Clash Of Hearts

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๐™ฐ๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐š›'๐šœ ๐™ฝ๐š˜๐š๐šŽ
๐™ณ๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ
๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ 2
๐™ฐ๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šœ
1. ๐™ฐ๐š›๐š๐š’๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š–๐šŠ
2. ๐š†๐šŠ๐š› ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐š ๐š˜ ๐š‚๐šƒ๐™ฐ๐šƒ๐™ด๐š‚
3. ๐™ถ๐š’๐š›๐š• ๐š˜๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š–๐šœ
4. ๐š…๐š’๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ
5. ๐™ท๐šž๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š—
6. ๐™ฐ ๐š๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š› '๐™ผ๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ'
7. ๐™ฐ๐š—๐šข๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š‘๐šž๐š–๐šŠ๐š—๐šŽ!
8. ๐™บ๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š— ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐š˜๐š‹๐šŽ๐šข ๐š–๐šŽ!
9. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š—๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š˜๐š›๐š—๐šœ
10. ๐™ธ ๐šŠ๐š– ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šข๐š˜๐šž
11. ๐™ฐ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐šŽ๐šœ๐š™๐šŽ๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ?
12. ๐™ป๐šŽ๐š'๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š˜๐š— ๐šŠ ๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ
13. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š’๐š—๐šŸ๐š’๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š™๐šœ
14. ๐™ธ ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ
15. ๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š
16. ๐šƒ๐š›๐šŠ๐šž๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐šŒ ๐š™๐šŠ๐šœ๐š
17. ๐™ฝ๐š˜๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š— ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š•
18. ๐™ฒ๐š›๐š˜๐šœ๐šœ ๐š–๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š—
19. ๐™ณ๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐š‹๐š•๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›!
20. ๐™ป๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐šŠ ๐š–๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š•๐š•
21. ๐™ถ๐š˜๐š˜๐š ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š›๐šข
22. ๐š‚๐š”๐šข ๐š’๐šœ ๐šŽ๐š–๐š™๐š๐šข..๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š’๐šœ ๐š–๐šข ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š
23. ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š‚๐™ป๐š„๐šƒ
24. ๐š†๐š’๐š•๐š ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šก
25. ๐™ฑ๐šŽ ๐š–๐šข ๐š†๐š‘๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ
26. ๐™ฝ๐š˜๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š”
27. ๐šƒ๐š›๐šข๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŽ๐šœ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š™๐šŽ!
28. ๐™ป๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ.๐™ป๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ. ๐™ป๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ.
29. ๐™ณ๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐šŸ๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ!
30. ๐š„๐š—๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐šž๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šœ
31. ๐š…๐š’๐šŒ๐š’๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐š•๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ
32. ๐™ธ ๐š ๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐š‘๐šž๐š›๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž
33. ๐™ฐ๐šŒ๐š’๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š–๐šŽ๐š•๐š๐šœ ๐š‘๐šž๐š–๐šŠ๐š—
34. ๐™พ๐š— ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ!
36. ๐š†๐šŠ๐š’๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐™ป๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ
37. ๐š†๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š–๐šข ๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š?
38. ๐™ธ๐š ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šœ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š”๐š’๐š•๐š•
39. ๐™ผ๐šข ๐™ถ๐™ธ๐š๐™ป
40. ๐™ป๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž
41. ๐™ณ๐š›๐šŠ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐šŒ
42. ๐™ฟ๐šŽ๐š›๐š’๐š˜๐š๐šœ
43. ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š ๐š•๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ
44. ๐™ฐ๐š—๐šข๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šž๐šŠ๐š•
45. ๐™ฟ๐š›๐š’๐š˜๐š›๐š’๐š๐šข
46. ๐™ต๐šž๐š•๐š• ๐š˜๐š ๐šœ๐šž๐š›๐š™๐š›๐š’๐šœ๐šŽ๐šœ!!!
47. ๐š‚๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š˜๐š—๐š
48. ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š—
49. ๐™ฟ๐™ป๐™ด๐™ฐ๐š‚๐š„๐š๐™ด
50. ๐™ด๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š
51. ๐šˆ๐šŽ๐šœ, ๐š’ ๐š ๐š’๐š•๐š•!
52. ๐™ถ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐šŽ๐šข๐šŽ๐šœ
53. ๐™ฟ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ
54. ๐™บ๐š’๐š๐š—๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐šŽ๐š
55. ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ?
56. ๐™ด๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šข๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š› ๐š’๐š— ๐™ป๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š†๐šŠ๐š›
57. ๐š๐š˜๐šŠ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š”๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ
58. ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š›๐š”๐š—๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ
59. ๐™ผ๐š’๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š
60. ๐™ต๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š˜๐šž๐š›
61. ๐™ด๐šก๐šŽ๐šŒ๐šž๐š๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐šœ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š™๐šŽ ๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐š—
62. ๐™ฝ๐š˜๐š‹๐š˜๐š๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐šž๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š'๐šœ ๐š–๐š’๐š—๐šŽ
63. ๐š‚๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› - ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›
64. ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š•๐š ๐šŠ๐šข๐šœ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š•๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ
65. ๐š†๐š’๐š•๐š ๐š๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š›
66. ๐™ฟ๐šž๐š—๐š’๐šœ๐š‘ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž
67. ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š›๐š
68. ๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š•๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š
69. ๐™ธ ๐š ๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š›๐šข---๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šข๐š˜๐šž
70. ๐š†๐šŠ๐š› ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š•๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ
71. ๐™ธ๐šŒ๐šŽ-๐šŒ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š–-๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š˜๐š›๐šข
72. ๐š๐š‘๐šข๐š๐š‘๐š– ๐š˜๐š ๐š›๐šŠ๐š’๐š—
73. ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐šœ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š›๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š–๐š’๐š—๐šŽ
74. ๐™ธ ๐š ๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐šœ๐š‘๐š’๐š™ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž
75. ๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š ๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ
76. ๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šž๐š๐šข ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š
77. ๐™ผ๐š’๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š•๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐šŽ๐š—๐šœ
78. ๐™ถ๐š›๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š‚๐™ธ๐™ฝ
79. ๐™ป๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šƒ๐™ฐ๐™ป๐™ด...
80. ๐™ณ๐š›. ๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐š›๐š•๐šŠ
81. ๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š–๐šŽ ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šข
82. ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ?
83. ๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šž๐š๐š’๐š๐šž๐š• ๐š‚๐š’๐š—
84. ๐™ด๐šข๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐š’๐š›๐š›๐š˜๐š›
85. ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ' ๐š๐š’๐š›๐š•๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š
86. ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›, ๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐šž๐š›๐š
87. ๐™ฝ๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š!
88. ๐™ฑ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š
89. ๐š†๐š‘๐šŽ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š’ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š
90. ๐™ด๐š—๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š•๐š˜๐š™๐šŽ
91. ๐™ธ ๐šŠ๐š– ๐šž๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž
92. ๐™ธ'๐š ๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š’๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š— ๐š•๐š˜๐šœ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž
93. ๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š”๐šŽ๐š
94. 1994-2023
95. ๐™ธ ๐š ๐š’๐šœ๐š‘ ๐š’ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š™๐šŠ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข
96. ๐™ท๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šœ๐š, ๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐š• ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š›.
97. ๐™ฟ๐š˜๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š˜๐š—
98. ๐™ธ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž
99. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฒ๐™ท๐™พ๐™ธ๐™ฒ๐™ด
100. ๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šข ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š
101. 22๐š—๐š ๐™น๐šž๐š•๐šข
102. ๐™ธ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐šŠ ๐š•๐š’๐šŽ
103. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ด๐š—๐š๐š๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ
104. ๐™ผ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐šŽ
105. ๐™ฝ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š—
106. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š’๐šœ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š  ๐š’๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šœ, ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข!!

