All Chapters of Ashes of Betrayal, Flames of love : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Bryan stood his ground, his voice steady despite the chaos. "That little boy is long gone, Mr. Hadeon. I’m not here to play. Let her go," he demanded, his hand trembling slightly with fury. Hadeon’s neck sided as he let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "Will you fight me, or will your girlfriend have to lose her beloved mother because of you?""Hadeon..." Bryan growled. He pulled his gun, the cold metal a heavy weight in his hand, and leveled it directly at Hadeon’s forehead. Hadeon didn’t flinch; he simply drew his own weapon, pointing it back at Bryan with a smirk, his knuckles whitening as he tightened his grip on the trigger."Spat..." Hadeon spat the word out like venom. "Anyways, that will be the best for your late father. Avenge his death, and we will be the same.""Release her," Bryan said warningly. "I said..."He was cut off by the heavy thud of footsteps. Suddenly, the room was swarmed. Hadeon’s men emerged from the shadows, surrounding Bryan and pinning him under the sights of

Michael climbed the stairs toward the room where he kept the stubborn woman. He unlocked the door, opening it to reveal Diana. She stood with her back to him, facing the window in a different outfit, Sia had sent a maid to deliver an outfit for her when she was asleep, blue jeans and a crop pink top. Her long brown hair stopped and spread across her shoulders. She felt his presence behind her but remained unmoved. He stepped closer until he was only a few inches away. "How are you?"There was no response. "Silent treatment," he noted. Still, there was no response. "Your mom is in the hospital," Michael said clearly. "She isn't in Hudson's captive anymore".Diana turned instantly to face him, excitement clouding her sparkling eyes. "Seriously?"He nodded. She frowned, her brow furrowing. "How come?"Michael simply raised a brow. "Oh... so.When will I see her.." bloating her arms beneath her breasts, he finds it intimidating.Michael stood with his arms folded, his posture looming a

Micheal and his men were training. This morning he had wanted to go straight to the office, but he decided to turn back and take a day off. After training, he planned on visiting his doctor concerning his health.Jacob and Cobra were doing push-ups, instructed by their Master. The other men battled each other with the intention of learning defensive attacks. Cobra whispered to Jacob, "Boss seems gloomy today.""Maybe things aren't going well with Mrs. Dickson and him," Jacob whispered back. Both men glanced at Micheal, who had buried himself in training the others. The session had started earlier than anyone expected. Suddenly, the training room door opened and a man walked in, approaching Micheal to whisper to him. It seemed urgent, because Micheal left immediately after mounting."Keep training," Micheal commanded as he departed."We are dead," Cobra groaned, laying flat on his face. "This is almost a hundred push-ups..."Jacob panted, "Is he punishing us for something?"Micheal wa

Zoya continuously stared at the restless man seated across the room lost in deep thoughts. He looked back at her, his expression indifference."Maybe you should visit her," Zoya suggested.Bryan raised a brow, almost unbelievable "You think I haven't tried? That devil almost shot me dead, threatening to never come near her.""So, you give up," Zoya said, her voice laced with confusion. "Thought you love her."Before Bryan could respond, the door bell sounded."Are you expecting someone?" Zoya asked."Hide," Bryan muttered.Zoya rolled her eyes and walked out, calling for a maid to attend to the door. As the door swung open to the unknown, a suitcase was carried in. Following closely behind was a woman in her fifties. She carried a luxurious aura that seemed to fill the room instantly, her presence demanding attention.Bryan stood frozen, his hands stuffed into his pockets, a frown creasing his forehead. As the woman approached, his eyes widened. He looked completely dumbfounded."Mom?

🎋🎋🎋🎋🎋🎋 SOMEWHERE IN ITALY🎋🎋🎋🎋Michael came as fast as he could. The doctor that was treating his father sent an unexpected message containing his father’s reaction. After dropping Dian and Sonia home, Michael entered his private jet, coming straight to Italy after hearing the news.In a wooden yard, the curtains flex freely by the calm air that blows into the room. A middle-aged man, called Backham, laid with breathing motion oxygen with him. Michael sat on the wooden chair with Cobra standing beside him as they watched his father and the doctors perform their duties.After the checkups, a few doctors left while two others stayed for further explanation of why they called Michael here, when what he was expecting isn't happening."Speak!" Even though Michael was gentle, his command held a strong effect on them. One mumbled in the Italian language."*Mr. Dickson / Signor Dickson, suo padre ha reagito improvvisamente poche ore fa prima del suo arrivo, e poi si è fermato. S