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A great lost

Isabella’s point of viewI woke up to pain, not the sharp kind that comes and go, this was deep and really painful. It settled deep inside my stomach like a stone and spread through my entire body.For a moment, I didn’t open my eyes, I just lay on the thin mattress, breathing slowly and trying to understand what felt wrong, everything was literally wrong with my body, because for the past two weeks my body had been subjected to different assaults, physical, emotional and psychological. Different scars ran through my stomach to my thighs, the stretch marks that were starting to form on my tummy due to the small, unnoticeable baby bump made it look uglier.Suddenly, I felt wetness, cold. My heart lurched violently and my eyes snapped open. The dim light of the room flickered above me, casting long shadows across the cracked ceiling. My body felt weak and sore in places I didn’t even want to think about.Slowly…. carefully… I pushed myself up, that movement sent a wave of dizziness cras

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The Abattoir

There will be two chapter updates today. Bruno’s point of viewThe hawk circled once more above the old wood, King Arkavel’s eyes followed the bird carefully.“We have found our target.” He said calmly, making my stomach tighten.For the hawk to sense movement, I already knew it had to be Ischavor. I didn’t need to be told twice, because there was no reason for anyone to be there, except him.Tiano looked ahead.“This is it.” He said quietly.King Arkhavel crouched slightly, examining the ground like a hunter studying tracks.“We won’t attack tonight,” he said, looking ahead.My head snapped toward him, we definitely have to attack as soon as possible, since we already know his location.“We wait.” He continued.“Why?” I demanded, ready to disagree. I was eager to take away this mess away from my life.“Because preys becomes careless at dawn, if we rush now, he may escape through those tunnels.” He replied pointing toward the ground. I sighed, attacking unaware and immediately was my

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The attack

Bruno’s point of viewIschavor was still laughing, even with three of Arkhavel’s men forcing him face down into the dirt, with a knife pressed against the back of his neck, the bastard laughed like none of this mattered, like this was still his game. He laughed like a man watching a joke only he understood.He slowly turned his head against the ground so he could look at me, blood ran from the cut near his temple, tracing a thin line down his cheek.I stood over him, my chest rising and falling slowly, every instinct in my body screamed at me to kill him right now, end it, end his life. But then, Isabella’s face flashed through my mind, her voice and screams in that video.I grabbed Ischavor by the collar and yanked him up so hard, his head snapped forward.“Where is she?” I asked again, this time my voice was quieter, that was worse.“You always rush to the end of the story my boy.” He whispered.My fist smashed into his face before he could say anything else. Bone cracked under my k

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An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth

She led the way with her baby in her hands, and we followed behind. The air felt much heavier, her steps were quick, she didn’t hesitate and neither did she look back. She knew where she was going, our touches flickered along the walls as we went deeper, past rooms we hadn’t opened during the first sweep. Some doors were broken while others were slightly ajar.“Hidden routes.” Tiano muttered, but I said nothing because I could feel it. We had missed this route and that’s why we probably missed her.The woman suddenly stopped in front of a rusted metal door at the end of a narrow corridor, her hands trembled slightly as she pointed. Then she stepped back. King Arkhavel nodded to one of his men, the door was kicked open and we all stepped in one after the other.For a second, I didn’t move because what I saw didn’t feel real, Isabella was curled on the floor naked, covered in dirt and dried blood. Her hair was tangled, her skin pale and bruised in places I didn’t want to look closely at

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Hell hath no fury, like a person scorned

Bruno’s point of viewThe door to the room opened and the doctor stepped out quietly, closing it behind him. He was a careful man, he had been the family doctor for years. His eyes met mine and I saw something in them that wasn’t clinical. Pity. The kind that doctors train themselves not to show and sometimes fail at.“How is she?” I asked. He held his clipboard with both hands. “Physically, she will recover. The bruising is extensive but nothing is broken. She’s dehydrated and malnourished but I have her on a drip. I found some lacerations that needed cleaning and about two places that needed stitches. I’ve done the necessary stitches, but she refused further examination to confirm the pregnancy loss. I didn’t push.”“Thank you.” I said, he held my gaze for a moment, longer than necessary, it was as if he wanted to say something but he decided against it. He excused himself and walked away down the corridor. I stood outside the door, contemplating going in, the sounds from inside had

