All Chapters of THE REINCARNATION OF THE ASSASSINATED HEIRESS.: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“You?”Lyra asked, her eyes wandering about.But, Mason didn’t say anything.He just stood still, while they all remained bowed, including his brothers, and that was when he understood what was truly happening.His grandfather must have announced his intention of announcing him as his heir before they attended the gathering and Lorenzo must have opposed. After all, he was the next in line and was supposed to be the leader.His grandfather continued, “He bears my name. He is my blood, and my flesh. He is now yours to fear, and obey.”Mason chuckled dryly and shook his head.“Mason…” Lyra whined gently behind him.The atmosphere was so heavy. It was so tense and she knew for certain these people were no ordinary people.They were probably those kinds of people even the law fears.They were those kinds of people who called themselves god, and the law.All the men who stood in the corner of the hall were holding their guns tightly in their hands and everyone had the same aura around them.

“How long do you plan to keep this up?” Mason asked Lyra, again, for perhaps the fifth time since they started to journey back home.But, she still didn’t spare him a glance. She looked out of the window like she had kept a treasure there or something.“Ask me anything. Tell me anything. Say anything.”“I will answer, I’ll listen. I will tell you whatever it is you want to hear without mincing words.”Still, she didn’t answer.Even though she wanted to hear him answer her questions so badly, she still didn’t bat an eye.She sat upright, picked up her phone, and then started to browse through it.“Princess,” Mason reached out to her and then covered his hand with hers.“Let go of me,” she slapped his hand away.The ride back home was silent, as Mason had given up, while Lyra still didn’t say anything to him.They got home, and after extending her greetings to the butler, she made her way to her room.Mason watched her enter her room without saying a word to her and then made his way t

Dumbfounded, Mason breathed out. His jaw tightened, and then he drew in a shaky breath. The woman hugged him so tightly, like she was scared of letting him go, and slowly, he raised his hands and then wrapped them around her waist.“I do not regret being in this marriage with you. Either your life is chaotic, or not. I don’t care,” she said, running her fingers through his back.“You have done so much for me in the meantime, and trust me, you mean quite a lot to me, so, please… don’t ever think that I need saving from you. Don’t ever think your world will cause me harm. You have been doing so well protecting me since we married, and I have no doubt you will fail to do so as time goes on.”“Lyra…” he broke the hug gently and bore his eyes into hers.“I don’t want to be your weakness, I want to be your strength. I never want to be the reason you hold back. I hope that when you look at me, you feel empowered, inspired… like you can take on the world. I want to be the reason you stand tal

I was the first to wake the next morning, the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains. My lashes fluttered open slowly, and for a moment, I just lay there, listening to the rhythm of his breath behind me, steady, deep and peaceful.I shifted gently, trying not to disturb him, but quickly realized I couldn’t move far. His strong arms were wrapped tightly around me, as if even in sleep, he would never let me go. Our naked bodies were pressed together, skin to skin, impossibly warm and close. Every curve of me was molded against him like we were made to fit this way.Then, I felt his morning hardness, nestled firmly against the soft curve of my ass. My breath hitched. I swallowed the sudden lump in my throat, unsure whether it was nerves or the rush of heat throbbing low in my belly.I didn’t know whether to stay still or try to ease away. His hold on me made it clear he wasn’t ready to let this moment go… and neither, if I was being honest, was I.Remembering the event of last

“I hate you right now,” her mouth formed a pout, like she was about to burst into tears.“Why would you say it wasn’t supposed to happen?” I scoffed, rolling my eyes.“Because it really wasn’t supposed to,” she snapped, voice small, like she was trying to convince herself more than she was trying to convince me.I reminded her, “But it did. We can’t change that.”She breathed out and looked away from me, “Right.”“Fine, I am not pretending it didn’t happen too,” she surrendered, raising her hands.“Oh really?” I arched my brow. “Because your actions speak otherwise. As if running away the moment we woke up is not enough, it seems as though you were bent on ignoring me for the rest of the day.”“I… I am not like you, okay? I can’t just… laugh my way out of this. God, what were we thinking?” She dragged her palms over her face, and I couldn’t help the chuckle that slipped from my lips.I stepped closer, closing the distance between us. Lowering my head until I hovered right over hers, I