|Aurora|..*..*..*..*...Amanda descanted down the stairs, with an apple in her hand as she took bite of it while her eyes focused at her son. She looked at her son, with a mixture of amusement and approval. A genuine smile played on Amanda's lips, adding an extra layer of uneasiness to me.Her eyes met yours, and that guileless smile remained, "Hey Aurora, you have come? Why do you standing at the gate, come inside."- Her voice relaxed, as I stood there like a fool. I felt the weight of humiliation and heartbreak intertwining. Amanda's eyes moved from her son to the young woman cradled in his lap and took her seat. There was pleasant satisfaction in her look, rather than disbelief or disgust as if she was approving of his son's actions.Caught in the crossfire of emotions, I stood witness to the betrayal not only by my husband but also by a mother-in-law who appeared to take perverse pleasure in the crumbling of my heartbreak.As tears continued to stream down my face, the overwhelm

|Author Pov|..*..*..*...Aurora sat on bed, she was sent to her room, whereas Amanda was now with Lucas, her heart was still beating in fear that Amanda will do something with her little brother. Tears were streaming from her eyes as the door opened, entering Rayn.She angrily got up from bed and stormed towards him holding him by his collar, “Don’t you dare to do anything with my brother, Rayn.” – She stated, her body was shivering under rage. Her eyes were red so was the tip of her nose.Rayn narrowed his eyes at her words, and then his eyes fell on her hand, “Leave my collar, Aurora.”- He gritted his teeth, he despised repeating his words, he hates when people didn’t show him any respect and this girl had the audacity to grab his collar and asked questions.Rayn's frustration boiled over. In a swift and forceful motion, he seized her hand and spun her around, his grip unyielding. He pressed her back against his solid chest; Aurora winced as he twisted her hand, a sharp hiss escapi

At the back of 25 years (Parents of Aurora Taylor: Brian Taylor and Susan Harding)Brian Taylor, the charismatic heir to the Taylor family fortune, had always been the talk of the college campus. His sharp features, toned physique, and undeniable charm made him the object of admiration for many girls. The Taylor name carried weight not just within the college walls, but throughout the city. The Taylors were renowned for their wealth, influence, and a legacy that spanned generations.Despite the attention and infatuation from his female peers, Brian was not the stereotypical playboy. Unlike the expectations that often accompanied his status, he chose not to engage in casual relationships. His principles and values set him apart from the typical image associated with young men of his stature. The legacy of the Taylor family was not just about financial success; it was also about maintaining a certain level of dignity and responsibility.Susan Harding possessed a beauty that turned head

The room fell into a heavy silence as his words hung in the air, she could feel the weight of his gaze, like a predator sizing up its prey, it sent shivers down her spine. Her eyes looked at him bewildered, the words felt like a hiss of gasoline which was burning her entire being.Aurora's groans of pain echoed through the confined space as Rayn mercilessly tightened his grip on her hair. Each tug felt like fiery tendrils of agony, shooting through her scalp and down her spine. She groaned in pain as Rayn tightened his grip on her hair, dragging her helplessly upstairs. Despite her efforts, she couldn't loosen his hold, each step intensifying the torment.As her heart pounded in her chest, she was scared now what he’ll do with her since this look of him she never anticipated, he looked devil who was hungry for its prey. She never imagined her sweet gentle caring husband was monster in human form.Rayn's grip tightened and a cruel sneer twisted his face as he continued dragging her m

|Author Pov|..*..*..*...It’s been an hour, Aurora still stood there like this, her both hands were tied tightly over her head with the ropes, her whole body weight was on her legs whereas her another leg was on the air. Aurora struggled against the tight ropes that bound her.She could feel the rough texture of the ropes biting into her wrists. With every passing moment, the discomfort intensified, and the room seemed to close in on her.Aurora's body trembled with fatigue, the relentless strain on her limbs taking its toll. Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, stinging her eyes as they threatened to close from exhaustion. Her hands throbbed with pain, the tightness of the ropes leaving imprints on her wrists. The gnawing emptiness in her stomach causing her spinning her head.Without her knowledge her one leg which was on air till now touched the ground slightly and in an instant a hit landed on her feet. A sharp, agonizing pain shot up her legs, and an involuntary cry escaped