Todos los capítulos de A SILENT BRIDE FOR THE BILLIONAIRE: Capítulo 191 - Capítulo 200

Hands on head. Burning it. "I know, but do not put the sins of the father upon the son, please." Well, the voice sounded desperate. It was weak with heart-torn appeals. The eyes were quite swollen with tears as though one were to pour water into them. Hands held together in prayer, rocking back and forth, he reminded everyone of the intense suffering. Forced to plead, lie, and prattle.The desperation in Desmond's voice was unmistakable, as if his heart were pouring out to plead. "I know, sir, but for God's sake, do not let the sins of the father be visited upon the son," he said, his eyes filled with tears; his hands were clasped in prayer, swaying back and forth as a reminder of the agony he had been through. Forced to beg, lie, and prattle.Adrian's face was a stony wall so that not even his eyes could move when he said, begging, his voice firm but much tinged with sadness- "You never can tell, you still have the blood of your father in you" as if to proclaim. "I'm sorry, but I can

"So why don't you just go ahead and try? Samuel has an evil grin on his face. It looks so perfect on him." "And for you, Adrian, get your wife ready; you will see her tomorrow, minus her life. When he spoke, his voice had an acrid finality that shattered the already shaky illusions of hope.""This is enough, Samuel," he started. He interrupted himself in the middle of his sentence, almost stammering through it. The anguish was deep: "Please refrain from harming my wife anyhow. She means the world to me." His mind was pleading, imploring Samuel to spare his wife's life."Ah, your beautiful wife-the one you seem to care so much about-hanging there," Samuel said, thoroughly entertained. "How do you think you're gonna bribe my boys, so they will side with you?"The venom in his tone was unmistakable. "I will destroy you, Adrian; I will make you completely incapable. Your entire generation will perish. You have my word," Samuel spat his threat like a curse-word.The room was silent now, he

The other two men continued to come closer with their footsteps pounding the ground in relentless chase. They were shooting bullets towards Adrian's car, the gunfire echoing through the air. Starting with a rev, Adrian's car went off, tires screeching as he rode away from the danger. The raw roar of the engine echoed through the air and, in spirit, shook the very foundations of the earth.Adrian, driving like the wind, witnessed his speedometer needle rise and fall a hair's breadth from the upper limits. Isaac and Desmond were so thrilled that their faces glowed with joy and relief. "Yoooo!" They were vociferating, gravely hoarse from the excitement. The atmosphere was thunderous inside the car, filled with buoyancy while speeding away from impending attack.A few minutes later, they reached home, the car crunching softly on gravel as it pulled in front of the house. Adrian, the two men, and I got out, tired faces etched with relief. "Come in," I said to them, with a warm, welcoming v

Desmond's words echoed out in the air. Emotion caught up with me, and I was feeling astonished. "Uncle Samuel, little son Desmond," I whispered, my voice shaking with disbelief. I opened my arms wide, and Desmond walked into them, holding me tightly. "I hugged him, shouting, I felt so happy," I blurted out, my face streaming with tears. The warmth of his body, the rhythm of the heartbeat; it all felt comfortable and connected."So happy with both of you around me," I said as I held Desmond and Isaac close to me. I turned to Adrian, curiosity piqued. "How do you guys know Adrian?" I asked in wonder. Desmond inhaled deeply, and his eyes momentarily glazed with emotions."Hmmm," he breathed, lips barely forming the word, "Samuel-my dad-lied to me. He said that he was my uncle, but one day, I found out that he indeed was my father." I felt my heart lurch; shock and surprise filled me as the enormity of what he said hit me. Desmond dropped his head in shame and regret. The room faded, and

We had the waiter bring us the alcohol, which got us drinking, with that cool liquid sliding down our throats and savoring the taste. Adrian would take a cup of alcohol, and I at the same time would do the same, our eyes meeting in a toast, as we clinked our cups together. In the next 20 minutes, we got high, the music and laughter blending with wild screaming and dancing as we forgot our worries and cares.The club sounded alive, the music pumping and flashing lights in ecstasy, as we were letting it all out and taking off our inhibitions like clothes thrown aside. It was already night; darkness outside seemed to press in as we danced, swaying and moving in perfect harmony with feet. He was so drunk, staggered and ridiculous, eyes glassy, and so slurred were his words.He said he would drive us back home, his voice firm and eyes steady as he took the keys from Adrian. "I'll drive," he said calmly.By the time we came home, we stumbled into the room, our feet dragging, arms holding on