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Heir of Revenge

Heir of Revenge

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Chapter 1 [1]

Word Count: 1162    |    Released on: 17/07/2023

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2,

eady started forming on her forehead. She didn't care. Her mind was solely focused

received any news from the people she cared about. Usually, her older brother diligently co

with. She tried her best to concentrate on al

at Bina Nusantara School, she had never set foot in this room. She only visited the teachers' room a few times

nsequence of her earlier sprint. Feeling composed enough, she mustered the co

htly, trying to hide her nervousness. Fathia didn't want to move from her position near the doorway just yet. To the right, she was presented with a large g

her gaze when Horrison S

He glanced at his interlocutor for a moment and t

r seat, her forehead furrowed in confusion.

" called

ing she had been experiencing intensi

er an exchange of glances between the principal and the man

pecially when he pronounced a name that stirred his emotions. "Your parents and... Felice," Sebastian closed his eyes briefly, feeling the a

at Sebastian without a break. Absor

ll passed away

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esolute among three neatly covered mounds. Beautiful flowers were sca

ed at their grand residence. She wailed, screamed hysterically until she passed out several times. But still, the

without any support, especially when Sebastian delivered this sad news. Fathia's collapse worsened when, for

headed to the funeral. Since yesterday, Fathia hadn't eaten or drunk

er from her father's or mother's side, started arriving. They all hugged Fathia and conveye

xams. If her grades were good, a reward of a vacation to Bahama awaited her. Fath

er many pieces of advice. From taking care of her health, not f

giving up. The Claire family never surrenders, Fathia. You must remember that," Alvin

on't easily give up like Kak Feli

ou're right. Be like Felice. But remember one thing. Papa

ow, and it deepened wh

rt knows best whe

ies she chose to fill her spare time, and coming back home. Her life was not colorful. It was just normal. Even for a fifteen-yea

ar from, "Look, he's so handsome, r

s words, okay?" Alvin gazed at Fathia intently. Finally, the younges

would be the last message before t

d her tears. The memory

ing. He had a sturdy build, especially with his black shirt that got a bit dirty at the bottom. During t

s she tended to her parents' graves, slightly cro

pany you,"

s there too. Standing beside her. "Kak Sebast

let you b

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“There's only one thing Fathia understands. How much she adores his touch and everything he can give her tonight. All the things that have ever crossed her mind are now vividly projected by the man. Relentlessly. Without pause. And what surprises Fathia even more is that everything seems real. But..., "Why?" Fathia asked in frustration. Her eyes wide open, glaring sharply as their breaths raced against each other. The man positioned himself right above her, giving a slight, dismissive smile. But truly, in the darkness of his eyes, the man couldn't wait any longer. It took her months to realize how tormented she was by the distance between them. "One... or two?" He withdrew his fingers that had been inside Fathia. The clear liquid from within enveloped them. Slowly, he brought those fingers to touch the flushed cheek of the girl beneath him. Fathia grumbled in annoyance. "I'm done!" She roughly pushed the man's body off hers. Quickly, she gathered the scattered clothes. Don't ask about her face; it's a complete mess. Her cheeks are burning red. Angry. "You sure?" Sebastian chuckled. His eyes seemed relaxed as he watched the ash-brown-haired girl start dressing. Some reddish marks from their previous intimacy were evident in a few spots. "Don't play games with me, Sebastian. Finish it," Fathia turned and gave him a piercing look. "Or I'm leaving." "Your choice. I just want to make sure both you and I are satisfied. That's all." Fathia rolled her eyes in exasperation. She quickly covered her thighs with a cloth. "Oh, I just remembered. I have plans with Kenzo in two hours." Fathia could see how his jet-black eyes clouded over again. The intimate aura from before changed so quickly. Was Fathia scared? No. Ah, it's more than just fear. She desired it too. In one swift move, the man pulled her back to him. Holding her tight without mercy. "In your dream!" Fathia laughed triumphantly. "Never play games with me, Sebastian. Never." Meanwhile ... Jess didn't pay much attention to her surroundings. Even if there was a powerful 10 on the Richter scale earthquake, Jess didn't care. Her world consisted of only; the cafe, the apartment, Fathia's house, and An Flower. Living peacefully without any disturbances, that was her hope. However, her life was no longer peaceful. Where a Dirdja followed her like a wart. Clung to her like a leech. Engaged her in debates until all the patience Jess had been exhausted. Jess had tried everything to get rid of him, even if she had to borrow Voldemort's magic wand to chant the Avada Kedavra spell. To erase Kenzo's existence from her life, of course. Where their conflict ultimately ended up in bed. Turning her world upside down as well... adding to the series of pain she experienced. Until she said in the saddest voice she had, "Please, stay away from me. Please." After being truly alone, is this really what Jess wants?" *** Enjoy ready this story to all my reader. Hope you like it.”