Semua Bab Twisted Vows Of Desire : Bab 41 - Bab 50

The night stretched on in a blur of champagne flutes, whispered conversations, and calculated smiles. The gala—this charade—had become a dizzying circus. The world around me seemed to fade as I stood there, trying to catch my breath in the oppressive weight of expectations and deceit. Every step I took, every smile I forced, felt like I was walking deeper into a trap I couldn’t escape.I glanced at Dominic, who stood by my side, his presence as suffocating as it was magnetic. His sharp eyes scanned the room, the familiar tension in his posture making it clear that he was as uncomfortable as I was. But we were both playing our roles, pretending that we weren’t on the edge of something far more dangerous than a mere marriage contract.“You’re quiet tonight,” Dominic remarked, his voice low as he leaned closer, his breath warm against my ear. I shivered involuntarily, trying to ignore the way my body responded to his proximity. This wasn’t the time for weakness.“I don’t enjoy pretending

The next few days felt like I was living in a fog, moving through each hour with the sensation that something massive was just out of reach. The encounter in the garden had shaken me more than I cared to admit, leaving me with more questions than answers. What had Liam meant? What was Dominic hiding? Why did I feel like I was slipping further into a world I had no control over?But it wasn’t just the questions that weighed on me—it was the silence. Dominic was quieter, his presence more oppressive. He barely spoke to me, but his eyes followed my every move, as if he was waiting for me to make the wrong choice. I was no fool. I knew what was happening, and it terrified me. The more I uncovered, the more I felt like I was drowning in a sea of lies and deceit.And yet, there was something else. The pull between Dominic and me—it hadn’t lessened. If anything, it had grown stronger. The tension between us was palpable, an electric current running through the space whenever we were near eac

The clock on the wall ticked loudly, its rhythmic ticking echoing in the otherwise quiet room, mirroring the chaotic thoughts that were spiraling in my head.I stood alone in my bedroom, staring out the large window, watching the rain pour relentlessly from the sky. The world outside was dark, a heavy storm drowning the city in shadows, and for a brief moment, I wished I could disappear into the storm—let the rain wash away the anger, the fear, the confusion that had been building inside me. But I knew I couldn’t. I had never been able to escape, not once in my life. Not from my family, not from Dominic, and certainly not from this web of deceit and manipulation.The sound of the door opening broke my reverie, and I didn’t have to turn around to know who it was. His presence filled the room before he even spoke, a suffocating weight that made it impossible to breathe.“Elena.”I didn’t respond, keeping my eyes trained on the storm outside. The last few days had been nothing but a whir

I couldn’t help but feel a chill crawling up my spine as I stepped out into the cold night air. The weight of the conversation still hung heavy on me, a thick fog of uncertainty clouding my thoughts. But there was something else gnawing at me, something I couldn’t shake—the memory of Liam.I turned the corner of the grand estate, my heels clicking against the pavement with a rhythm I hadn’t quite noticed before. The night was still, the sky a blanket of dark velvet stretched over the horizon. The stars barely pierced through the city’s light pollution, but I found myself lost in them nonetheless. It was a brief escape from the chaos that had become my life.The sharp sound of a door opening broke through my thoughts. I whipped around, already knowing who it was.Liam.His figure emerged from the shadows, his expression unreadable. “You’re leaving?” His voice was low, almost hesitant, as if he wasn’t sure whether to speak or not.I didn’t answer immediately, my gaze dropping to the gro

Dominic's words echoed in my mind like an inescapable shadow. My father—the man I had always looked up to, the cornerstone of my existence—was entangled in everything: the deceit, the corruption, the betrayal that had engulfed both our families. How had I overlooked it? How had I been so oblivious? The world around me felt like it was spiraling out of control; the once-enchanting ballroom, adorned with sparkling chandeliers and gleaming marble floors, now felt stifling. I hardly noticed the chatter, the laughter, or the clinking of glasses. All I could focus on was the rapid thumping of my heart, each pulse a reminder of the delicate situation I found myself in. I had to escape. I needed air. The walls felt like they were closing in, suffocating me. Instinctively, I turned and headed for the exit, my thoughts racing. I sensed Dominic behind me, but I wasn’t ready for him to follow. Not yet. I needed time to process everything, to think clearly. I required answers that only one pers