All Chapters of Flames of love and war: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Laura's POVOne moment, I was drowning in the fire of his kiss, his touch branding me in ways I wasn’t prepared for. The next, he yanked me up so fast my head spun. My breath hitched as he gripped my wrist, pulling me to my feet as if nothing had just happened.What the hell?I barely had time to register the loss of his warmth before he was already moving, his sharp eyes scanning the training hall. His entire demeanor shifted, no longer teasing or smug but calculating, alert. Something was up.“Go home.” His voice was low, controlled.I blinked. “Excuse me?”He turned, and that damn smirk stretched across his lips, but there was something different about it this time. Something dark. Almost… evil.I frowned. “What’s going on?”He didn’t answer immediately. He stepped closer, and for a second, I thought he might kiss me again. Instead, he reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair from my face, his fingers lingering at my jaw. “You should leave,” he murmured. “Now.”I swallowed, my

Laura's POVAfter a few moments, the doctor stepped in, offering me a brief update. No change. No improvement. Just the same waiting game I’d been playing for months. I nodded, thanked him, and stepped out of the room, my heart heavier than before.The walls of the hospital felt suffocating, so I turned to the guards. “I need some air. I’ll just take a walk.”They exchanged hesitant glances but followed at a respectful distance as I stepped outside.My mind was elsewhere…on the choices I’d made, on the ones I still had to make.Would I survive this? Or was I only prolonging the inevitable, fighting a battle that would eventually consume me? The thought gnawed at me, filling my chest with a deep, aching uncertainty. It felt like no matter what I did, I was always running in circles, always stuck in the same place, waiting, hoping, fighting.Was I just sacrificing my life for hers?A part of me didn’t mind. My mother had given me everything, even when the world had given her nothing. I

Laura's POVIf there was one thing I enjoyed here, it was the chirping of birds that woke me up in the mornings. I blinked my eyes slowly against the light that filtered in through the curtains.A deep sigh left my lips as I rolled out of bed. Today, I needed to pull myself together. I showered quickly, letting the warm water ease some of the tension lingering in my muscles. After dressing in a simple cream blouse and black trousers, I pulled my hair into a neat ponytail and headed downstairs for breakfast. The dining hall was grand, but today, it felt emptier than usual. Only one place was set. For me. I hesitated at the entrance. The long mahogany table stretched before me, gleaming under the chandelier’s glow. A single cup of coffee steamed beside a plate of toast, eggs, and fresh fruit. Where was Kelvin? And why was no one else here? I pulled out the chair and sat down, trying not to let my nerves show. The silence was thick, suffocating, until the deep sound of foo

Laura's POV A slight tremor ran down my spine, strong enough that he had to have felt it. I couldn't stomach the sight of him kneeling before me and staring at me like I was lunch. I joined him on my knees, sliding my tongue forward into his mouth, seeking his. I held him tightly as our tongues fucked each other, stroking, probing, and sliding across each other. I could feel my heartbeat speeding up, and a tight sensation in my breasts as my nipples began to harden. And then there was a peculiar slightly quivery feeling in my abdomen that I got whenever I was aroused. I knew I was ready to have him, everything that would happen from here was going to be pure ecstasy. My brain had gone on leave. Damn the consequences. When our lips separated, I felt his fingertips brush softly across my cheek and up to my forehead, lightly sweeping hair aside before kissing me on the neck. He started at my jawline, then moved to the base of my neck, finally pressing his lips into the hollow of my th

Kelvin's POVThe touch of her skin was magic. Feeling her breasts on my chest was all it would have taken to undo me. But she needed to be taught a lesson.My cock had been hard since we started kissing, and I was aching to bend her over and ravish her. It had surprised me when she took the initiative.The moment she stormed out of my office, slamming the door hard enough to rattle the glass, I let out a slow breath, my fingers tightening around the cigarette between them. Fuck. I took another long drag, letting the smoke cloud my senses, but it did nothing to drown out the image burned into my mind. She had laid there, flushed and breathless, sprawled out on my office floor in nothing but her underwear. She had looked so fucking perfect. My jaw clenched as heat surged through me, my body betraying the cold control I had forced myself to maintain in front of her. I’d pushed her away, toyed with her, because letting her think she had any power over me was dangerous. But fuck,