All Chapters of Ashes of Betrayal, Flames of love : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

‘Was that trauma?’ he asked himself, his hands falling motionless from her waist. “Diana?” he murmured, his heart pounding in distortion.At the end of the flashback, Michael thrust the glass cup away, sending it clashing down against the bricks. He stood and paced worriedly around the room; even now, he seemed not to believe Diana was traumatized. A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts.“Come in!” he commanded.Cobra entered, accompanied by a high-ranking lord and a few of his men. “Your visitors, Mr. Dickson,” Cobra said, bowing.“You can leave.” Michael stared at the men beside the visitor. “Mind sending them off, too?”The man smiled and waved his men away. They exited with Cobra, leaving the two of them alone.“I called you here for something important,” Michael said, sitting back on the couch.The man smiled, adjusting his suit as he sat on the opposite side. “Dad is already showing signs of awakening, and there are matters where you have to come into the picture.” The

Flashback to eight years ago.🎋🎋🎋Diana woke up late, feeling exhausted. After taking a bath and doing her makeup, she styled her hair. Painting her lips red, she went to select a dress from the closet. A sparkling red dress caught her eye, so she put it on. The simple gown with short sleeves reached her upper knees. She put on a pair of blue heels. "Happy birthday, dear," Rita said, admiring her daughter's new look. "Thanks, Mom," Diana responded warmly. The thought of it still being her late father's death anniversary made her glance at Rita, who was dressed in all black. "Are you going to the cemetery today?" Her tone cracked, unfolding sadness. Rita chuckled and playfully hit her head. "How can I go to the cemetery when we're in New York City? Your late father's cemetery is in Adelaide, Australia, idiot." She burst out laughing at Diana's ridiculousness. Bryan cleared his throat, reminding them of his presence. He walked to Diana, and Rita stepped aside, allowi

Flashback part 3.🎋🎋🎋🎋🎋“Am sorry”. He whispered, unhooking his shirt. "But what needs to be done needs to be done." He captured her lips using his other hand to pin down her fears, Diana was so lost to notice any after thing, her body was burning her mind puzzled. She felt herself getting wet between her legs, her breathing quick. Michael took off her heels, then stripping her bra beneath her clothing, her nipple hardened, he couldn't help gulping at the intimidating sight before him."What did you do to me?" she barely sounded louder."I drugged you" He said simply like it meant nothing to him. Diana hissed as he roughly stripped her clothes off, grabbing her boobs and sucking them, his wet fit her reeling her fist tightened on the sheet, mouth agape.He effortlessly played with her right, he couldn't possibly do this to her. She tried fighting him off but she felt useless, stupid and weak “ fighting won't help" He said, lifting both her arms above her head. "You already los

Back to the present Tears filled her eyes and shielding her from the sight of the man being lifted off her. Her body continues to shake. All she can hear is a gunshot, then a man pleading for his life to be spared, followed by another shot.Suddenly, she is lifted off the bed. Liam Wilder lies dead in a pool of blood, a bullet in his head. Other dead bodies are scattered across the room. Pari and Mia look on, worried, but they seem afraid to come close to her. Even though she cannot see clearly, she recognizes the fragrance of the person carrying her so protectively. For a second, she doubts it—but as he speaks, her body responds with fire, desire, and lust."Seducer, are you okay?"She smiles, murmuring back. “Michael..”. 🎋Micheal lays Diana on the bed, her burning body responding to every single touch he makes. Sia stands before the door, observing them with folded arms. "If you can't control yourself, you're free to bring her to my room," Sia says. Micheal glances at her. "Wh

The Morning AfterJayden stood before the mirror, sharp and handsome as ever. Behind him, the bed was a mess of tangled sheets. Alex Holt lay there shirtless, his chest rising and falling with soft, rhythmic breaths. Jayden turned, a deep, knowing smile pulling at his lips."Aren't you going to wake up, Alex?" Jayden asked. His voice was a husky, gentle murmur. Alex groaned, pulling the duvet over his head to hide from the light.Ever since the incident at the bar involving Michael’s condition, the air between them had shifted. Jayden had fallen first, and now, after a wild night out at a party, it was clear Alex had fallen just as hard. Jayden strode to the bed, ripped the sheet away, and planted a firm kiss on Alex's lips. "Wake up, lazy guy. My friend’s girlfriend is having a birthday, and I have places to be. Want to tag along?" Jayden asked. Alex opened his eyes slowly, a smile tugging at his mouth as Jayden kissed him again."I need a hangover remedy first," Alex winced, clutch