All Chapters of Ashes of Betrayal, Flames of love : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

🎋🎋🎋🎋🎋🎋 At the SchoolThe school grounds were eerily silent, the students tucked away in their respective classrooms. The peace was shattered by the arrival of two black SUVs. Guards scrambled out, flanking the vehicles and pulling open the doors with practiced precision.Michael stepped out, looking transformed. His hair was styled forward, grazing his forehead and framing his piercing gaze. Following him were Jayden and Sia. Sia’s heels clicked sharply against the pavement as she leaned lazily against the car door, her expression a mix of confusion and boredom. She couldn't fathom why Michael was wasting time here instead of confronting Joseph.The principal, alerted to their arrival, came running. He was visibly trembling, his face pale as he bowed low."Good day, Boss," the Principal stammered, acknowledging the others with a frantic gesture of respect. Sia offered a tight, patronizing smile.They were led into the main hall, the Principal’s footsteps echoing nervously. "M

She walked out of her house, but she didn't see Bryan’s car. Instead, a long black limo was waiting for her. Thinking Bryan had sent it as a surprise, so she smiled and got inside. But as soon as she sat down, her smile disappeared. Bryan wasn't there. There was only a driver behind the glass. She felt her instincts kick in and quickly texted Bryan.“Bryan, I thought you were picking me up. Why did you send a driver?”Bryan replied almost instantly. BRYAN: A driver? I just got to your house and you aren't here. What are you talking about?*Diana froze. Her heart hammered in her chest. *“If this isn't your driver, then whose car am I in?”* she typed. She looked up into the mirror and saw the driver watching her. "Who sent you?" she asked, keeping her voice calm and brave.The man smirked. "Call me Micealo. I thought you would be screaming by now. You really are a fearless agent..."Diana balled her hand into a fist, ready to fight. Micealo laughed. "Don’t do that. I won’t hurt you

Mr. Clooney cleared his throat. "Before the main party starts, how about we discuss business?" The other lords nodded in agreement."Yes, Mr. Clooney is right," Mr. Caesar, the Seventh Don, added. He faced Michael, who was absentmindedly stroking Sonia’s hair. "Don, I’ve been wanting to show you a project that would interest your company. One of my companies needs to bind with yours so the project can extend..."The room fell into silence, the only sound being the distant music from downstairs. Then, the sound of heavy footsteps approached."Starting the discussion without the real man..." Eyes shifted to the newcomer. Michael didn't turn, but his gaze landed on the main man facing him: Cain Rayes. Cain was the most feared lord in the empire. Even a man as powerful as Hadeon was nothing compared to him. He was the one everyone hardly ever saw, Alpha Cain Rayes, the King Alpha Wolf. Hadeon had never truly believed that Cain was a wolf until the moment he nearly slaughtered him alive

"Don’t be ungrateful, milady. Look upstairs." The unknown voice cut through the party's hum. Diana looked up immediately. There he stood, swirling his wine cup before raising it toward her in a mock toast. He was dressed entirely in crimson—a sharp, red suit that matched her own gown perfectly. A black mask obscured his face, mirroring her own.Bryan followed her gaze to the balcony, his jaw tightening as he took in the stranger. "Is he the 'well-wisher' you spoke about?""He is Sonia’s friend," Diana whispered, her heart racing. "And he is asking for a dance."Bryan’s hand clenched into a fist. Beside him, he could feel the weight of a third gaze; he knew without looking that it was Micheal. "But I am the one who brought you here," Bryan snapped. "You are my girlfriend today, which means you dance with me and no other man.""I understand, Bryan, but don’t be like this," Diana pleaded. "A dance with him won’t spoil anything. He gave me this dress as a gift; dancing with him is just a

Andrew was about to look away when a single figure anchored his attention. She stood apart from the rest, draped in a long yellow dress that clung to her curves, her dark hair cascading like a silk waterfall down to her waist. She bore a striking resemblance to the woman who had just struck Tanu, radiant, like a morning sun rising over the horizon. As he watched her smile at the stage, a jagged memory from twenty-five years ago tore through his mind. It was a blurred, flickering image that sharpened with a painful clarity, leaving him lightheaded. His heart hammered against his ribs; he couldn't be certain, but the curve of that smile felt like a ghost returning to life. He shifted his gaze from her to the young girl standing on the stage, a girl he instinctively suspected was her daughter."Oh really?" Diana sneered, her eyes fixed on the red fingerprint still blooming on Tanu’s cheek. "Look who’s talking about loyalty. You have a fiancé, yet you still sleep around. Why? Is he not