WHILE I BURN FOR YOU
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Chapter 6 SALEM KASHEM img
Chapter 7 DO OR DIE AFFAIR img
Chapter 8 ALONE IN DUNDEE img
Chapter 9 INHERITANCE img
Chapter 10 GODFATHER img
Chapter 11 AUNT MAGGIE img
Chapter 12 THE ARGUMENT img
Chapter 13 YOU ARE ON YOUR OWN img
Chapter 14 SECRET BUNKER img
Chapter 15 MALEK'S DEATH img
Chapter 16 YOU KISSED ME img
Chapter 17 TILL MORNING img
Chapter 18 BOIL THEM img
Chapter 19 LIAR! img
Chapter 20 CONGRATULATIONS, LANDLADY img
Chapter 21 YOU HAVE LOST img
Chapter 22 HOW INSENSITIVE! img
Chapter 23 FANTASY img
Chapter 24 THE MISSING GODFATHER img
Chapter 25 ESCAPE PLAN img
Chapter 26 MOTHER'S RING img
Chapter 27 VIVICA BLACKWOOD img
Chapter 28 ADIEU TRAITOR img
Chapter 29 I PLEDGE MY LOYALTY TO YOU img
Chapter 30 YZMA img
Chapter 31 FOGA PERICOLOSO (DANGEROUS FERVOR) img
Chapter 32 CHECKMATE img
Chapter 33 KISS ME img
Chapter 34 RED ROOM img
Chapter 35 HURT img
Chapter 36 BALDIE BIKER img
Chapter 37 LOVE ISN'T WEAK img
Chapter 38 CITY OF LOVE img
Chapter 39 SEX IN THE CITY img
Chapter 40 DOOMSDAY LURKS img
Chapter 41 DAMIAN img
Chapter 42 THE SABOTAGE img
Chapter 43 THE REVELATION img
Chapter 44 LINGERIE'S SPECIAL GUEST img
Chapter 45 IRRESISTIBLE img
Chapter 46 LAST WARNING img
Chapter 47 BETRAYAL AT ITS FINEST img
Chapter 48 GIRLFRIEND img
Chapter 49 FAMILY 'AFFAIR' img
Chapter 50 MAYA img
Chapter 51 CAUGHT IN A LIE img
Chapter 52 SMART CULLEN LENSES img
Chapter 53 A TRAITOR AMONG US img
Chapter 54 MOTHER img
Chapter 55 GIFT img
Chapter 56 POISONOUS ARROWS img
Chapter 57 THE FIGHT OF OUR LIVES PART I img
Chapter 58 THE FIGHT OF OUR LIVES 2 img
Chapter 59 I SMELL DEATH img
Chapter 60 VIVUS img
Chapter 61 MY LOVE img
Chapter 62 DETOUR img
Chapter 63 SABA; EMPTY BARREL img
Chapter 64 MINA AL ARAB img
Chapter 65 JOEL CASIO img
Chapter 66 TROUBLE O'CLOCK img
Chapter 67 LATE TO THE MURDER PARTY img
Chapter 68 FINIR img
Chapter 69 DEVIL IN MINK img
Chapter 70 CÍRCULO DEL DIABLO (DEVIL'S CIRCLE) img
Chapter 71 ENTANGLED IN THE SPIDER'S WEB img
Chapter 72 UNSEEN MANIPULATION img
Chapter 73 TRICKERY img
Chapter 74 MY RED HAIRED STALKER img
Chapter 75 DEATH AND IT'S SCYTHE img
Chapter 76 WITH RELATION TO THE DEVIL img
Chapter 77 TANGO WITH THE DEVIL img
Chapter 78 IT'S OVER img
Chapter 79 SIOBHAN'S AFFAIR img
Chapter 80 THE FEAR OF THANKSGIVING img
Chapter 81 PREP img
Chapter 82 NATALYA img
Chapter 83 SICK ZAHRA img
Chapter 84 LIAM CORLEONE'S REVENGE img
Chapter 85 ON THE VERGE OF... DEATH img
Chapter 86 LIKE FATHER, LIKE SON img
Chapter 87 ARRIVING AT THE PALACE img
Chapter 88 ONLY MY LOVE MATTERS img
Chapter 89 CAROLYN'S OUTING img
Chapter 90 ZAHRA'S DEATH img
Chapter 91 ONE LAST TIME img
Chapter 92 ALL OR NOTHING img
Chapter 93 WHERE IT ENDS img
Chapter 94 I'll Miss Tomorrow, Even When It Passes. img
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Chapter 4 WINE OVER GOLF

CHAPTER FOUR: WINE OVER GOLF?

