Semua Bab Marrying Mr. Stranger : Bab 11 - Bab 17

My family was shocked to see Kael. His face was impassive, his gaze intense. I was also surprised—he arrived incredibly fast! I’d only called him moments ago. After recovering from the shock, my father's first question was, "Who is that man?" My father asked, his brow furrowed as he looked at Kael, who was staring intently at them. "(Voice trembling slightly) "Anaya... is that... the man you... you married instead of Dave?" My father said, chuckling as he looked at Kael. "You have good taste, Anaya," Avera said, her gaze lingering on Kael. "You chose this man to be your groom, even though he looked like a lump of coal on your wedding day." I pulled Kael behind me; I knew my sister's ways, and my suspicions were correct. "That's none of your concern anymore, Dad." I sighed, looking back at my father. "Just like I said earlier, I'm taking Lola, whether you like it or not." I said seriously. Kael remained silent behind me, watching, ready to intervene if my stepmother tried anythi

His touch on my hand was light, yet a jolt of electricity ran through me. "Stay away, Kael," I said, but he only smiled. Our eyes met, and for a moment, the world disappeared. I lost my balance, falling onto the bed. He quickly caught me, his arms around my waist. My heart pounded. Our eyes held unspoken emotions, a silent promise of something more. My heart raced as we remained in that position. The moment stretched, charged with anticipation. Kael's dark, intense eyes held mine captive. He leaned closer, his breath warm against my skin. My heart pounded frantically. His lips brushed against mine, a feather-light touch that sent shivers down my spine. Then, his lips fully pressed against mine—a soft, tender kiss that stole my breath away. The world faded, leaving only the feel of his lips, the warmth of his body against mine. It was a kiss that spoke volumes, a silent promise between two souls. When he pulled away, I was breathless, a dizzying mix of emotions swirling

~ANAYA~ I slowly opened my eyes, feeling only a throbbing headache. It felt like someone had bowled inside my skull. I winced at the stinging pain on my cheek; it was swollen. I touched my face, my eyes widening at the tenderness. It was badly swollen. I gasped, realizing how badly Dave had beaten me. My stomach ached as if it had been punched ten times. The memory of Dave's punches, kicks, and slaps replayed in my mind. My vision blurred; I wanted to scream but had no strength. "Anaya…" A voice broke through my thoughts. "You're awake, wife," Kael said. My husband. I heard a familiar voice—Kael, my husband. I looked at him; he was sitting beside me, his face full of worry. He was holding my hand, his touch gentle as he wiped away my tears. I hadn't realized I was crying. "Kael… what… what happened?" I whispered weakly. I felt parched, like I hadn't drunk water in a month. "You collapsed, wife, but don't worry. I'll make them pay," he whispered back, tightening his grip on my