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Heir of Revenge

Chapter 6 [5] a

Word Count: 1346 | Released on: 17/07/2023

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nd returned in the evening, with a bunch of other activities to do. For Fathia, this was her own joy because she didn't dwell on the departure of her parents and h

tivities and grades. He always reminded her to prioritize her academics for her future schooling and business. Sebast

s tidying up the apartment; Summer. The girl just shook her head with joy but her hands were

perfect because he's coming home tonigh

ng her. The girl was friendly and polite, but she preferred to be alone in her room. Whatever she was doing, Summer didn't want to get too involv

thia as her maste

she last met Sebastian in person. They only communicated through phone calls and messages, with in

e would arrive at the apartment just in time for dinner. Fathia had time to take a quick shower and get ready to gre

joy, without thinking, she rushed t

into a lift as Fathia clung to him like a koala. "You're getting heavier,

a girl is called heavy, it

but when he caught sight of the decorations in the livin

ling to be let down, but Seb

t the birthday cake

was a strange feeling for a moment after she was half-running away from him to the

r taking out a small, divided cake from th

s birthday. Perhaps if Felice were still here, they would be spending time on the

ed it differently. Her long, straight black hair was now wavy, and her front bangs made Fathia look even cuter in his

he candles. Don'

l like

ked hard to prepare all this. You

the candles on the cake and placed it on the table. Fathia was about to cut the cake when her m

you been do

ng it difficult to focus on Sebastian's questi

," Sebastian held he

zed that their faces were similar, but their appearances were not. Felice lik

my face as much as you want, so

almost seventeen-year-old girl, but... he froze when Fathia sudde

bastian who misse

rised both Sebas

e middle-aged man who was looking at them disapprovingly. Nervously closing the gap, Fathia approached him and shook the

in, Fa

irl o

long sigh. "It doesn't look lik

ftly, taking his seat right in fr

y and sighed again. "What do you wan

he office, ho

ression became more tense than before. "Almost a

d, he was the only one who adamantly opposed it, followed by other family members. Although Sebastia

rous. How about his proje

ve been many covert irregularities. I've as

chose t

cle. And I suspect they're coll

information. "Sailendra is Alvin's

ino is quietly i

Ronald warned. "The investigation results are murky. No progress. These two years

they sigh

target for your frustration just because Felice isn't here. Take

gaze sudde

different. Fathia can still see the

eaking. "You're too close to her. Remember, no mat

Chapter End

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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.”