The Empress's Revenge

I inhaled softly, puzzled and feeling hot. The doctor's eyes were fixed on me.

My face was pale and weak. The report was satisfying and I felt nauseous.

I watched as his lips spilled the words:

"You just have a year to live, love and eat"

I gulped hard, that seems almost impossible as I'd be returning to the place where it all began.

The rest of the lines he spews out seem ineffective, as if I was lost in my own world.

My body shook where I sat. I'd be dying soon, but where was he to save me from all this mess?

The only person I had was Sonia. She was a true friend, staying beside me during my illness and vouching I would get well soon.

She was my strength. However, she won't be making it today. I inhaled softly with tears in my eyes, feeling all weak and drowsy.

Standing outside the hospital, I took a long glance, boarded a taxi and drove home.

I've been in the hospital for quite a couple of months. Lonely and secluded. To be sincere, I still miss him, even though he doesn't.

All I had to console myself with was, he was busy running the company affairs. I just wanted to hear his lies to comfort myself that he was still with me.

I wondered what his reaction would be. It was time he proved he loved me. I just didn't want to feel bad about anything.

Hastily, I drew closer to the doorbell, intending to ring it, but then, it was my house. I shouldn't be informing him of my return.

Hastily and exhausted, I stroked inside. Everywhere looked messy and I could tell the house missed me.

I slowly glanced around, fatigued and baffled. He claims to be neat but turned this place into a dump house.

While striding sluggishly, my eyes noticed a bra on the couch and I flinched.

I tried not to believe what it was and just assumed it was an illusion. The further I move, I keep seeing shirts and torn skirts on the ground.

Nervously, my legs led me to the bedroom. The door was widely opened. I could hear a loud moan.

Right before my very eyes, I saw him thrusting his dick inside the butthole of a woman.

His body was searing with the hit as he moved erotically with her. I was trembling where I stood.

She moaned softly as her body jerked on the bed. He had one of his hands yanking her hair and the other holding his waist as he vibrated with this woman.

They were naked, and his firm butt pointed at me. I felt wet but broken as I shook where I stood.

I discovered her face when she had briefly turned her face.

It was Sonia, her body curved on the bed while he fucks her buttholes harder.

They hadn't noticed I was inside if I hadn't thudded my hand on the door.

They threw their faces at me and, quickly, he pulled her out of him.

"Fuck!" He spat and Sonia moaned softly. I guess she still felt his dick riding inside her.

"Learn to knock!" Sonia barked and I widened my eyes at her. This was so unbelievable.

They didn't seem remorseful as he was still on the bed, not embarrassed that two women were staring at his dick, which had fallen lazily in between his legs.

Tears brewed up in my eyes as I trembled where I stood.

"Oh seriously? Why didn't you just die at the hospital? "Do you have to interrupt?" He began raking his hair and worked up.

"Ivan?" my lips muttered as he slid from the bed, picked up his pants and wore them.

That was the first word I could roll out because it was heartbreaking.

"Seriously, Olivia, you're useless and mean nothing!" He brawled at my face. I had turned pale, my heart beating so fast as though it would explode.

If I wasn't cautious, I was sure I might pass out. He was glaring at me with so much hatred.

None of this was really open. If perhaps I opened my eyes, I'd find myself with him in his arms.

"I trusted you!" I yelled, referring to Sonia, who rolled her eyes with contempt.

"That was your wrong" she mused, adjusting the blanket on her.

Before my very eyes, he dragged a file on the table and threw it at my face.

"Sign it, it's a divorce paper" he instructed, and I felt pain coursing throughout my body.

The file fell to my feet and my eyes followed it.

Everything was happening fast and I could barely breathe. Now I understood what our relationship was all about.

He wanted my company, the wealth my parents left behind for me and then divorced me for Sonia.

It could only mean he had been cheating on me with Sonia.

I drew my legs closer to hold him, but he yanked my hair, dragging me downstairs to the sitting room.

He was really pissed off by me. I could see the hate in him.

He threw me hard on the couch and I groaned. Sonia followed suit, perhaps to witness his rage at me.

She had gotten something to wear, my night gown. I could tell she was now the woman of the house in my place.

I tried to digest the pain I felt as my hand grabbed a pillow close to me and I threw it at Sonia.

I was weak, and my strength was to weep. I managed to pull myself from the couch.

"I wish you would just die!" She cursed as Ivan stood in between us. He was defending her.

"But I won't" I said with so much grief in my heart as my stomach grumbled.

That reminded me that there was a baby forming there. It was his, but then his actions proved he wouldn't want anything to do with me.

"Go away useless thing!" He insulted her, backing her up. Now am I useless? After he had taken all my wealth, he stressed me all my life...

"No! I will gain justice for this Ivan..."

I paused and crouched slowly, feeling heartburn and gasping for air.

I stretched my hand at Ivan again to help me, but he wasn't. However, I was able to grab Sonia's gown, to keep myself from falling.

