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The malice inside me was maximized in the face of this heartless, horrible man, "Indeed, he is my mate." I felt the pleasure of retaliation as I stared into his progressively reddening eyes. He better be ready to be injured if he keeps getting any closer. What rose in the entire world is devoid of thorns? Augustine's breathing became more restrained, and I could clearly make out the protruding veins on his arms as he glared at me with eyes blazing with rage. Instead, I was hoping that he would do something outrageous so that I could then ask the court for a PPO.

When I first saw her, the first thought that came to my mind was — I want to be happy with her. My knuckles cracked as I curled my fingers into fists. “You cannot break what’s already broken.” “Maybe, but I can shatter the already broken into dust, can’t I?” She summoned a book in her hand. “Found this in your library. Book of curses and torture. I suppose this book was your creation, wasn’t it?” She leafed through its pages. “It has all kinds of tortures, including magical, excluding magical, mental, physical, emotional… It has the whole freaking variety.”

His sharp eyes cannot be separated from the woman. "You better not bother too much thinking about what I'm going to do. Go back to university! Don't do this again or I'll confiscate all your favorite things." Lester said again seriously. The woman who was as high as Lester's chest puffed out her cheeks in disgust. "You can't do it!" She screamed irritably. Made the man in front of her let out a low snort. "You will know the consequences if you violate what I say." Lester said one last time before then the man resumed his delayed footsteps. Leaving the woman who was now staring at him with gleaming sharp eyes.

Upon hearing his words, the woman turned her gaze towards him, pleading in front of him, "Please, she is too innocent. Leave her be. She does not deserve any of this." He chuckled again upon hearing her plea, dismissing her words entirely. He then instructed one of his men, Wren, to bring forth the boy. Wren, who was standing by his side, nodded and proceeded to depart from the scene. He turned his intimidating gaze towards the woman and asked her with a sarcastic tone, "It is you who caused her harm then, why do you pretend to care?"

I walked over to Tyler's study, pushed the door open and let myself in. I will try to find evidence of the malicious act done against my family. If there would be any, I said to myself, then I would do justice myself. I only ended up finding Tyler's unfinished book and some documents connecting to some sold properties outskirts of Florida. Do I give the documents to Tyler, or find out who it belongs to, and where it was situated? Maybe, I might have my answers there. I folded the couple of papers in one hand while I grabbed the book and started going up the stairs.

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he said kindly. She immediately said in nervousness, “Thank you, but you don't have to do that for me. I took this book because I had never seen a book like this before. May I ask you what book is this?” “This is a medieval history book about the first crusades. I have seen with my own eyes humans kill and slaughter their own kind for something they believe in. That’s very interesting, and that’s why I wrote this book,” he said and smiled. She furrowed her brows in thought. “Seen?” she asked in her mind curiously.

Was I really that much trouble? I look at a few more memories before moving on. They were all of him being cruel, torturing people and animals for fun. Slamming the book closed, I felt sick and not because I was pregnant, but because I had let him into my life so easily, believing that I was finally getting my own fairy-tale. I skip some books, moving to the end of the shelf. Recent memories, ones that I was a part of, and I knew that I was getting close.

"Books are full of manipulations. They can either have two types of approach; influence unscrupulousness or in beneficial manner. It looks as if ye have a different kind of approaching a book. Pardon me, I have no certainty for love." "Yer hard luck I must say, yer life knows neither escapade nor exuberance. Ye live an uninspiring verve, dear brother." "Never believe in what the city people assures you, but believe my words for I have seen what life can do. I know what's outside this place, it can only endanger your soul. The elites have no heart, no heart at all. They may pretend to be your friend but only to put your life in misery. People are more cruel than animals."

But he didn't know that in two years, the naive young girl had grown up. That she carried a secret inside her. And that this time, she wasn't going to run away. She was going to stay. And observe. And understand what he was hiding behind his silences. Because Ilyès Blackwood wasn't just cruel. He was broken. And dangerous. And perhaps… hopelessly alone. The sun barely filtered through the drawn curtains when Lena opened her eyes. Her first instinct was to scan the room. Empty. But her body still remembered the tension of the previous day.