บททั้งหมดของ Beauty And Her Beast: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

I watched the city outside. A peaceful sight. As I sat on my office chair right in front of my husband who was busy with a meeting in a conference hall. It's been one week since our half anniversary celebration. A night which is unforgettable. A memorial night. I still can't erase those memories as they are still freshly captured inside my heart. The reason why I was sitting alone inside his office room was not feeling well. Yeah! I had some headache and Vincent refused to let me attend the meeting even if my presence was necessary. This was the biggest deal of all, but still he refused me to be there and locked me inside his office with his guard, Ken. I suppose Ken was bored because he was reading something from the small library present in Vincent's office."What are you reading with such a dedication?"I finally asked, being curious. Ken and Luca were the only men whom Vincent allowed to be around me, since he's a possessive jerk and doesn't like any man near me and, not to mentio

Author's POV'It was nearly one day and one more for Eva to plan her escape, so she could help Elena. Eva was frustrated because she wasn't able to plan her escape with so many guards surrounding the mansion and not to mention about Ken. It was like her brain wasn't working. How would she be able to escape her palace-like mansion with so many guards surrounding her? That was why she was frustrated in the middle of the night.She storms on her feet while walking back and forth. She had been doing it since the evening. Looking adorable in her cute little pajamas with rabbits on them."Ughhhhh!"She huffed."What am I supposed to do? It's been a day and I still haven't figured out about my escape. Ughh! This is so annoying."Like Vincent said, he hadn't been home since last evening after their steamy sex in the office washroom. It was a good thing for Eva, but she still wasn't able to plan her escape and it was irritating her."Even Vincent isn't home, but still I'm not able to do anythi

Her eyes widened as she witnessed the black SUV cars surrounding her. She felt like her breath got stuck in her throat. She couldn't understand if she should get out of the car or not."You stay inside, Miss. I'll check."The driver declared while she nodded her head. If there were enemies of Vincent then she didn't know how she was going to save herself from them. Hell she didn't even know how to drive. She was stuck in the middle of a deserted road. Neither had her phone nor the pendant Vincent gifted her for safety purposes. She felt like a fool for not bringing them with her. The world was still unfamiliar to her as she had been caged her whole life. She was too innocent to survive in a world full of demons."Vincent did everything for me to be safe, only if I didn't acted like a fool."She was scared, thinking about what they would do once they caught her.The driver got out of the car and, at the same time, the person on the other side came out as well. His face wasn't visible,

As the sun began its gentle descent, the sky transformed into a serene canvas of soft pastel—blushed pinks, mellow oranges, and calming purples blending seamlessly. The air, now cooler than the warmth of the day, carried a gentle, fragrant breeze that rustled through the trees in a soothing lullaby.Shadows stretched long and delicate, dancing lightly on the ground as if playing tag with the fading light. The distant hum of day-to-day life receded, replaced by the quiet symphony of crickets and the occasional chirp of a nightingale.The horizon, tinged with a tranquil glow, seemed to embrace the world in a comforting embrace, promising rest and renewal as the stars began to twinkle softly above. In this gentle twilight, the evening wrapped everything in a blanket of peace, inviting reflection and calm except for Eva. crueltyIt was almost a serene night and there were no traces of Vincent, which was making Eva restless. It was unsettling for her after whatever happened a few hours ago

Eva's POV'Time, a ceaseless tide, moves on, A river with no end or dawn.It flows in whispers, soft and fast, turning the future into the past.Pages turn and seasons blend, stories shift, the chapters bend.In its current, moments flee, Echoes of what used to be.Yet within its endless sweep, we find the dreams we strive to keep.Time, in all its fleeting grace, Shapes the contours of our place. Like now when two years went by in a daze, and yet we never knew.There's no doubt when they say time flies faster than a shooting star, fleeting moments that swiftly spar.It rushes by like whispers in the wind, leaving echoes of the life we’ve pinned.And like that, it's been two years and my nephew is already eighteen months old. Literally, he's a gem of our family and the most adorable baby so far. Whenever I see Naomi's son, I always feel like I really want one, but am always scared of how Vincent will react. When I'm yet to confess my feelings, more specifically my jumbled feelings. It