I never meant to fight her. I was just dizzy and needed to grab something.

She screeched at me intending to retaliate, but Ivan held her back. He drew closer to me, pulled my hair and pushed me backward.

The force he had used made me fall on the glass table, and it shattered with me on it.

I inhaled soft

My body ached and I could barely move. It was as though I was trapped in a cage while my body was stuffed with thorns.

It was painful, having to witness my death. That push cost me my life.

Blood drooled from my head as I could see my past life flash past me.

I could hear their voices. They seemed tensed over themselves, not over me. It was so obvious they wanted me out of the way and this was the best they could get.

"Let's decimate her..."

"No, we'd burn her, the cops would never know."

My eyes weren't moving but stagnant, watching them. He cuddled her in his arms, trying to keep her calm as she seemed scared.

I would have survived if they had taken me to the hospital on time.

They left me in my subconscious state for two hours, if I'm not mistaken, celebrating my death and having sex right in front of me.

If I were ever given a chance, I would swear to revenge and make their lives miserable. I'd take everything he'd ever loved.

Everyone is involved in this scheme.

Their voices began to fade as the last I could recall was seeing myself in my own pool of blood.

But then, it felt as though I was drowning in a vast sea and something like a figure was swimming towards me.

I couldn't see it clearly, but it was a masculine figure, his hair covering his face as he stretched his hand at me.

***

"Queen rossa?"

"Queen rossa..."

Distinctive voices ring in my ears as my body vibrates. I felt warm and something heavy was suppressing me.

Florescent lights hit my eyes and I was baffled. Hastily, I spurred my eyes open, only to be greeted by strange faces.

I was frightened of scrutinizing the bizarre environment I was in. It felt as though I lost my way.

It took a while for my vision to become lucid. I realized I was surrounded by maids, doctors, bodyguards and some women who were dressed in royalty.

It was quite puzzling, and I wondered if I was in heaven. I was on a large bed, in a magnificent room, but something wasn't right.

Fatigued, I tried to rise from the bed to sit upright and try to connect my memories.

Where was I? Who were these people worshiping me and...

"Oh, thank God! "The empress is awake!" a voice thundered, and I shuddered, confused, as they had all bowed before me.

The last time I recalled, I was dead and now, I'm here, on a bed with these strangers referring to me as someone else.

This must be a dream.

I touched my body, my face, inhaled softly and pinched my skin as if I were truly alive.

I was wearing a linen gown which felt heavy on me.

That was a relief. I survived, but how?

"The emperor is here!" Another voice thundered and quickly, everyone turned in their direction to the door.

Their heads bowed as they arranged themselves in orderly. Something wasn't right. How did the emperor get involved in all of this?

There were questions that no one could answer as I was trapped in them.

I was jinxed as I fluttered my eyes at the door. He hadn't even walked in, but the people in this room were trembling.

I could hear his footsteps, so close. I was the only one staring and when he came at full length, my jaw dropped.

His appearance was authority itself. He possessed a latent, leonine power and walked with purpose and authority.

The catwalk loved the way he moved. His stern look made me freeze.

He was fair, almost pale white. His unfathomable, golden brown eyes contrasted exceptionally with his light-toned face.

His eyes were as deep and expressive that you could get lost if you stared long enough.

His face had that faraway look in it which cannot be described in words.

None of this was real! I was literally staring at the emperor of the country!

"Emperor olive?" I muttered and quickly, one of the women close to me forced my head to give a bow.

I can recall some rumors about him. They were vile and spoke of how cold and cruel he was.

"Leave" he ordered coldly, and I heard retreating footsteps. When I raised my head, he was the only one left.

My body shook as his eyes sent cold running down my spine.

I gulped hard. If this was an illusion, then I'd never want it to end. From my observation, I was the empress, his betrothed!

It all makes sense, this was a second chance to set things right, but I wasn't expecting to be an empress or get stuck with this emperor.

"Why did you take your life? You should have stuck to the promise."

To be sincere, I flinched when he spoke. His voice had a way of sending chills running down one's spine.

He was the emperor after all, but it was so unbelievable that I was staring at him!

I didn't want to mess things up, by acting as though I knew nothing. Whosoever body I possess, her memories would come lurking in.

"I didn't take my life, I dare not, remember, you own it" I said, staring into his eyes. I could tell he seemed stunned at the way I spoke casually to him.

"Is it because of your lover? "You got separated from him" he began, his tone suddenly low and intense.

He took his seat opposite me, crossed his legs and then glanced at his watch. It seemed as though he was keeping to time.

I heard he was a man of few words and didn't engage in talk, but we were discussing.

All I did was watch him like a hawk as I was trying to understand the whole scenario.

I narrowed my eyes at him. Does this body have a lover? It was so complicated that I became speechless.

He leaned his face forward with those intense eyes, and I was lost. My heartbeat fasted and I gasped softly.

"You should be aware, Rossa, that your present and future is me." "Everything you do is under my watch, I command it and for that lover of yours..."

