Break Her Walls Down นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Lies and deceit. I storm over to the table and slam my fists down on it causing it to split in two. My anger still not satisfied, I take the two broken halves and hurl them through the glass window. The two broken pieces fly off into the distance never to be seen again as the glass wall that makes up the front of my home shatters into pieces in front of me. How apt. A perfect depiction of my life right now. Another stupid mistake and now everything is shattering and falling to pieces around me. Again.

I was hoping for her to agree and she did. I was contented that my effort of last night paid off. Soon, my love, I will Break All The Walls you have built around you, very soon.

▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ I'll break you, sweetness, not to shatter, but to reshape your chaos into my perfect order. Every piece of you will be mine to mould, to carve into a masterpiece of obedience and desire. I'll tear down your walls, brick by stubborn brick, and build a kingdom where I reign.

And just like that— The last of my walls cracked. And this time, I wasn’t sure I could rebuild them.

Solene shut the door behind her and kicked off her shoes, sighing as she sank onto the bed. Thankfully, work had been peaceful without unwanted exes making unexpected visits and trying to change her child’s surname. ‘I mean, how dare he?’ she thought, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. Where the hell was he when she was broken and trying to stitch herself back up? She remembered that night—after crashing Lewis’s show. The way she had cried until her chest hurt. The way she walked into that hotel alone and let the tears fall like she’d been holding them in for years.

She said taking me to the standing mirror to look at myself. "You're beautiful and successful, you're an amazing person both in and out. You've accomplished a lot of things without anybody's help, and most importantly, the best future husband any woman would die to have in her life. Be grateful okay," she said so sweetly and I could see she was also feeling a bit sympathetic for me. "You better pull yourself together or you're gonna ruin your makeup, unless you wanna look like a masquerade," she said with a giggle, making a little joke to help with my emotions. And I had no choice to giggle along with her.

The face that gave nothing and asked for nothing and had been his primary defense against everything since he was old enough to understand that what he was made people step back. The mirror cracked. One line from the center. Slow. Like a decision being made. Then the whole surface fracturing outward — not falling, just breaking, glass splitting in every direction while he stood in front of it and watched and couldn't stop it and couldn't stop any of it— There it is. There you are. This is what you actually are underneath all that control. This is the real thing. Stop fighting it. "Quiet." You've been managing us. Containing us. Building walls. And look — look at your hands, Zarian. Look at w

I was sure. "It hurts Gabriel. It hurts a lot. First dad, then Cyrus and now you. You all have left me alone. Who am i? A nobody to anyone. I feel myself a whore. A home breaking whore. I broke everything. I destroyed every happiness. I was the reason your pho had to leave you. Everyone can see their loss. Their pain. Why no one ever look back at me?

She let out a slow, shaky breath. “Jesus, Carly,” she finally murmured, her voice full of awe and a little fear. “You’re not just breaking his rules. You’re trying to save him from a golden cage no one else even sees.” She walked back to the desk, not with her usual swagger, but with a new, solemn purpose. She picked up her coffee, her gaze level and serious on mine. “Alright then,” she said, her tone leaving no room for argument. “Screw the merger. Let’s get you the real thing.”