” “Not until you answer why you left me,” He hissed in my ear, smacking his lower against my hip with a snarl. I hitched and yelped the next when he hurled me out of the blue and I fell on the fleecy mattress. My nerves thinned when he took predatory steps toward me, I could gawk at him through my dishevelled brown locks. My limbs shuddered in his terror. “Please…

22NikolaMy head could burst into flames if I’d try to get up, but either way I had no choice so I forced myself to open my eyes and sat straight on the blood-tainted floor of my bloody loft. My hand involuntarily reached the area where it hurt the most—which was the back of my head. I growled inwardly when I rubbed two fingers on the wound and located blood on them. Rage balled up in my chest. I roamed my eyes around and only spotted the corpse and me in the loft, the fire in my chest ignited more, it was enough to burn down the whole Italy if it would take to get my blueberry back. How the fuck she dared to betray me? Didn’t she know how I could get her back even if she hides herself six feet under? I could give her the worst death she couldn’t even imagine.I struggled to stand and hissed thrice while I walked towards upstairs to lay hands on my cell phone, I dialled Charles’ number and ordered him to handle one dinner reservation in my loft, he sent two of his men and cleared eve