Semua Bab Revenge, Regret And Redemption: Bound In Contract Marriage: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Killian stepped into the desolate field, where the bodies of countless souls lay buried beneath the earth. He wasn't entirely sure why he had come here, drawn to this place after the events of earlier. After dropping Amara and Lucas at the mansion, his instincts had led him straight to this forsaken graveyard. The evening had passed, and the shadows of darkness were beginning to consume everything in its reach. His feet moved on their own, leading him in a particular direction. Before he knew it, he was standing in front of an old gravestone. He stared at it with empty eyes, his hands buried deep in his pockets. Its surface was covered in soil and grime, obscuring the name inscribed on it. He knelt slowly, his movements deliberate as he reached out and began to brush the soil from the gravestone. The name gradually came into view: Liliana Suvillian. A sigh escaped his lips. "It’s been a long time, Madre." He traced her name with his thumb, the emptiness in his eyes began to fade, re

The video played, ever so cruelly, ever so painfully, its brutality unfolding in agonising detail. The men’s savagery was laid bare before her eyes, exposing the creatures they truly were. They ravaged her helpless body, feasting on her as if she weren’t human. Amara's lips quivered, unable to form words, unable to process the horrors before her. They were touching her, abusing her flesh with a cruel smile on their faces. Her eyes brimmed with unshed tears, her vision blurring as her trembling hands clutched the camera.And then, she cried.She cried until her eyes burned, until her entire body convulsed with the sheer force of her sobs. She was violated without mercy, even while she was unconscious, with no sense of reality, as they turned her world into a horrifying nightmare. They stripped her of her dignity, again and again, pouncing on her inhumanly. Her chest tightened, the pain so suffocating it stole her breath. A horrible pain seized her heart, and the camera slipped from

Killian couldn't stand the suffocating air inside the room anymore. So, he stormed out, his face having defeat all over it. His wife was inside, her fragile body soaked in blood, fighting for a life that was slipping away too quickly. The sight of her, broken and dying on that cold hospital bed, was more than he could bear. He never felt so weak before, and never faced a defeat so painful like this. He had lashed out at them, gripping their collars with fury, demanding they save her. What the doctors said still echoed in his mind like a death sentence, "Her chances are slim. Her body is too weak. The pregnancy is killing her, she’s too young, too traumatised. Her body can’t handle it." Forced pregnancy. Trauma. Weak body. Every word they spoke clawed deeper into his soul. He felt his throat tighten hearing that. This was his doing, his cruelty, his thirst for revenge that had destroyed her. Not Derek. Not anyone else. He was the one who dragged her into his hell, destroyed her b

Killian refused to acknowledge her words, as if they had never left her lips, pretending they hadn’t sliced through him and torn him apart. He clung to the illusion, seeking comfort in the facade of a lie, as though denying the truth could somehow change it."You’re going to love our daughter," he said quietly, lips curving up into a small smile. "We will be a family. She’s going to be our-" "She's not my daughter!" Amara hissed. "She is a result of sin, and I will never love her!" Her throat burned from the force of her words, but she didn’t care. She needed him to feel them, to have her words cut through the illusion he was making in his sick mind. "Amara!" Killian growled, gritting his teeth in rage. "I am speaking the truth, Killian," Amara replied, a mirthless smile twisting her lips. "Don’t you remember how she was born? How can I love her and consider her my daughter when she was the very r-reason my life was destroyed?" Her voice cracked, words trembling as she fought aga

Amara couldn’t bring herself to believe him. Deep down, she knew that no matter how much she wanted to, Killian Suvillian would never agree to her terms. He was a selfish man, someone who always took what he wanted, regardless of the cost or consequences. So why would he let her go simply because she’d tried to escape this life once and for all? He claimed to love her, but could his love really be so powerful, so deep, that he’d set her free without a second thought? Who was the real Killian? Was he the ruthless man she’d come to know since the day her life was torn apart, or was he this version now claiming he’d let her go? She couldn’t make sense of it. Everything was becoming suffocating, overwhelming, terrifying. Moments like these made her wonder if it would be easier to end her life than to keep living each day in fear. Then why did she hesitate when he offered to let her go? Perhaps, after all she’d endured, the promise of freedom felt too alluring to resist. She wanted