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I am hissing in pain when I heard him saying," Stop your drama and get lost from here." I stood up on my feet with great difficulty using a desk. I left his office immediately giving a painful look at him. I didn't find any remorse or guiltiness in him for whatever he had done with me. After this moment, I am confirmed that I am trapped with a monster! Flashback ended. Note- So, what's your opinion about the chapter? Any words for Sehreyar? 🥶🥶😬 If you are liking the story then don't forget to comment and give your review. Thank you.❤

I closed and opened my eyes, blinked several times just to be sure that I wasn’t seeing and making up things, that what I watched was real, that what I heard was the truth, but it was hard. How could Sophia do this to me? I felt more miserable than before, I felt dumb and used. How could I have believed all that she showed me for love? I could remember how she was so persistent, how she kept on asking the pins and passcode of everything I possessed; I thought she was just curious. How could I have been so dumb? I hung my head; I thought I possessed so much authority, I thought I was a man people looked up to, but I was nothing. I was just an empty barrel, someone who would mistake obsession

John said and shook his head. "Why should I be remorseful? I sent those photoshopped images because you deserve better than her. I'm the woman for you. I won't criticize your status but love you for who you are. I don't care if you're the poorest man on earth, I'll still love you" Bella muttered and touched her chest. "My heart has never stopped beating for you, so, I implore you not to push me away ever again. I made those pictures to prove that we can be something better than what you have with that fool" Bella confessed, her heart beating fast.

“ * Would everything get easier now? I can't bet on that. Would I be happier now? Hell yeah, I will be. Would Hara ever get hurt again? Not on my watch. This was the beginning of our love story and I intend on writing a beautiful masterpiece. Twenty-eight years of searching finally paid off. I found the one who completes me and makes me wanna be a better man. And I promise to never, ever let go of her. We'll sail the tides of life together, hand in hand, soul to soul, heart to heart. ”I love you, Hara,” I cooed, hoping that would ease her troubled mind. No more abuse for her. It'll be love from here on. Once abused, but always gonna be loved.

"Cain, lemme be the judge of that. I know what's good for me and right now... right now you're the best thing that ever happened to me" I felt his heart beat faster and his muscles tense against my face. I didn't want to let go because God knows how much I loved him. He slowly lifted my chin, his arms around my waist and his lips clammed mine in an instant. ******* Short chapter but I needed to write this before things get awry 😪 Anyway to my dear readers who have genuinely read this, thanks so much and I appreciate you so very much.💞 Please don't forget to vote by clicking that little star 🌟 and comment by sharing your thoughts on it

Nathan appears to have earned first prize in the game. I keep my eyes one inch away from the white marble. "I...hate...you," I said. He chuckles. "In this place, you once told me you loved me. Do you not recall? I attempt to forget, squeezing my eyes tightly shut. "Darius, there has never been anyone like you." His remarks belittle me. "Darius, will you love me forever?" How had I been so innocent? So helpless? I struggle in a way I haven't in a long time because I can tell when Darius's hands tighten. After experiencing freedom and tenderness, I refuse to return to hell. I'm not letting me, for some reason.

I whisper-breathed. "What?" His brows creased in confusion. "On the scale of one to ten, hundred is my number." I explained, earning myself an impressed smile. "Good girl!" He said with a small nod. A river of desires fueled my bloodstreams. I licked my lips, wondering if I was really being a nice girl now. Just tell me, which nice girl likes herself being tied up by the man who hurt her so much and enjoys every fúcking inch of his sexual oppression? Was I still a good girl? No. I used to be that just like I used to be an obedient naive wife to the most heartless man in the country.

I swear, I saw tears of oppression in her eyes. My heart felt her torment but still rejected the idea of me betraying Sophia, and I muttered with genuine solidarity, "All this, Hela." She replied to me in a sad tone, "Oh Alexander, this love I discovered later is nothing but an ambush, which takes away my strength and weakens me, but I will not give in to this weakness of mine." It was a mortal feeling when I found out that the first man in my life didn't love me, but I'm willing to sacrifice all my years for you. In order to love me even a little."

He pushed me onto the floor, the cold surface biting into my skin. I looked up at him, defiance mingling with fear, but I was outmatched. He towered over me, his presence oppressive, suffocating. “Did you really think you could just leave?” he asked, tilting his head as if assessing my worth. “You’re so much more than you realize. You’re a part of me now, and you will understand that.” As he spoke, I felt a deep sense of despair clawing at my insides. The spark of rebellion I had felt just moments before flickered, dimmed by his overwhelming presence.

The kind of certainty that didn’t bluff. “Then try me.” **************** AUTHOR’S NOTE Hey lovelies 💕 Thank you for being here with me on this journey! This chapter was such an intense one to write full of slaps, secrets, and power plays 👀🔥 I’d love to know what you think about Isabella finally standing her ground and Damian being forced to face his enemies head-on. Do you think this is just the beginning of something even darker, or will love find a way to break through all this chaos?