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Chapter Thirteen
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She blinked her eyes as Orlando stood in front of her, his hands sliding in his pockets. It was becoming his habit. The dance floor was full like before. She furrowed. "Did you cancel the meeting?" She asked. He raised his eyebrows. "It has been two hours." He looked at her with concern but schooled his expression immediately. "Oh! I was so occupied looking at the dancing people. I didn't look at the time." She smiled. It wasn't a full lie, but not a full truth either. He glanced at her for a second. "Do you wanna go with Xander?'' Orlando asked, " No." She jumped down the stool, ''But I'll be fine." Sauntering forward, she kissed the cheek of her brother, "Good night." Her body tense when she felt him walking toward her. "You can come with me." She knew Orlando meant it. His hands balled into fists. She shook her head. She didn't want an unnecessary fight. "He won't hurt me." She said, her voice was assuring. He curtly nodd
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There was no longer a perplexity in her mind when she woke up in the morning. Someone had tapped on the door many times. Pushing herself up, she sauntered toward the washroom. Her eyes were still half opened. There was only one thing in her mind that she wanted to stay away from Xander. Though, it was against her feelings. She didn't wanna look vulnerable as she was aware of what kind of world she would face after leaving the premises of her father. She took a long time to shower. She was dolled up in a pink mini dress, the end of her hair was curled, makeup, and pink lips. She put on her high heels and turned to leave her room. She didn't want anyone to doubt that she wasn't happy with the forced wedding. When she opened the door, Sara was coming at her, Avni was walking behind her holding the tray. Sara was wearing a long saffron gown and her front hair was braided and the curl was laying on the shoulders. She was looking pretty, with her smal
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She kept pounding her fists in the punching bag, her knuckles were bruised, and she was using her pain as fuel to build herself strong. She kneed the bag, and a row of punches was thrown on it. Her anger could be seen from her deep frown that formed lines over her forehead. "Shelbina," Janette's infuriated voice reverberated in the gym. Her footfalls were louder than normal. She didn't stop jabbing her fists and kneeing the bag. Sweat was dripping down her forehead, neck, and back, almost she was bathed in her sweat. "Ell!" Sara's voice was soft. It couldn't stop her, couldn't pacify her rage. She felt a hand covering her shoulder. She squeezed her eyes shut. She began to breathe in and out, "Mom, Father wants you to cook today," She forced her voice to be calm, pushing the anger away. "You're going to wed," Janette scolded her as she pulled on her shoulder to face her. She lowered her gaze which was a pool of burning enrage and i
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Dread settled in the pit of her stomach. Orlando would never go against Roberto's desire. She did not want to involve Sara and Alberto in her plan. She was well aware of the security system in her father's mansion. Orlando was taking care of all the arrangements. It was going to be very difficult for her to penetrate the circle of security created by her elder brother. She was wandering in the house, trying to understand her brother's plan. It was her last day in her house. She had to make a plan if she wanted to ignore the wedding and escape from him. "The container is full of slaves. We have proof Arturo has ordered them." She heard Sergio, her eldest brother Orlando's right hand. "I'll kill that bastard," She heard the seething voice of her brother. "Then, it's sorted. This is your responsibility." Roberto said. She took several steps back and pretended to walk ahead at the office again. The door opened. Roberto and Orla
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She spent the night sitting up, contemplating her plan. It felt safe running after the wedding. Her coherent thoughts never left her. She didn't carry anything with her. Her gaze didn't move from the horizon waiting for the sun to rise. She could feel the coming danger, in the gnawing pit, in her chest in the emptiness in her heart. She was determined not to shed a tear. But the thought of staying away from her family and under the fear that he would catch her at any time and would haul her back into his hell. He didn't try to talk, try anything to frighten her, the dangerous aura around him always kept her alert and sent a warning to go far away from him. Tears had hovered many times in her eyes, the burning sensation did not leave her. She blinked, feeling the need to cry, she dug the heels of her hands in her eyes and tried to ignore the tears burning at the backs of her eyelids. A soft rap broke the chain of her thoughts. Her head turned to the door.
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Finishing his wine, he placed the glass on the table. They would kill her If somehow they knew who she was. She wasn't concerned that she ran away from her wedding after the ceremony. She slid her hand over the pocket of her jeans. She could see the mounts of diamonds. Three diamonds together are a symbol of love. She felt a push from behind. She stumbled back. She glanced over her shoulder. Two men strode into the room. Her eyes were only on their guns. They were not bulky but muscular. Somehow, she reached the container that her family confiscated. They wanted to capture Arturo red-handed. She was thinking of disarming them. Orlando had trained her to disarm an opponent. She had gambled her life a lot. The girls pushed themselves away from the point of the gun. "F*** me, baby!" The second man nudged the barrel of his gun in her hair. She was struggling to get free from his hold. "Boss would kill you. Th
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"I can't believe, our sister's husband is a hoodlum." Alberto murmured under his breath. "Don't say it out there. You're not a kid, Alberto. Don't make me tell you everything. We're not different from him." He said. "I wanted a businessman for her," Alberto said. "He's a businessman too. Don't forget. Our enemy would target her first. Her husband should be powerful. He is. He can protect her." Orlando said. "Who will protect her from him?" Alberto contorted his face in disbelief. He hated Xander for kidnapping his sister, and for attacking his home when his wife was pregnant and they were alone at home. "I'll protect her." Orlando's tone turned stern. "She's trained. Keep it in your mind." He reminded her. His heart melted seeing her sad face. "My kiddo," Alberto kissed her head. She aimed to get rid of Xander. The decision was made by Xander and her father, the eldest brother. Her steps flattered when she sigh
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Anger coursed through him. His hand shot to the gun in his waistband. He put the gun on his forehead. His gaze remained on his wife as she fell back against the couch head. "Sleeping pill." Orlando picked her up, not bothered by the pointed gun at him. His gaze was hard on him. "Don't..." His mouth tightened. "I'll kill you if you... " Xander cut him off. "You'd be dead now if you weren't her brother." He seethed, running his hand through his hair, his knuckles turned white grasping the gun tight. "Sara will stay with her in the room." Alberto said, walking into the room. "You both. Are f***** crazy!" He snarled again. "She's my wife." "Listen up!" Alberto was on his face in a blink. "She has gone through depression before. This situation was close to that. Particularly, your barbarism, ruthlessness." His eyes narrowed on him wanting him to explain. "Nothing is for you to know." Orlando snapped,
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