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I said. She shook her head once. “That’s exactly the point.” The door behind us suddenly unlocked with a sharp click. Freedom—offered too easily. The screen went black. One final message appeared in white text: You have nine minutes. Choose wrong, and this ends forever. Sienna stepped toward the door. I grabbed her arm. “We’re not playing by their rules.” She looked back at me, a sad, knowing smile touching her lips. “We already are.” And then she pulled free—

"According to our prenuptial agreement, you'll leave with nothing. If you disagree, we can go to court." She handed the surveillance device to Connor. "The footage from last time and this time will serve as evidence. You might want to watch it. It's full of surprises." Her gaze locked with Felicia's frightened eyes, and she smiled faintly. "How's your act of playing amnesia, Ms. Yule? Fun?" Connor stared blankly at the surveillance device, as if trying to bore a hole through it. "What did you say?" Felicia collapsed onto the floor with a pale face.

I paid it no mind, focusing only on the rhythm of my work. I was crossing the main foyer, polishing the glass case that held the family's antique hunting rifles, when I stopped dead. He was there. Ethan. He was standing by the towering front window, laughing a bright, genuine sound that tore through the cold quiet of the house. He was looking down at a woman whose arm was linked tightly through his. She was stunning. Tall, elegant, draped in expensive, neutral fabrics, with hair the color of refined gold. She looked like she belonged entirely to this house, to this wealth, to his world. She didn't look like a fugitive maid.

Her kiss felt like a symbol of the eternal love and bond that they shared. “Can you promise that we’ll be together forever, Garin? That even after death, we’ll find each other in Harlem and be together for all eternity?” Hannah asked. “I wouldn’t have it any other way, Hannah. I promise you that our love will live forever, in the physical world and the Nether realm. We will love each other for every lifetime, every generation and nothing will ever break us apart. I swear it,” He said. “I swear it as well,” Hannah said and they sealed their promise with another kiss and let the night swallow them in its calm and peace as they engaged in the sharing of skin and the passion found within.

Grace Winter gave a kick on her stomach. "Don't ever appear in front of me. If you do, It will be your last day" Jarel Hall gave her a warning before he left the place with Grace Winter. Back to the present, Katherine thought after the graduation from high school her life will become better, but she was wrong once again. She will never able to escape from this hell. She wants to end everything. Katherine punched the mirror with the strength she has. It was cracked all over the place. Katherine took a piece of glass and slit her wrist. The blood dripped from her wrist and reached the floor. Katherine was happy thinking that she was going to have an eternal sleep which she was longing for. Kat

"How can I protect you when you make it impossible? I have sacrificed everything for our 'forever'—for this damned eternity!" This damned eternity. That’s what our love had become to him. "If our eternity is a curse," I said, my voice dangerously quiet as I met his furious gaze, "then I don't want it." "What?" "I want to break our bond." The words hit the room like a bomb. Dorian's face went white with rage. He slammed his fist into the stone table beside him. The solid marble shattered. "What did you just say?" His voice was a low growl. He lunged, his hands gripping my shoulders like steel bands. "Say. It. Again."

She gasp and take my hand in hers and cure it immediately chanting a spell. “I was dreaming about my Ethan”, she tells dreamily making me slap her hand off my now cured one. Ethan? now who is this?, I ask her annoyed rolling my eyes. She hold her heart dramatically and gasp “he is prince of hell....., king of my dreams”, she tells blushing making me scoff. “Whatever, send this flowers now am going to sleep”, I tell her handing red roses to her. “Are you sure, these are red... made if your blood”, she asks frowning.

I announced. “Welcome home, my Libulan,” he said, kissing my forehead lovingly. Our transparent bodies dispersed together with the gentle breeze of the solemn winds. As this happened, Sidapa’s last words faded along with the wind. “Now and forever, I am all yours. I will always love you, and will only yearn for you. We may forget each other, but my heart will forever remember your name. This is my eternal promise to you. Goodnight, my love.” THE END

“No, you weren’t the first. But, you were the first in a long time. Perhaps your punishment was too harsh. I cannot change the past but I can try to better the future. Your life on earth must come to an end, dear child but considering all the pain and suffering that you have had to endure, you deserve to be happy in eternity. “When you and Garin return to Harlem, you will find that the segregation between angels and demons there is no more. You will be able to spend your eternal life with the one you love, as will the others.” Garin looked at Hannah and she at him. It was an unexpected turn of events but it was a good one; a very good one. It was a good deal, and they were both willing to ta

Complained Beverly after her release. "We will do it all the time. Until we lose track of time. It doesn't have to be now or tomorrow. Because we have a lifetime just to make love like now, right? " Beverly nodded, affirming Jackson's words. The woman then said. "I love you, Hubby." "I love you too, my sexy wife!" The End.