Western Winds Poem Novels & Stories

After seven years together, Callum Turner gave up his career to support his stunning CEO wife's ambitions, willingly becoming a househusband. On their wedding day, Callum believed he and his beautiful wife, Victoria Summers, would spend the rest of their lives in happiness. But on the very night of their wedding, his elegant CEO bride secretly went on a date with another man behind his back. When Callum first heard the news, he refused to believe it. After seven years of love and devotion, he was certain Victoria would never betray him like this. But the moment he saw the evidence, he completely broke down. And when he confronted her with the proof, not only did she show no remorse, but she even accused him of being petty and narrow-minded. He had sacrificed his own future for her, only to end up with this in return. Disillusioned and heartbroken, Callum decisively chose divorce. Yet, the moment he filed for it, women began flocking to his side—his CEO wife's best friend, the daughter of the country's richest man, a pair of gorgeous twins… It was only then that the ever-proud Victoria realized Callum truly meant to leave her. Now filled with regret, she desperately begged him to stay. Victoria: "Honey, I was wrong. I'm begging you… Please don't leave me for another woman. Let's get remarried, okay?" Callum: "Get lost." After the divorce, Callum found success in both love and his career. And just when his life was reaching new heights, one of the most powerful men in Arenos City's elite inner circle showed up at his door. Much to his surprise, Callum discovered he was the son of a top tycoon from the city's most influential family. And when Julian Hayes—Victoria's childhood friend who had once looked down on Callum—learned the truth, his legs gave out as he knelt before Callum, begging for mercy. Callum said coldly, "The winds are changing. It's time for the Hayes family to go bankrupt."

I've always been frail by nature. Taking two consecutive steps can make me gasp for air. If I cough, there's a chance there's blood accompanying it. When I'm seven years old, a homeless man in Bronzeton tries to snatch a half-eaten piece of bread from me. I lie on the ground as I convulse like a dying fish with foam gathering at my mouth. My eyes have rolled to the back of my head as well, as though my seizure is acting up. Thinking that I've gotten infected with some sort of disease, the homeless man is so frightened that he flees from Novarra overnight. When I'm ten years old, a delinquent tries to demand protection money from me. I react by spitting dark blood at his face. The poor guy screams at the top of his lungs as he runs down the street, only to get mistaken as a murderer by a police officer who happens to pass by the area. Since then, everyone avoids me like plague on the street. They aren't scared of me—they are terrified that they might get into trouble because of me. No one knows who my parents are. I've grown up in a rundown motel, and my adoptive mother is a stripper who used to be famous. Whenever she gets drunk, she often tells me, "Your father is a mafia Don." I've always thought that she's just running her mouth purely out of drunkenness. That is, until a black limo stops in front of me on the year I turn 18 years old. Three men clad in black suits get out of the limo. The leader sinks down on one knee right in front of me, his voice quivering as he speaks. "We finally found you, Ms. Salvatore. Your father is Vittorio Salvatore, the Don of one of the biggest mafia families in Novarra." At first, I think this is just a scamming scheme. That is, until I'm taken to the estate located on Lacreth Isle that's six acres wide and sports iron gates with the Salvatore insignia carved into them. On my first day home, the fake heiress, Serena Salvatore, purposefully releases the fearsome family dog in the estate just to intimidate me. That dog keeps barking at me, frightening me to the point that I spit out blood on the spot before collapsing to the ground. My mother, Rosalina Vitelli, almost loses her mind over my collapse. But my older brother, Marco Salvatore, shouts at me angrily instead. "Why are you playing dead? You made Serena cry because of your antics!" His voice is so loud that I feel as though my eardrums are going to burst anytime soon. Even my heart feels as though an invisible hand is gripping it tightly. My eyes roll to the back of my head instantly as my body crashes on the spot. Mamma flies into a rampage and almost beats Marco to death for scaring me. Having witnessed everything, Serena kicks up a fuss by attempting to commit suicide at the estate's clock tower just so she can apologize to me. In order to prove his love to Serena, my fiance, Luca Moretti, drags me forcibly to the top of the clock tower so that Serena can do whatever she wants to me. The thing is, the winds are strong on the top of the clock tower. That's when I accidentally slip and topple over the railing. My parents, who are looking everywhere for me, happen to be around the clock tower when I crash onto the spot near them. This time, my bruised and broken body is completely drenched in blood. Shell-shocked, they remain rooted to the spot as they stare at me in bewilderment. Then, they let out blood-curdling screams.