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She's better off without me

Bruno’s point of viewI didn’t go in, not that day. Not the next, I stayed away because every time I thought about stepping into that room, I saw the video again, I heard her voice and the guilt was suffocating. Everything that happened to her was because of me, if I hadn’t brought her into my world, if I hadn’t touched her, she would have been safe. Normal and untouched by all of this.Two fucking days.And it felt like two months, deep down I want to walk inside that room and hold her tight. But I couldn’t, instead I made the hallway my prison. I stood there like I had the night before…… and the one before that. The same spot, the same silence and the same feeling. The goddam door stared at me like it knew I didn’t have the courage to open it. It mocked me.My hand lifted slightly, then stopped mid air. I couldn’t do it. My jaw tightened as I dragged my hand back down, clenching it into a fist. This was ridiculous, I have walked into rooms full with enemies, into gunfire, into death

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He doesn't want me

Isabella’s point of viewNight came softly, like the world was pretending nothing had happened. The mansion was quiet, the kind of quiet that made every small sound feel louder, the ticking clock, the distant footsteps of guards changing shifts. I sat at the edge of the bed and stared at the baby that was tucked carefully against my chest, Kai recently brought him back, he was the one who has been feeding the child and taking care of him.The child was warm and alive, breathing softly like the word didn’t try to destroy him. Sometimes when I look at him, all I see is his father. But this child doesn’t deserve hatred, he was forced into this world, I traced my fingers across his tiny cheek.“You don’t deserve any of this.” I whispered, neither of us did, but here we are, alone. Because Bruno never came after the rescue, not even once. After everything that happened to me. At first I told myself he was busy, that he was still handling things after he told my father about the death of Je

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Letting her go

Bruno’s point of viewA low table was between the chair the king and I sat, on the table was a bottle and two glasses. I sat comfortably because I was tired and my legs were heavier than they should. The king poured the drink for me, and pushed the glass toward me. I looked at it for a moment, then picked it up.“You did what was required.” The king said.“Don’t.” I said flatly, he looked at me with a slight grin.“Don’t make it sound like honor.” I added. “ It wasn’t honor, it was transaction and we both know what it was.” He said nothing to that, he drank, and I also drank.“The woman you love.” The king said after a long silence. “She is recovering?”My grip tightened on the glass. “Yes.” I replied.“You haven’t been with her.” It wasn’t a question. I looked at him sideways. “Tiano talks too much.”“Tiano didn’t tell me.” The king replied. “You did, just now. A man who has been with his woman wouldn’t carry this particular weight you have on your face right now.”I said nothing, in

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A Year later

Isabella’s point of viewOne Year LaterThe world didn’t stop for me, it didn’t pause, break or shatter the way I thought it would after everything that happened. It just…..kept moving, the sun still rose. Things were still normal, though the trauma remains.But somehow, I was still here breathing, living and surviving.“Mama….”His soft, clumsy voice pulled my attention instantly. I turned just in time to see him wobbling towards me, his legs unsteady, his arms stretched out like he was afraid the ground might disappear beneath him.A small smile tugged at my lips despite everything.“You are getting better at that,” I said gently, clapping my hands.He let out a proud little sound as he reached me, immediately grabbing onto my dress for balance. His fingers curled tightly into the fabric like he didn’t want to ever let go.He was one year old now, strong, alive and growing. The same child I had once shielded with my body in that dark, suffocating place…. now standing in front of me,

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My eyes, her eyes.

Bruno’s point of viewThe house was smaller than I expected, not poor but quite and hidden. The kind of place a man chose when he didn’t want to be found. Tiano had always been like that, very careful and calculated. But still… I found him.The gravel crunched faintly beneath my shoes as I stepped further into the compound. The air smelled clean out here and it was peaceful, it didn’t suit the life we came from. Or maybe it suited the life she chose.I had told myself I wasn’t here to forcefully take her back, the decision was hers to make.I will leave if she pushes me away.A soft sound broke through my thoughts, tiny footsteps, unsteady ones.I stilled instantly, then I looked down. There was a little boy standing in front of me, small and barely steady on his feet, walking towards me like didn’t understand fear yet. Like the world hadn’t taught him what men like me were capable of. He stopped a few steps away from me, tilting his head slightly, studying me with wide curios eyes.C

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