35. ๐™ธ๐š ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š‘๐šž๐š›๐š!

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Chapter-35

Author's POV

Her face was covered with sweat and tears. She looked like a mess, yet a beautiful mess.

Chase was blinded by lust. The way she was lying on the bed, half naked turned him on.

He leaned forward and pressed his lips on her. He kissed her roughly. It was a needy, punishing kiss.
He bit her lips harshly, squeezed her bosom roughly and then entered his tongue inside her mouth. Rose struggled, but to no avail. She couldn't fight him.

He pushed himself onto her and literally ate her mouth. When her bruised ass touched the soft mattress, a sharp pain shot through her body, it was stinging.

After a minute or two, he left her mouth. She thought the ordeal was over but how stupid she was!

He spread her legs widely and settled in between her legs.

" Please..don't... don't hurt me.." Rose begged, crying bitterly.

" it should hurt!" was all he said, before cupping her sex roughly.

He had never seen her there. Her pink vaginal lips intrigued him. She was still dry.

" Leave me! Let me go! Please" she cried.

Chase pinched her vaginal lips harshly and Rose stopped crying.

" You are a mons...--"

He started rubbing her clitoris with his thumb roughly. She bit her lips tightly, drawing blood from them and closed her eyes shut.

Memories of the past rushed back like waves hitting the rock.

His thumb moved on her clit furiously, drawing juices out of her vagina.