A week had passed since Malek's opening party and I hadn't heard from either Dashiell or Malek.

Fear began to engulf me as the thought of Malek already signing off the inheritance to his mistress's unborn baby filled my head.

I paced around my large bedroom frantically, thinking of how to reach Dashiell. Where do I even start from? How do I get to my child, who I don't even know his name. What should I do?

Just then, my phone started to ring. Like a bolt of lightning, I rushed to pick it up and saw that it was an unknown number.

I swear if it's the interior designers that are calling to ask whether we have a new event coming up, I am going to kill that person myself.

"Hello?"

Then, his familiar baritone voice filled my ears, "Were you waiting for me to call?"

I moved to sit on the chair, even more restless than before, "I was almost tempted to steal your email address from my husband," I confessed

"My driver is in your estate. He's going to bring you to my golf field club," He conceded then hung up.

I couldn't believe my ears. Why on earth did Dashiell ask his driver to enter the estate? What if Malek was around, or worse, Barney, or any of those snitches he placed on duty to watch me like a hawk? Dashiell had started to cross the line, and I wouldn't take it lightly with him if my husband punished me for his stupidity.

My mind raced with questions as I grabbed my purse and headed out the door.

The drive to the golf field was long, and my thoughts drifted through possibilities of mine and Dashiell's discussion being about why he was pressing me against him last week, but I soon shook those thoughts off. When we arrived, Dashiell was already there, dressed in a white polo shirt and three-quarter shorts. Immediately after I stepped onto the field, he turned to face me.

"How calculative," I thought, smoothing my short white skirt.

"Hurry up!" he commanded, his voice low but serious.

I immediately started to jog, even though I didn't want to. As I reached where he stood, the familiar whiff of his wood spice filled my nose. My throat felt dry, but I didn't want to step backward. Dashiell was intimidating, but his aura was to die for.

"What is it, Dashiell?" I scowled, feigning anger. "I thought you had ghosted me after you relayed all that bull crap about saving my kid and our inheritance. Why did it take you this long to call me?"

He only stared me down, his dark eyes boring into mine. My heart flipped a thousand and one times as I felt his gaze ripping through the pumps in my chest. In the blink of an eye, he seized my arm and grabbed me by the waist, pressing me towards him. I felt the build in his chest through my breasts. His dark eyes flickered to scan my expression, then he moved to whisper in my ear, "Don't you dare question me. Do you understand?"

Each word burned my ear intensely. But like a puppy, I nodded obediently, and yet, he still didn't let me go. And I was enjoying it. His arms were so strong, and having them around me made me feel protected.

"What do you want me to do, Dashiell?" I whispered, my voice barely audible.

He leaned in closer, his fresh, minty breath fanning against my ear. "I want you to talk to Malek about your son today. He'll be at your estate for now, and be rest assured that he won't do anything to you."

I pulled back, looking up at him in disbelief. "What? I can't talk to him about that."

He furrowed his brows and then released me from his grasp. "You don't trust me enough to protect you, do you?"

"This is not... it's not a game," I stuttered, my eyes watery. "He beats me to a stupor. I buy so many medicines for myself so I wouldn't bleed to death. I stay silent for my survival. Malek is insane-"

He cut me off, his voice cold. "I will protect you. Recite that in your head as your daily mantra. Meet Malek today and tell him that you want your son back. When he leaves, take some time to look into the drawers in his bedroom and bring me the most interesting thing you find."

I felt a shiver run down my spine as he said those last words. I nodded meekly and turned to leave, but he pulled me back. "Who asked you to leave?" Then he pointed over to his car and said, "There's wine in my car to quench your thirst. And I'm not requesting you to drink it, I am commanding you to."

As we left, I couldn't shake off the feeling that we were being watched. I turned back, but I saw no one. I knew Dashiell might have thought the same, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he waved at his fat bodyguard, who stood by the car, and the man moved to search the area.

On the grass, I noticed a wristband lying on the ground. "Kashem Empire" was written on it, but before I could say anything, Dashiell spoke up, his voice low and urgent.

"His men are here," he said, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

"Blazer!" he called out to the fat bodyguard. "Gotham!" he called to the other muscular one who stood by the car. "Shoot anyone you find in the area."

Without hesitation, the bodyguards flew into action. Their movement, swifter than the bolt of lightning.

            
            

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