Todos os capítulos de Collide : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Tension coiled tight in her stomach. He was a man of his word. She was feeling scared of his promising tone and confidence. 'What was he going to do?' Her thoughts were nagging her. The thought of him bedding her gave mixed feelings to her - frightened but her inner bliss was changing everything. She was angry with herself. She didn't let anyone touch her. But she couldn't stop herself from sensing her emotions and feelings when he came near her and he softly touched her making her feel that she was the most delicate thing in the universe. Her only hopes were her brothers – Orlando and Alberto. She was hoping they would rescue her as soon as possible but his confident tone was shattering her every hope. She felt like standing on the battlefront. 'What's he going to do in the evening?' She closed her eyes to feel peace within her. All she got was his thoughts hovering over her brain. She frowned in resentment. She slithered her fing

His icy blue gaze was a full blast of cold as he stared at her brothers, following her into the house. He wasn't worried about his safety. They weren't friends but he needed only one second to have a new enemy. Roberto tapped his hand over his shoulder. "Xander," He motioned with his head to follow him. His guards followed him but he raised his hand to stop them. "He's my son-in-law, now." He felt proud in his tone. He smirked but He held himself to take out his gun at his motion to follow him. His expression was stern as he went after him. They ambled through the hallway. The old man shoved the door open. His gaze skimmed around his office which was looking more like a library. "Shelbina loves to read fantasy books." Roberto smiled. He wasn't expecting love for her from Reyes' family as she was an adopted kid, "She's adopted." He couldn't help but say it to him. "She is. My wife didn't give birth to her. But she's o

She blinked her eyes as Orlando stood in front of her, his hands sliding in his pockets. It was becoming his habit. The dance floor was full like before. She furrowed. "Did you cancel the meeting?" She asked. He raised his eyebrows. "It has been two hours." He looked at her with concern but schooled his expression immediately. "Oh! I was so occupied looking at the dancing people. I didn't look at the time." She smiled. It wasn't a full lie, but not a full truth either. He glanced at her for a second. "Do you wanna go with Xander?'' Orlando asked, " No." She jumped down the stool, ''But I'll be fine." Sauntering forward, she kissed the cheek of her brother, "Good night." Her body tense when she felt him walking toward her. "You can come with me." She knew Orlando meant it. His hands balled into fists. She shook her head. She didn't want an unnecessary fight. "He won't hurt me." She said, her voice was assuring. He curtly nodd

She kept pounding her fists in the punching bag, her knuckles were bruised, and she was using her pain as fuel to build herself strong. She kneed the bag, and a row of punches was thrown on it. Her anger could be seen from her deep frown that formed lines over her forehead. "Shelbina," Janette's infuriated voice reverberated in the gym. Her footfalls were louder than normal. She didn't stop jabbing her fists and kneeing the bag. Sweat was dripping down her forehead, neck, and back, almost she was bathed in her sweat. "Ell!" Sara's voice was soft. It couldn't stop her, couldn't pacify her rage. She felt a hand covering her shoulder. She squeezed her eyes shut. She began to breathe in and out, "Mom, Father wants you to cook today," She forced her voice to be calm, pushing the anger away. "You're going to wed," Janette scolded her as she pulled on her shoulder to face her. She lowered her gaze which was a pool of burning enrage and i

She spent the night sitting up, contemplating her plan. It felt safe running after the wedding. Her coherent thoughts never left her. She didn't carry anything with her. Her gaze didn't move from the horizon waiting for the sun to rise. She could feel the coming danger, in the gnawing pit, in her chest in the emptiness in her heart. She was determined not to shed a tear. But the thought of staying away from her family and under the fear that he would catch her at any time and would haul her back into his hell. He didn't try to talk, try anything to frighten her, the dangerous aura around him always kept her alert and sent a warning to go far away from him. Tears had hovered many times in her eyes, the burning sensation did not leave her. She blinked, feeling the need to cry, she dug the heels of her hands in her eyes and tried to ignore the tears burning at the backs of her eyelids. A soft rap broke the chain of her thoughts. Her head turned to the door.