" Ahhhuh" She yelped in pain when Chase inserted his thick middle finger inside her.

She opened her eyes, he seemed pretty unbothered by her condition.

She clenched the sheets tightly,

" So tight!" He mused, adding another finger.

She felt like she was being torn apart from her insides.

Her toes curled as his fingers moved inside her fast. She loathed herself for reacting to his disgusting touches.

His fingers were hitting the right spots. He smirked seeing her face. She was trying so hard not to moan.

She buried her face in her arms and closed her eyes. She knew she would have an orgasm now. The knot tightening in her stomach was enough to bring shame.

Chase suddenly slowed down the movements.

" Will you do that again? Rose?" Chase asked, rubbing on her clitoris roughly.

She didn't speak. She didn't want to.

He grabbed her bosom roughly and squeezed it.

" Speak.... Rose" He demanded, increasing his pace.

Her toes curled again. She bit her lips, she was about to cum but then he slowed down all of a sudden.

" I can do this all night!" he started moving his fingers inside of her. " If that's what your hungry cunt wants!" he snarled.

She looked at him angrily.

" Don't talk to me like this!" Rose said, tearing up.

Chase pinched her vaginal lips, earning a deep hiss from her.

" Will you do that again?" he demanded, he wanted an answer from her.

" No!" she cried.

She wanted this torture to end soon.

He smirked.

" Will you disrespect me again?" he asked, increasing his pace.

" No!" she said.

" Will you disobey me??" His actions were getting rougher and rougher.

" No no no! End this Chase... Please!" She cried, her voice broken.

That's when he felt bad for her. Anyhow, he continued to move his fingers fast inside her.

Soon she came all over his fingers, muffling a moan.

She had an orgasm nearly after two years. It was too much for her to bear. She felt really tired. Too tired to even lift her fingers.

She closed her eyes and lay down on the bed, motionless.

Chase watched her tired figure lying on the bed. He felt bad. He walked towards the washroom and brought a clean towel. She didn't react when he cleaned her down there. She only hissed lowly when he touched her butt, accidentally.

He made her wear his shirt as he ripped her shirt earlier. He then walked towards his room and brought the soothing gel.

By the time he returned to her room, she was still lying in the same position.

" Lay flat on your stomach," he said, his voice sounding gentle.

She didn't. She couldn't move her fingers even if she wanted to. She was tired.

Sighing, he gently shifted her position. She lay flat on her stomach. He clenched his jaws seeing her butt. It looked red. His fingerprints were everywhere on her ass cheeks.

Did I cross the line....? He wondered looking at her bruised butt.

Of course, came the reply from his heart.

" Rose...." He called, but she didn't respond.

He wasn't expecting her to respond to him after what he did to her just now.

He didn't mind her silence.

He applied the soothing gel all over her butt, she would hiss from time to time, and that's it. Nothing else.

None of them spoke.

He didn't realise that she was asleep already. He blew a puff of air on her butt cheeks after he was done applying the soothing gel.

" I...uh...I'm sorry Rose...!
I crossed the line. I was so angry. Not because you disrupted the meeting...I don't care about it... When you said that you would never love a violent man like me, I lost it. I felt like burning the whole world down.....I know...
I know... I am forcing you...But you don't have a choice, Rose... You should love me...you have to! Hmm?" Chase said, his voice low yet curt.

When he didn't hear any response from her, he leaned closer to tap her cheeks. That's when he saw her sleeping, soundly.

He clicked his tongue and sighed.

" Good night love" he kissed her cheeks.

She was sleeping in a comfortable position. He placed the pillow under her face and sat there watching her sleep.

After what felt like hours, he walked out of her room. He didn't go to his room, he walked straight to the study, he wanted to complete some important work.

𓀎♡⚔♡⚔♡⚔♡𓀟

Chase stretched his body, he didn't sleep even for an hour yesterday. He sighed, as he completed the work. As far as meeting Nala and Rowan, he will meet them later tonight.

He looked at the laptop screen once again, it was already ten in the morning. He shut the laptop and made his way towards her room.

He wanted to see her, talk to her first. Everything else can wait.

Just when he reached the floor, he saw Anila opening the door. She was here to serve breakfast.

" Anila!" Chase called, Anila looked towards the direction of the voice.

Chase took the breakfast tray from her and asked her to leave. She left.

He opened the door slowly and walked inside. She was still sleeping.

He placed the food tray on the nightstand and,

" Rose..wake up! It's already 10" Chase tried to sound gentle.

She didn't move or stir in her position. Her face was slightly pale.

" Rose... Eat breakfast and then you can sleep" he urged, she still didn't move.

