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Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

Aunt Francia started the story. Tears started to well from Mariya's eyes, but she decided to remain silent and just let the old woman finish telling her the whole truth. "Your father told me that Irina, your mother was a very simple, gently, warm and loving woman, and that's why he fell in love with her. She was a simple farmer and she was completely orphaned. And well, to make the story short, they both fell in love. And you came into this world, Mariya. Takeshi was planning to marry your mother, but due to unfortunate events, it didn't happen." relayed Aunt Francia.

If I hadn't married into the Moretti family, I would have been devoured by Vito long ago after the Bianchi family went bankrupt. But now, the husband I had shared a bed with for three years had personally handed me over to this demon. My hands were bound, leaving me no way to fight back. Vito tore my clothes off in one swift motion and forced me down in a humiliating position, taking hundreds of photos. His hands roamed over my body, and he even kissed my skin. His foreign touch made me want to vomit, but it also made me clearer-headed. While Vito was checking the photos, I brought my knee up and kicked him hard in the groin.

Wine is passed around and I sit by the fire, warming my hands and letting their raucous stories flow over me. The storyteller is called Inoch, a tall wiry man with a scar running down his cheek and his talent is undeniable. He is talking about an altercation between Alpha Kael and one of the smaller territory alphas who thought he could outwit him. He paints the tale of brutality when he was caught so vividly that it is as if I was there, the smell of blood thick in my nose as I practically see the overambitious alpha whom Alpha Kael disemboweled and fed to wild dogs. The men around me laugh and hoot like it is the funniest story they ever heard and I frown, w

Recalling everything he'd done to Sylvie, Connor nearly drowned under his remorse. Just then, Anna abruptly found him. "Connor Shaw! Just how long do you plan on carrying on with this spectacle?" It was her first time screaming his full name. Looking up, Connor noticed Anna's tear-streaked face and red, swollen eyes. In the past, he would've immediately hugged her out of tender concern, but now, the only one he could think of was Sylvie. He brandished the book he was reading and said to Anna, "Look! Merpeople do exist! Sylvie is a mermaid. She was the one who rescued me from the ocean all those years ago…"

"Then, one day, I was cleaning up his study and accidentally knocked over a wooden sculpture on his desk. He shoved me away and told me I wasn't allowed in there anymore. That was when I noticed the name 'Beatrice' carved into the base." By the time I finished, I couldn't stop crying. All these years, I never dared tell my parents any of it. I didn't want to worry them, and more than that, I was afraid they'd tell me to leave Declan. After all, I was the one who had shamelessly pursued him back then. And now, here I was, pouring my heart out to them about the same man. Wasn't that just proving them right all along? After listening to my story, my parents fell silent.

She slapped Julian harder than he did her. Bianca gasped. Aria launched forward, but Talia pushed her. Not so hard, not with the intent of breaking any bone in her body, but on such a pointy heel she wore, Aria lost her balance and fell backwards on her butt. A piece of the broken ceramic happily cutting through her skin. She winced in pain. Julian's mom stood to her feet, but before the lioness could reach her, before Julian could make sense of the situation, she ran off.

~ END ~ Author’s Note: Next Story “The Poker Game”