All Chapters of Torn between love and hate : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Trust that you find difficult to giveThe next morning, as soon as I woke up, I went to the bathroom, washed my face, and brushed my teeth. Then I applied some foundation and let my hair down. I still had half an hour before I needed to leave for university, so I took the time to drink some coffee. I put on a pair of jeans and a white sweater, threw on my jacket, grabbed my bag, slipped into my shoes, and opened the door.Dante was standing right outside, hands in his pockets, looking at me.“Good morning,” he said.“Um… good morning,” I replied, probably looking surprised.He took one hand out of his pocket and gently touched my cheek, then the corner of my lip—the exact spot where the bruise was.“Didn’t you promise me you wouldn’t go outside today?”Damn. I had completely forgotten.I placed my bag and jacket on the bed and walked over to him.“Does it hurt?” he asked.“No,” I answered.“Can we talk?”“Yes.”“Come with me,” he said.I followed him into his office. Being in that roo

A kind of intoxication that sharpens your emotionsTonight is the party.My dress finally arrived, and the shoes are perfect too.I’m planning to wear my hair up, with a delicate necklace — thin, elegant, and set with tiny green stones that match my simple green earrings.I’ve never felt this beautiful before.And all I can think about is running to Dante, just to see him smile at me… just to feel him wrap his arms around me.I want to lose myself in his warmth and scent.I pulled my hair up into a messy bun, letting my curls fall naturally around my face.Then I put on the necklace and earrings — subtle, graceful touches that completed the look.My makeup was already done.The only thing left was to go to Matteo’s office to grab some papers I needed for my essay.Nana had told me earlier that I could take them from Dante’s drawer.I picked up my bag and headed to his office.I knocked once — no answer.I knocked again. Still nothing.So I pushed the door open and stepped inside. The

Edward and his Charlie's Angels Amelia was digging through my closet, frantically searching for a dress that would match her necklace. The three of us were sitting on the bed, eating Nana’s homemade chocolate cake.“So, what’s going on with Dante?”Noah looked at me and raised his eyebrows.“What do you mean?”“Has your relationship moved forward?”“What exactly do you mean by moved forward?”I looked at Noah, confused.“Oh my God, Eveline,” Lily rolled her eyes, clearly losing patience. “She means—have you had sex or something?”“Whoa, whoa, hold on!” Noah turned to her and quickly covered her mouth with his hand. “You know Eveline’s a little shy about this stuff. You don’t have to be so blunt.”Lily pulled his hand off.“Oh come on, why tiptoe around it?”“Can you all stop talking like I’m not even here? And Noah, to answer your question—no, nothing’s happened.Unless you count the fact that we slept in the same bed.”“Who slept with who?” Amelia walked out of the room holding a bl

The fear that slowly takes over youWe stayed like that for minutes. I didn’t want to let go of his hand. If I could, I would’ve stayed like that for hours, or even the whole night. I held him tightly against my heart. He didn’t ask any questions; I just held on firmly. I could see in his eyes that he was worried about me, but despite that, he remained silent.Slowly, I pulled away and looked into his eyes. Then I touched his face — his skin was slightly rough. His eyes followed my every move. I cupped his face gently in my hands and kissed him softly. Then, once more, I touched his lips tenderly and kissed him again. When I looked into his eyes, I noticed a flicker of worry. He cared about me because I was acting unusually. I knew that too, but I had no answer for why I was behaving that way.“Baby will you tell me what’s going on now?” His voice was low and hoarse.I shook my head because I didn’t know the reason for my behavior either.“Evelyn, something’s not right, and you have t

Where Illusions DieWhen I opened my eyes, Dante’s side of the bed was empty.Quietly, I pushed myself up, and a sharp pain ran through my body—especially between my thighs. The sensations from last night still lingered, burning vividly in my mind.I pieced everything together in my head — Dante and I… we had sex.Once I gathered myself, I carefully got out of bed, wrapping the sheet around my body, and walked into the bathroom. The hot shower eased the tension in my muscles, if only slightly. Afterward, I dressed in something simple, towel-dried my hair, and just as I was about to leave the room, Dante walked in.His face — something was off. His eyes lit up, but not with warmth. There was a fire in them, sharp and searing. My breath caught in my throat.He moved toward me slowly, with deliberate, heavy steps. In his hand was his phone. Without a word, he pressed play on a video.It was me.I was leaving Dante’s office, papers clutched in my hand — the same papers I’d taken that nigh