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Heir of Revenge

Chapter 5 [4] b

Word Count: 1867    |    Released on: 17/07/2023

return home. She wanted to make sure with her own eyes that the three people who always accompanied h

ading to his arm being injured by a long sharp object, leaving a scar. He was still receiving treatment at the hospital, and Fathia was ex

something terrible would happen to their young miss. Naomi hugged and stared at Fathia r

n. I really thank you," he said again, earning

ead of constantly apologizing, how about makin

. "Are you s

raced Dennis, walking towards the kitchen,

g sure that the beautiful girl in front of her was truly alr

. Sebastian took

Fathia. I was really scared, Miss. Terrified. Every day, I cried, worrying

n the house for a long time. Her mother's confidante. Also, the one who often

felt earlier started to surface again, causing tears to well up in her

pl

requ

d shed tears just so Sebas

memories of the three people who had left her alone. With Sebastian watching over. It was

s, but what if, in the future, Fathia was targeted by unknown people a

mphasized with great concern to protect Fathia carefully. He couldn'

u'll be safe, and I wo

the reluctant man's body. "I feel strange here. I'm used to having Aunt Nao

he stood next to Sebastian, she only reached his shoulder. Considering that Fathia was one of the taller girls in her school, she wondere

. At school, during my lessons, or anyw

ers and locked eyes with her, making her swallow nervously for the umpteenth time. "I won't take

thia's eyes again. "S

Just prepare your belongings. I've also in

ry. It didn't matter that Sebastian wa

ng miss. She had been silent all this time, but tears were st

r tears. "I'm sad that I have

mpty. But the memories inside it kept her alive. And now, she had to be separated from the thing that made h

ple came to target their young miss. What had this family done wrong? Naomi couldn't understand it at all. As far as she knew, the Alvin

you so much, Aunt

o take care of this house as it should be. Only the owner won't sleep here, but the Young Miss will always re

ars continu

ster at the office? Auntie often heard that advice, Miss. If it were Miss Fel

y. What the middle-ag

are the Master's hope now. Aunti

aid that if she said what was really on her

h Mr. Sebastian. Auntie Naomi, Mr. Dennis, and Mr. Johan believe that Mr. Sebastian can be

ing more heavily now. "Auntie Naomi promises, yes.

hia had to truly leave this house. She sat in the luxurious sedan that belonged

erhaps because she was tired from crying, Fathia fell asleep, making Sebastian shake his head slightly after making

curly eyelashes and neatly thick eyebrows adorned her perfect, innocent face. Her small dimple on her chin adde

ia's

t moment was utterly foolish. How could he lose control just bec

ld onto until now. A sister he had to protect and take care of. Not someone he should act recklessly with. But why had he become carel

uld now be living in. This was one of Sebastian's personal properties that he had planned to sell since its value had

leep, seemingly soundly. Even when Sebastian replaced his hand with a soft pillow, Fathia didn'

s slightly flushed cheek. "To the point that I can't resist it." And when hi

ntle. Sweet-smelling. Sebastian felt like blaming the devil within h

ssed her softly, not wanting to devour her lips since Fathia was still fast asleep. And when he decided to break t

eve

, she wondered if Sebastian kissed her because he missed her sister. "You misses Felice again?" Fathia s

n without interruption

ck to sleep. I'm goin

enager who didn't know how a kiss worked between opposite genders. Sometimes, she heard h

or F

e resembled her sister. And now, for the

he know that I was half scared t

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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.”