He was concerned about her.
He leaned closer and tapped her cheeks. They were hot. She was burning.

" SHIT!" He muttered.

She had a fever.

" Denise....Denise!!! Call that goddamn doctor now!" Chase roared, holding her in his arms.

She moved slightly because of the sudden friction in the bed.

" Rose....wake up! Open your eyes Rose!" he sounded desperate.

Her lips were dry, they looked white. Her skin also looked pale, her cheeks were red.

She groaned lowly when he tapped her cheeks.

" Look at me...." he demanded, he was concerned.

" Where is that doctor? Denise!" he growled.

Denise rushed inside,

" Boss....she's on the way!" Denise responded.

His eyes involuntarily travelled towards Rose. He felt really bad seeing her like this. He cast his gaze aside, she looked pitiable.

" Don... Doctor Lina is here!" Anila said, rushing inside.

He looked at Lina who walked behind Anila.

" She's having a fever! Help her Lina!" Chase said, his voice deep, curt.

Lina was shocked, she thought he would give her an ultimatum. That's what he usually does.

If you want to live....make sure she is fine!!!

Lina nodded and all three of them left the room.

She checked her temperature it was slightly above 100. She was about to grab the injection, that's when her eyes fell on her bruised butt.

She slowly lifted the shirt and gasped seeing the big palm prints all over her butt cheeks.

She thought it was a normal fever, because of a water infection or something like that. She now understood the reason for her high fever.

She sighed, pulling the shirt down.

" Rose....Rose" she called, gently tapping her cheeks.

Rose slightly opened her eyes.

" Does your body hurt??" she asked, she was concerned.

Rose just nodded her head, slowly.

She felt pity for this girl.

" It's okay... This injection will help!" Lina said, with a professional smile.

Rose closed her eyes again.

After she was done with the treatment, she walked outside. Chase was pacing in the hallways.

" How's she?" Chase asked, his voice gruff.

Lina shook her head,

" Don....there is something I need to tell you!" Lina said, gathering her courage.

Don raised his brows and nodded.

" Since you already know she is abused...I suggest you to be patient with her. I saw the bruises, hmm...the fever is a reaction to the pain. She is still healing from the past abuse...
If this continues, there are chances of her developing PTSD. It's better if you take it slowly" Lina explained politely.

Chase never liked to be advised by someone. Anyhow, he nodded. Whatever Lina said, it was all true.

She scribbled a few medicines on the prescription and then left.

Chase walked inside her room and saw her still asleep. He decided to take a bath before she woke up.

Pulling the quilt over her legs, he proceeded to the bathroom.

After a quick shower, he wrapped the towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom. Rose was still asleep.

He ordered one of his men to bring his clothes. He wore a black tee shirt and black tracksuit pants.

I'm sorry Rose! He uttered these words inside his mind.

He touched her cheeks, and then her forehead. Her body temperature was normal now. A sigh of relief escaped his lips.

" Hey....Rose! Wake up!" He gently tapped her cheeks.

She groaned, slightly shifting in her position.

" Wake up...." he whispered. He didn't know why he was whispering in the first place.

She opened her eyes and met with his blue eyes looking at her with nothing but concern. She immediately looked aside.

She tried to sit and an unstoppable yelp escaped her lips.

" Ahhh!" she hissed in pain as soon as her butt touched the soft mattress.

" Hey....hey... slowly!" Chase helped her to sit, but she couldn't.

The bruises were still fresh, the pain was stinging.

She threw a glare at him and got down from the bed.

" You cannot take a bath today!" Chase held her wrists, gently.

Rose didn't say anything.

" Eat something....it's already late!" He said, again she didn't react to him.

Chase sighed, annoyed. But he also knew he deserved her ignorance.

" Okay... Let me help you in cleaning up!" Chase said, she removed her hands from his hold and walked inside the bathroom.

Before Chase could barge in, she locked the door.

She looked at her face, she looked like a patient. She turned around and looked at the reflection in the mirror. Her ass looked red, his fingerprint on her ass cheeks screamed the brutality of last night.

She sighed, she had no energy to cry.

After quickly brushing her teeth, she washed her face and walked out of the bathroom.

Chase was sitting on the bed, she looked at the colour of the tee shirt. Both of them were wearing black. And she was wearing his shirt.

She decided to change clothes. Anyhow she wasn't wearing her undergarments. Sighing, she made her way towards the closet and grabbed a random dress.

She looked at him, he was sitting there unbothered.

I don't mind if you change here, he thought.

He didn't say it out loud.

Shameless! She muttered under her breath before walking inside the bathroom.

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