Chapter 64

BONUS CHAPTER 1

LORIK POV

“I forgive you.”

The words charged at me like a sharp dagger that gatecrashed through my heart leaving me breathless. Heat rose from my neck and settled just right above my head, creating a cloud of intense self-loathing that made my ears deaf. With blurred vision, I watched as she slowly sashayed out of the damp dense cellar where I was chained.

My eyes followed her movements until she was out of view. My mind reeled with all sorts of thoughts recalling all the evil things I have committed. She had forgiven me, despite everything I had done to her. She forgave me and bathed me clean, after being tortured by my son for how long… Heck, I didn’t even know how long I have in here without food, water, let alone taking a bath. I reeked of death and all the things I have done in my past. Vernero always brought him a small bite of protein bar just to keep me alive, nothing more than that. I was famished, my throat so patched it felt like it was burning. In my darkest moment where I felt life slipping through my fingers, Leigh-Ari gave me water to drink and quenched my thirst.

Good lord, had I been wrong all these years? Was I wrong to want what’s best for my sons? Was I wrong to uproot things that would bring them distraction? I just wanted what was best for them. I never wanted my sons to end up as low lives with nothing to do. I wanted to pave a way for them, to sharpen them and make them unstoppable, and they were exactly what I had hoped. What wrong did I commit in doing all that?

A lone tear escaped my eye and drizzled down my cheek. I couldn’t even believe what had just happened. When I saw her, I thought she came in here to laugh at my face, to torment me even further and tell me how much of a failure I was, how weak and pathetic I am. That’s what I had hoped for. Because at least I wouldn’t have felt so shitty like I was.

My heartfelt lighter, it was at that moment it dawned to me that I needed her forgiveness. I needed Leigh-Ari to forgive me for all I have done to her. Her forgiveness was what made me look forward to my death without regret, not because I was running away from all my sins, but because I was redeemed and ready to receive my befitting punishment.

I have hurt the only people I tried to protect, and there was no way I could ever undo all the things I did to them. But out of all the fiasco, Leigh-Ari suffered the most. She didn’t even have to forgive me. Heck! Even if she cursed me and told me to rot in hell, I wouldn’t cry and raise a ruckus, I deserved it. I was sp unworthy of her forgiveness, but she chose to forgive me nonetheless.

That made me feel so pathetic and low like I have never felt in all my life.

she gave me, I killed

I killed her. With my own hands, I killed her. The look on her face when she gave out her last breath flashed even slower. At that moment I had her lean body between my legs, straddling her, with my hands squeezing tight on her throat, preventing all the air from entering her body and leaving. I remembered as

face turned purple, her eyes had pleaded with me, as she silently begged for me to get off from her, but I didn’t. Gosh, I killed her. she didn’t last long. She became weaker until her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her body went limp. I didn’t let go. Even when her arms dropped to her sides I just

deserve Leigh-Ari’s forgiveness.

me. My boys took orders from no man, but one word from Leigh-Ari had them on their knees, submitting to everything she said. That never went well with me. I hated the

be controlled by a woman like that? To be ordered around like a headless chicken? Was I supposed to let Elaia

guess we’ll

to, their voices were so low, so full of admiration and adoration and

up, without much of a glance at my side or even a word. I longed to hear his voice, I longed for him to talk to me and call me “pops” like he used before I

as

I heard was the sound of

head felt so heavy that it just dropped between my shoulders. Verzi’s steps were

like that.” He informed in a

like someone had my heart in their fist,

be this way? The image of his toothy grin flashed in my mind, the day he had come to me holding a toad in his hands, so happy about it. The smile on his face when his mother gifted him a bunny. He had looked at me with a huge

Stickas?” I asked facing down, my eyes shut close because I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. I didn’t even deserve looking at his face to see all the

You forced me to eat his flesh remember?” He spat stepping from

mother gifted it to you.” I ignored his biting spite and focused on something

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