All Chapters of CRY OR BETTER YET, BEG: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

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I WAS READY

ZAYNE'S POV The moment I turned back toward the bed, my balance betrayed me. The floor shifted under my boots, like I was standing on a swaying boat. The injury was starting to affect my body. I clenched my jaw and kept walking anyway. I would rather tear myself apart than let her see me falter. Not her. Not this woman. “I’d rather let rats chew me alive than let you make a sound between my thighs. You’re pathetic! I hate you… I hate you!! I swear with my life I will kill you, bastard! Even if it takes years. Even if I have to crawl through hell to do it.” Her voice echoed in my head, replaying itself. I knew she was playing games with this whole memory loss. I wouldn’t underestimate Vince’s assassin doll. I wouldn’t be foolish enough to fall into that trap and let my guard down. That bitch hates me to death. Nothing could ever make her forget her hatred for me. My heart started racing in a strange way—something I hadn’t felt in a long time. She wouldn’t

DROP THE ACT

I was expecting to see the furious face I’d always known. I expected a raised dagger, a weapon—anything aimed at my throat to finish what she had sworn to do.But instead…I saw her tear-filled face staring down at me.“Titan… please… please don’t die on me…”I cursed inwardly.That stupid name again.The world dimmed at the edges, like someone was slowly pulling a curtain over my sight.I tried hard not to let the darkness consume me.If I was going to die, it wouldn’t be while she stood over me, watching and pretending to care.My fingers curled weakly against the sheets, but there was no strength behind it.Fuck it all…“Titan… hang on… I will call someone for you, okay?”Her voice cracked like she was really panicking.She must’ve been such a wonderful actress.Because that voice wasn’t the sharp, venom-laced voice I remembered.This one… broke.I forced my eyes open, just a slit.But my vision was blurry and unstable.Then I looked at her again—there weren’t three of her this tim

PROHIBITED

My eyelids felt like they were weighed down with iron, but I forced them open anyway.Blinding light stabbed into my vision.I blinked twice, then the ceiling came into focus.The Bloodfang hospital. That means I wasn’t dead yet.Just then I felt a heavy pain, crawling through my bones like something alive.Then I heard voices.“…his pulse is stabilizing, but the internal damage—”“Spare me the lecture and answer the question. When will he wake up?”That was Venom's voice.And the person she is talking to must be the doctor.Damn it, my head aches badly.“I—I can’t give an exact—but he—”My fingers twitched, and Venom noticed.“…He’s waking up,” Venom said and came to my bedside.“Took you long enough, I know you can do it,” she said with a smirk.I dragged in a breath, and it burned my lungs.“How long was I out?” I rasped.The doctor flinched slightly at my voice."Hours... you will recover fully in two days."The doctor replied.I tried to push myself up.Pain exploded through my

THE ROOT

The silence stretched between us. I continued. “You think me as some weakling who needs their little cousin to decide who gets close to him? I built this empire with blood and fire while you were still learning how to hold a blade. I don’t need protection from her.” Venom’s jaw clenched. She crossed her arms, the leather of her jacket creaking softly. “You’re not that Zayne everyone fears right now,” she shot back. “From all you said, you are more like Titan. Because that Vince's bitch was planted right here to distract you. I won’t stand by and watch you throw everything away for some fantasy version of a girl who used to be your lover and then give her a chance to stab you in the back.” I laughed. It came out rough, broken by a cough that sent fresh fire racing through my ribs. The pain made my vision blur for a second, but I didn’t let it show. “Stab me in the back? You think she will stab me in the back instead of the front?” “You know what I meant, Zayne.” “And

MAKE IT FAST..I AM IMPATIENT

The door opened again far too soon, pulling me out of my thoughts.Venom stepped back in alone, her expression tight.She didn’t sit this time. She just leaned against the wall near the foot of the bed, arms crossed.“You asked about the bitch,” she said flatly.“What happened to her?”She sighed.“That’s the first thing you are asking?”“Venom!”I snapped in anger.“She’s okay… she’s okay! She never left the premises when I asked her, I guess.”“What do you mean?”“The Vince's slut is curled up right outside the door like some loyal stray dog. She’s been there the whole time. Hasn’t moved except to cry quietly every few hours because I could see the tears under her cheeks. Look, she's good... there’s a reason she is a strained assassin. All these stunts just to get you fooled. Desperate little thing, isn’t she? Almost pathetic.”My stomach twisted.The image of Aria huddled on the cold hospital floor, refusing to leave even after Venom’s orders… it did something ugly to my chest.Wit

ALIVE!!

