All Chapters of Forgotten Past...You are mine : I am yours: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 41: Don’t be afraid“My soul has been searching for you. Your soul and mine are one,”“We appear and disappear within each other. I close my eyes, even though you are miles away, I can feel you in every breathe I take. We are always meant to be as one.”The phone ring precisely six o’clock that evening. Annie keeps looking from her finger towards the ringing instrument, as her mind was also occupied with the words ringing like truth in her memory. The moment the phone stop ringing, someone suddenly knock loudly on her door. She simply stayed in her chair not moving. She can’t believe the drastic turn her life suddenly turned. There was a missing piece of the puzzle that currently are her life. She instinctively senses something was very wrong. It almost felt like she was part of some type of emotional game.“Annie, open the bloody door. I know you in there,” yelled Victor. This man in her life also leave a huge question in her heart but she can’t seem to find the answer.She k

Chapter 43: Secret Lies (Between Lovers)“Sit down Annie Saint-Claire Casey,” his voice was cold and harsh in tone.The big room has a chill that cut into the bones. She shivers before she stumbles with searching hands out front hoping to touch a chair. It was clear she has lost her cane back at the junkyard.“Sit your ass down bloody hell,” the chill in his tone making her shivers.Annie feeling weak and shaky managed to find the chair and sits down carefully. She can hear him moves around her almost like a cage animal. Her hands carefully circle around her too slim body. Just a couple of hours ago he held her passionately then he just up and left after that call.“I want answers. You better tell me the truth.” Aaron keeps circling.“What do you want from me?” Annie delves deeply into herself to find the sudden calm. She is blind but certainly no one’s pushover. Her mom always said know your enemy and adapt according to the situation you find yourself in.“Who the hell are you really

“Annie Saint-Claire Casey…” The woman’s voice boomed across the restaurant.Annie slowly turns to search for her. She instantly frowns when she recognized the woman as the owner and editor of the seediest tabloid who was making it a point of following her every move. Her eyes concealed behind her dark glasses she sits rooted in her chair just watching her. She has quickly learned if she ignores the woman, she simply creates her own version of a story.“Ma’am, what do you want me to do?” Martha, secret nun disguise as a personal assistant softly questions from her position.“Nothing,”“As you wish.” She blends back into her position of invisibility.Annie turns to focus on her tablet. She noticed there was several messages from Aaron. She has been actively avoiding him. Since the moment she managed to escape from his brutal clutches, she has been staying out of his way.&ldquo

The black tinted window van stood across the street. The scared face man and the woman kept focus eyes on the happening near the mansion. They tried finding a way onto the grounds but the place was well guarded.“Anja…” Victor said in his brusque voice. His heated eyes stay on the front gate of the mansion.“Yes, my love?” Anja asked sweetly. She reached out to start tracing the bulging muscles of his left arm. She plants a warm wet kiss onto the skin.“Enough, this isn’t the time.” He said with suppress fury.“Victor, don’t you love me?” she asked in a tiny voice. Anja looks at the monster face man but she doesn’t see the ugliness within him. “You never make love to me anymore.” She said in a now whining voice.“I don’t desire you.” He said flatly.“Victor…you are mine. You choose me.” She said suddenly icy cold.

“Miss, are you okay?” the driver has stopped and opened the backdoor of his vehicle. He has been standing in wait patiently. He also has noticed the tears she was trying her best to hide as she clutches tightly onto her purse.“Yes,” Annie carefully climbed from the back of the car. She looked towards the door watching it slowly opened. Her heart was beating fast while her eyes carefully wander over the silhouette of his body etched within the door.Taking a deep breath, she slowly moved away from the vehicle making her way towards the waiting man. Her whole body feels like jelly when she finally stood right in front of him.“Good evening,” she said softly.“Hello, come inside.” Aaron felt something building within his chest. Instead of sounding friendly his voice was almost rude. He instantly wants to kick himself. Through almost hooded eyes he watches her moved past him. The simple yet elegant black dress