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“Someone help! reeva, please!” Megan laughed and turned to me. “Good bye, Kessie, you really should have listened the me and stay away from the company.” “Let me go,” I screamed but no one answered. Megan walked out the door without a glance back. The heavy metal slammed shut behind her. I screamed loudly as the fire spread through the warehouse, consuming everything in its way. I choked on the smoke, the heat burning my skin as tears flowed down. A slow smile spread on my lips as I waited patiently for my end. “Arlo,” I screamed, before darkness consumed me.

"Get out, Lily! This isn't working, and I need to be alone. Leave me!" Lily refused to move, her eyes pleading with me. "Please, Damien, let me try something else. Maybe a different approach will—" I cut her off, my voice harsh and unwavering. "I said get out!" I roared, my eyes flashing with a mix of frustration and growing anger. "This is not your fault, nor is it mine. Something is amiss, and I need to be alone to process this." She scurried to gather her clothes, her eyes downcast, her body language conveying her hurt and confusion. Finally, she fled my chamber, leaving me alone with my turbulent thoughts and a body that had seemingly betrayed me.

"These flowers are for you, Grandaunt Cassie and Aunt Rosie." When I saw how happy Mom looked, I regretted not bringing her home earlier. She'd been subjected to insults and mockery with Dad, but at home, she was Grandpa and Grandma's pride and joy. We had a lively meal. Uncle Brad turned on the TV to watch the news. Just then, a breaking news report came on. "A villa belonging to the Gray family accidentally caught fire. Gray Corporation's CEO and Shaw Group's heir are burned after trying to put out the fire."

"Owen, where are you going? Today is our wedding night. Can't you stay with me for tonight?" Her silk robe slipped slightly off her shoulder as she spoke, revealing smooth, fair skin. But he didn't spare her a glance. He tightened his grip on Luca's hand and strode past her. "Sorry, Vivian. Our agreement is over. It's time for me to get my memory back." He left without hesitation. Her face drained of color, but she could not stop him. Arriving at my villa, Owen excitedly said, "Shannon, I remember everything now! Luca and I are home!" However, only silence answered him.

He seized Ella's wrist with a fierce grip and yanked off the bracelet, yelling, "You don't deserve to wear anything of Lily's!" With those final words, he shoved her aside and dialed his henchman. "Book me on the earliest flight out tomorrow. I'm heading to Lily's place."

I asked, my voice soft, almost tender. The flame flickered between us, its heat licking at the air. She didn’t answer, but her lips parted, trembling. “I think you do,” I continued, stepping closer. “You’ve felt it, haven’t you? The fire inside you, burning away everything you thought you were. That’s what I’ve given you, isn’t it? A taste of what’s to come.” I reached out, letting the flame hover near her skin, close enough that she could feel its heat.

It flickered like candlelight, then roared like wildfire. Aria saw her past—her husband’s rage, her escape, the night she entered the Grove. She saw Luna crying in the dark. She saw herself bleeding, broken, afraid. The flame whispered. “You were weak.” Aria stepped forward. “I survived.” The flame bowed. — The second flame rose. Power. It surged like lightning, sharp and seductive. Aria saw herself crowned—marks flaring, armies kneeling. Kaelion at her side. Lucien behind her. Luna glowing like a star.

She was hoping for him to say something, but he never did. "I guess you're right," Ahankara smiled back, before sighing. "That's just how fate works." She looked at Yashvir with tender eyes and a soft smile. "Flames, no matter how dangerous, always seem to be drawn towards roses." - - - - - -

Wade, seeing her, immediately howled, "Ah, my arm, it burns!" Yvonne rushed to his side, seemingly blind to me crumpled on the floor. I bit back the pain shooting through my leg and pushed myself to my feet. She frantically dug out some ointment and started tending to Wade, scolding me all the while, "How could you be so reckless, spilling boiling water everywhere? He was just trying to help! "We're the ones married here. Can't you stop being so jealous and picking fights?" Gritting my teeth, I rolled up my pant leg to see the blisters forming. I could not help but snort, "Go ahead, be a couple. You have my blessing."

He was very confident that Zayn would certainly be severely injured after suffering from the punch! On the other hand, Zayn behaved as if he was dumbstruck by Flame’s offense. He did not attempt to respond at all and just stood there in a daze. The crowd of people assumed that he would surely be doomed after witnessing how slowly he responded. Flame was famous for his explosive power that no one could withstand. The corners of Flame’s lips began to curl up into a proud, sly grin after realizing that Zayn was actually incapable of responding to his attack.