All Chapters of Tastes Like Damn Chocolate : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 52 Tiana didn't for once think Nikolai was referring to her as the wife. Because... well, just because. It would be absurd. Laughable, even. After eight years of treating her like she was invisible, like she was a burden he couldn't wait to shed, there was no way he was suddenly claiming her as his wife in front of his entire family. He had to be talking about someone else. Some future wife. Some hypothetical woman he planned to marry after the divorce. "A wife?" Eva's voice was sharp with paranoia. "Which wife?" The mockery in her tone was unmistakable, as if the very idea of Nikolai having a wife worth mentioning was ridiculous. Tiana kept eating her food, her expression carefully neutral. She'd learned long ago not to react to anything that happened in this house. Nothing shocked her anymore. She'd braced herself for the worst possible scenarios, and she'd continue doing so until she was finally, blessedly, no longer tied to the Toriaga family. Nikolai looked at his mo

Chapter 54 "Gotten the information from your lawyer yet?" Nikolai asked as he drove away from the Toriaga mansion, his voice casual, like he was asking about the weather. Tiana scoffed, trying desperately to keep her rage in check because Pascal was in the backseat. Her fingers tightened around her phone until her knuckles turned white. "What do you think you're doing, Nikolai?" she asked, her voice strained with the effort of staying calm. "Keeping my marriage," he said, his expression completely neutral, like this was the most reasonable thing in the world. That's when Tiana lost it. She burst out laughing. Not because anything was funny or because she was happy. But because the sheer absurdity of it all—the confusion, the inconsistencies, the mind games—had finally broken something inside her. The laughter bubbled up hysterically, uncontrollable, tinged with an edge of madness. Keeping his marriage? Keeping his marriage? After eight years of treating her like she was invisi

Chapter 56Tiana panicked.The realization hit her like a physical blow — she was panicking over Nikolai. Actually, genuinely panicking. Her hands shook violently as she tried to find a pulse, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps, her vision blurring with tears she didn't remember starting to cry.She thought she hated him. Thought she'd reached a point where she wouldn't care if he was hurting, where his pain would feel like justice for all the years he'd made her suffer.But this—seeing him unconscious on the floor, his face pale, his body unresponsive—shattered that illusion completely."Help!" she screamed, her voice breaking. "Maryann! Someone help!"She heard footsteps pounding up the stairs, and then Maryann burst into the room, her eyes going wide with horror."Oh my God, what happened?""I don't know, I just found him like this…" Tiana's words tumbled over each other, incoherent with panic. "He's not waking up, I can't…"Maryann knelt beside them, her professional trai

CHAPTER 58The sun was just spilling gold over the skyline the next morning when Tiana slipped into the kitchen, her steps quiet but purposeful. The hospital incident from yesterday lingered in the back of her mind. Nikolai’s sudden collapse, his stubborn refusal to stay, and his pale face in the passenger seat had left an ache she wasn’t sure she wanted to name. She pushed it aside as she pulled out pots and pans,Pascal’s little feet pattered into the kitchen before she could finish arranging the table. His eyes went wide when he saw the spread.“Mummy! You cooked everything?” He climbed into his chair, legs swinging.“I did, sweetie,” Tiana said, smiling. “I thought it was time we all had breakfast together. You, me… and your father.”Pascal clapped his hands. “Yay! Family breakfast! Daddy will be so surprised!”“I hope so,” Tiana said, setting a plate in front of him. “Eat up, sweetie. So you won’t be late for school.”Pascal’s grin widened. “Ok mum,” he replied as she quickly dov

CHAPTER 60The second call from Ryan came just as the waiter cleared their plates, before dessert could even be offered.Tiana glanced at the glowing screen, then at Nikolai. The fragile ease from moments ago had already evaporated. His eyes were flat now, watchful, the candlelight catching the hard line of his jaw.She answered.“Ryan,” she said, letting her voice soften deliberately, warm enough to carry across the empty table.“Hey,” Ryan replied, his tone laced with quiet concern. “I noticed you left the office with someone tonight. You didn’t seem in a hurry to get home. Everything okay?”Nikolai’s fingers tightened around the stem of his wine glass, knuckles whitening.“I’m fine,” Tiana said, leaning back in her chair. She kept her voice light, almost playful. “Actually, I’m at La Fiamora right now. It’s quiet. The view’s beautiful.”Ryan let out a low, appreciative whistle. “La Fiamora? That’s impressive. Special occasion?”She sent a quick glance at Nikolai. He was staring at