Aaron closed the door then went to the bathroom pushing the door opened to see a quivering Aliyah on the wet floor while tears streamed down her face. Her face twitched in pain. He stepped in and he saw her visibly go stiff.He scoffed before crouching before her and pulling her slowly to her feet so that they were both standing. She felt weak in his hands like she could fall if he wasn't holding her and she felt...hot.She must be sick.He squinted his eyes at her, then he noticed the now turned red cloth wrapped around her upper left arm and he gave a sharp short hiss.Aliyah flinched."You are sick, aren't you? You shouldn't have come," he said with a gruff before leading her to the room which she followed along without a fight. He made her sit on the bed then fetched a bowl of clean water attending to her cut.She relaxed a bit, her gaze fixed on the floor. She had stopped sobbing now."You are always doing this... demanding," he said quietly.She heard him squeeze the cloth into

"I hate seeing you like this, I really hate seeing you hurting." He said with concern and a flash of anger in his voice, then he rested on one of the pillars around the bed, his eyes still on her."What is so wrong in you loving me? I really don't ask for much, you know? Just stop running away from me and accept your place by my side." His left hand shook slightly and he quickly grabbed it in the other, blinking furiously before his face went back to its relaxed state again.She tried to say something again and his attention was fully back on her. His eyes lit in excitement and he stepped forward taking off the gag from her mouth. She sighed in relief once the cloth was off her mouth. He stood there, his face set inches away from hers, waiting for what she had to say. Then suddenly, She spat in his face, conveying all she thought of him in that one act.He straightened himself up slowly, reached for an handkerchief and wiped his face clean with it. Surprisingly, he didn't take any of

Blinded by an unexplainable rage, Aaron tightened his fists on Malik's neck till suddenly he pushed him out of his grip. Malik's hands went up his neck, glad to be free while he stepped quickly away from Aaron. He focused on his breathing like he was trying to get all the breath he couldn't get before.After a while, he looked up at Aaron then he saw his shaking hands and he gasped lightly. Aaron heard him and snapped his face to him, his eyes sending warnings that even Malik's swollen eyes could see.They stayed like that for a while in silence before Aaron sat on the ground exhausted. It wasn't until then that he felt his hand bleeding and aching from Malik's previous struggle to survive."You...""Don't say it," Aaron said breaking his sentence short. Malik slowly sat next to him."It's getting worse," he whispered, his voice laced with concern."I have it under control.""You almost killed me!"Aaron scoffed, "but I didn't..." he muttered to himself then pointed at the sword dug a

He spoke against her neck while he pushed her legs apart with his own, his hand slowly went beneath her back, crashing her to him. She moaned a little at the sudden movement, reaching her hands up his neck.He knew it all, where to touch that would get the best reaction. Old ways were sneaky, they always found a way to creep back into a person's very being. Old ways were dangerous.Her legs hurt, she wanted so badly to take off her heels but even now in the midst of her crazy emotion, she knew the basis rule and followed it as always.Beauty was pain, and she was beautiful."And it isn't for you either. What kind of mess have you found your self, Naturella?"She moved up for him to kiss her. There was so much urgency for her to feel wanted, needed... loved."You talk too much, Hector."She felt his firm hands pulled up her gown by the slits, a cold breeze blew her legs letting her know how exposed she was and she felt the roughness of his trousers against her bare thighs."It was st

As much as she wanted not to feel pity for him, there was a sense of unison in his grieve, a depth and pang of guilt that she could understood, one that she could also feel. She felt a tear run down her cheek, she didn't know if she was grieving for her pain or his."We have so much in common." He said looking down at her with a tinge of a distant smile before his eyes held a glint in them."Let us start again, Diamant. From the very beginning like all these never happened."She looked quietly at him as he brushed away her tears. Her eyes glinted with hope of survival and escape but his next words held something within them, something that held so much significance but could have almost been missed."Let us start from the very beginning, my woman. We have so much laid out for us, let us not ruin it. I forgive you for everything you have done, let us put it all behind us."His voice hit different strings in her. From a slow consideration to confusion, realization then silent rage.Forg