I inhaled soft

He paused and took a glimpse at his watch again. I couldn't count how many times he did that but then, I knew something was up.

"Consider him dead"

I widened my eyes at him. Was that his way of saying he was jealous?

I folded my lips as his breath poured onto my face. I could barely concentrate, not until an announcement came in.

His eyes scrutinized mine as though searching for an answer. Goosebumps held me as I wasn't thinking straight anymore.

I ducked my head, feeble and mousey. Silence made me feel like I was afraid, desiring he should leave, while I liked to reminisce about the body I was trapped in.

He then rose up and paced towards the door. My mind was distracted until he called that name again.

"Rossa?"

"Sir?" I answered, rising from the bed and trying to stand properly to give a bow. However, I tripped on my feet and almost fell, but he was quick to catch me and I landed on his chest.

His arms flew to my waist as my head was buried in his chest. My heartbeat was embarrassing as it was so loud and annoying.

I slowly raised my head to look at him, my lips parted a little.

When he started, I felt a knot tying in my stomach. I was quivering under his hold.

He looked familiar though, like we'd met before facially.

"Is this your way of seducing me?" he suddenly asked and my stomach grumbled.

Hastily, I tried to break out of his hold, but he was so firm and timid that I sucked my breath.

My muscles were lost as I was becoming weaker and weaker. His eyes on me darkened.

I didn't know why I was feeling this way, but I didn't like it.

"You asked for it and I couldn't resist it."

"I..."

Before I could say out my heart, he held my lips and kissed me. He twirled my tongue to his taste as I froze.

When he had broken out of the kiss, I stuttered, feeling dizzy and moaned unintentionally.

He released me and gulped hard. A tear dropped from my eyes. It had been a while since I witnessed such a long and intense kiss.

However, that shouldn't be in my head. This body was his, but not the soul possessing it.

"Get ready tonight, your bodyguard will bring you to me" he concluded, and I squinted my eyes at him.

"What's happening tonight?" I asked with a frown and his kiss made my cheeks flush red.

He gave me no response and left me standing clueless. He thinks I know it all.

As soon as he was gone, I heaved a sigh as though I had escaped another death.

My cheeks blushed and I felt stupid. I didn't want to get involved in this impressive affair and finding Ivan to make him pay was my top priority.

I shook my head to return to bed when the door knob opened.

My eyes witnessed another man, dressed in royalty and standing before me. He had spread his arms.

"My love, you survived!" he exclaimed, and I felt drowsy. I guess he was her lover, the man the emperor speaks about.

His name was Scott, according to Rossa's memory. I didn't move, and he hastened up to embrace me.

"Rossa, you're alive!" he said, kissing me everywhere on my face. I felt disgusted.

"I'm so sorry I couldn't come earlier" he whispered, and I faked a smile. Scott scooped me in his hand and I broke out quickly.

He seemed stunned by my actions, but then I was quick to tell me that I was still recovering.

He gave me a wry smile and heaved softly.

"Remember, we assassinated the emperor tonight! Then you'll get united with your lover again."

"What?" I exclaimed, rubbing my forehead and jinxed at his words.

"Is anything wrong, sis?"

Oh, we were related. That was a relief. Who was her lover?

He added it sounded in a way to help me recall.

"Don't you recall?"

"Oh...yes I do, but what's happening tonight?" I asked in between my teeth and stepped away from him as he drew closer.

I could tell he was trying every means to touch me, to hold me.

From Rossa's memory, Scott was her protective younger brother who was quite touchy.

"Don't you know what's happening tonight?" he rhetorically asked with a curious gaze at me.

"Memory loss, I can't really recall much after the fall" I defended, faking a smile. I wish he'd leave too.

He pulled a frown and paced towards the window while I stood behind, with probing eyes at him.

"Well, tonight..."

"Rossa? "You're alive?" a feminine voice called. It sounded like an old lady. I threw my face and found her by the door.

She was a young woman but had a deep voice. When our eyes met, she smiled at me.

Her question certainly meant she wanted me dead. She must be Rossa's killer. But why when I was a sibling to Scott?

"Oh, I missed you" she said, spreading her arms at me, but I cringed.

A flash of Rossa's memory struck my head. I could see this girl angry at Rossa.

She embraced me and Scott stepped back while clearing his throat.

"Hey love, I was about telling you she was awake" he said, gesturing to me through signs that I couldn't understand.

She terminated the embrace and I felt revealed that I wasn't in her hold again.

This girl blushed and then shifted her face to Scott while throwing her arms at his neck.

I still felt drowsy and stuttered ahead of them while they kissed. They must have forgotten I was right there.

Their actions reminded me of Ivan and Sonia. For a moment, I felt like grabbing a knife and stabbing them both.

I inhaled softly, folded my fist as I took a long glimpse at them.

However, I had a blurry vision and I suddenly saw a finger with a ring punching my face as my body swiveled to the ground.

I inhaled soft