I had carried Aria the entire way, yet she didn't even wake up or stir in her sleep. A deep sleeper wasn't something she was. As a trainee assassin, I expected her to wake up the moment I touched her, but she didn't. It made me stupidly happy to carry her in my arms while she rested without fighting back and cursing at me during training. When I got to my room, I lowered her onto the wide bed with a care I hadn’t known I still possessed, tucking the blanket around her shoulders before stepping back to stare at her. Wondering how long before she gets the job done. While waiting for her to wake up, I reached for a bottle of whiskey from my wine rack and poured a generous amount. I drank until my chest was on fire and I had to take a rest. My eyes were on her again. A lot of things stormed through my head. If she wakes up and sees me dead drunk, maybe it could quicken the process. *Pathetic.* Zayne Bloodfang waiting to be killed while offering himself willingly? Venom was ri

DIFFERENT

My heart skipped. I did imagine her being that happy and welcoming me back home when we eloped and had a small family in a countryside far away. The sun suddenly shone brighter like it was waiting for her to wake up. Her eyes sparkled and reflected brightly in the ray of sunshine, and her golden hair glowed in a very unreal way. “Titan!” She sobbed with a smile. In a frantic scramble, she pushed herself up and rushed to me, then fell on her knees in front of me. I couldn't move any part of my body other than my eyes. She cupped my face. My heart was pounding in a way that if I didn’t have an image to maintain, I would have grabbed my chest. I had to lean over so much because she was holding my face while kneeling down. “Oh Titan, what is that smell? You reek of alcohol and cigarettes.” She said, wrinkling her nose. “You have been drinking? Not good for you.... You shouldn’t, not in this condition.” She made a sad face. “You look so tired and so pale...” I avoided her ey

I MISSED THIS

I looked back at her and finally met her eyes. Her eyes widened and another smile broke through her tears. “Could it be… you’ve finally come back to me? I knew it. Deep down, you’ve always been Titan. The one who protects, hates fights and chaos. The one who always treats me like I am precious to him.” I let out a harsh, broken scoff that scraped my throat raw. *Enough of this drama.* “Do you hate me so much…” My voice cracked, thick with pain and whiskey. “Do you hate me so fucking much that you’d throw away every piece of your real self just to get me killed? I know what you are — a focused, ruthless woman who will do anything, sacrifice anything, to finish the job. But pretending like this… acting soft and broken and loving… it must be killing you inside. It has to be uncomfortable. Irritating. Exhausting.” I swallowed hard. My vision blurred as hot tears finally spilled over, running down my cheeks. I didn’t wipe them away. “Why not just quit? You’ve already won. As much as

ONE WAY

I jerked back again from the kiss, my hands still gripping her waist, but now my fingers dug in with bruising force. The tenderness vanished in a heartbeat. Anger and rage of frustration flooded my chest like gasoline on a dying fire. “Why the fuck won’t you stop pretending?” I growled dangerously, the whiskey in my system making it rougher. “What do you mean...?” she asked. I didn't reply. I yanked her forward again, slamming her body flush against mine, but there was nothing gentle in it now. My eyes bored into hers, inches away, searching for the hate I knew had to be there. “You think I can’t see through this shit? The soft eyes, the tears, the way you’re kissing me like I’m...?” I paused and looked away. “Stop. Just stop it, Aria. Stop pretending already. It's driving me crazy. I told myself I can play too but knowing it was never real in the first place... wrecks me inside.” She blinked, startled, her hands still loosely around my neck. “Titan… I’m not—” I cut her o

EXPECTATIONS FAILED

I wasn't listening. My hands were rough, trembling with fury and need as I ripped her dress open, buttons scattering across the floor like gunfire. The fabric of her dress tore under my fingers and I yanked her underwear down her legs in one brutal motion, not caring if they caught on her ankles, until she was naked beneath me. “Stop pretending, or I will fuck the truth out of you in the next minute,” I growled again, voice wrecked, as I shoved my own clothes off. My shirt went flying while my pants and boxers were shoved down just enough to free my cock — already rock-hard, throbbing painfully, the head glistening with precum that smeared across her thigh as I positioned myself between her legs. She gasped, eyes wide, but I didn’t give her time to speak. I gripped her hips hard enough to leave marks and then I thrust in with a savage, punishing stroke that buried me to the hilt inside her tight heat. Balls deep. "Ahhhhh!" The sound that tore from my throat was raw, almost pa

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