All Chapters of Betrothed To Six Lovers: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Lila’s P.O.VI don’t know why I felt that sudden ease, my car had already climbed onto the bridge and the strange car that pulled up beside me drifted away on hearing the sound of the bike as it drove fiercely into our lane.I lowered my speedometer and I peeped out my window for the side mirror. The biker was wearing a helmet.“Let this just be Nico!” I murmured in my mind, my lips finding the words as I struggled with my steering. I was almost lost in trying to identify the driver whose wheels were now beside me.One hand on the bike, the other pressing the tinted glasses of his helmet.My heart skipped.“Lila, are you okay?” He yelled, his voice cracking.“You just saved my life, Nico.” I yelled back, clutching my chest to hold down the shock. I’d almost crashed, but I matched my brakes immediately.Later that night, Nico took me to a hotel. We drove the silent road covering miles and roadways that were covered in trees and pitch darkness. The lane looked like I hadn’t entered in a

Lila’s P.O.VHe rushed me, opening his arms widely to hug me even before he reached where I stood.“Lila!” He called from a distance, coming closer.“Ethan,” I called back, walking to him, a mix of worry and delight written on my face. We walked into each other and I just left myself to him as he hugged me. I leaned on his chest as he hugged me, patting my back. He was just so caring, his eyes just had this charm. His shoulder felt so soft to cry on, but I forced tears not to roll down my cheeks.After a moment of hugging each other so hard, he released me as his hands crawled to my shoulder.“I hope you aren’t hurt?” he asked, concern showing all over his eyes.“No,” I replied.“I love you, Lila,” he said, looking me in the eye with very charming eye contact. He had yellow eyes like a werewolf, and it made him even more handsome.I seemed almost lost gazing at him, he kept striking me with eyeshots that I couldn’t resist how he was seducing me with those sunny eyes of his.Slowly, he

Lila’s P.O.VI arrived at the lobby to my lodge and I walked gently to my room. I was tired after a very long time of standing, but before I stretched my hand to my door knob, a WhatsApp notification popped at the top of my phone. It was Diane, “I’m right behind you,” the text wrote.“Oh Dee,” I said, yawning as I pushed the door open. I threw my bag on the bed, taking my four-inch heels off my leg. My legs ached me so badly that I just fell onto the bed, my shirt torn open at the front. I didn’t even finish unbuttoning. I was so damn tired.I turned around and rolled on the bed hugging one of the pillows like the comfort was everything I needed after such a hectic day. I sat up, and stretched for my phone at the other side of the bed, which I flipped away when I collapsed on the bed, and then I pressed the microphone button and sent Dee a voice note.She opened it and reacted with a frowning sticker.Later that night, she arrived at the lodge and went to my room. I opened the door, w

Lila’s P.O.V“What if what?” I interrupted with a serious look.“What if what, Diane?” I repeated.“I mean he’s a caring man who is also a great athlete whom other girls are dying hard to be with, and here you have the chance in your hands. C’mon girl!” she said cheerfully, widening her eyes.“Come on girl,” I yelled back, rolling my eyeballs at her. It pained me that she couldn’t just see things from my pov.“Ethan is an athlete, fine. I had a crush on him that just sparked again, just a lil’ bit. “But Diane, I just buried my late husband two months ago, and you expect me to remarry so soon without any respect for the union we had.” I cried out. I had started breaking into tears that I found so hard to hold back. “You mean the man that was sneaking around with Serena while he was married to you,” she declared boldly.My heart fell, it felt like bullets flew out of my brain. She was so blunt. “He freaking confessed in the letter he wrote me and gave me a property worth millions an

Lila’s P.O.VThe sand began to sink me gradually, and I struggled to jump out, but I still landed on another part of the ground, and it swallowed me. I ended up swimming in it. It covered almost to my eyes and I saw a metal clinging to a wooden frame close to where I was struggling helplessly for my life.The grains were alive, treacherous and hungry—each particle shifting like a thousand tiny betrayals beneath my feet. At first it was only a subtle pull at my ankles, a deceptive softness that mimicked solid earth. But the moment I tried to leap free, the ground yawned open wider, greedy and unstoppable. My legs kicked wildly, arms flailing for purchase that simply dissolved into cascading waves of golden- brown death. Every desperate thrust forward only dragged me deeper, the sand pouring into my clothes, filling my pockets, clinging to my skin like wet cement mixed with despair. It climbed my thighs, then my waist, cold at first, then unnervingly warm, as if the desert itself had a