A Love Forgotten Novel by Webfic

Elijah didn’t expect me to slap him. He clutched his face, staring at me in disbelief.

I sneered, “What is there to talk about? Whether you’ll spend Monday, Wednesday, and Friday with me, and Tuesday. Thursday, and Saturday with Jocelyn? Or should we talk about how much of the 500 million I gave you five years ago you’ll toss back at me? A few million, or maybe 100 million?

“Elijah, there’s nothing left for us to talk about. I don’t want to talk to you at all.”

I shoved him aside and tried to run, but his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. Before I knew it, I was lifted off the ground.

Panic set in as I screamed, “Let me go!”

Without saying a word, Elijah dragged me back to the bedroom and locked the door behind us. I barely had time to react before he threw me onto the bed.

The Simmons mattress bounced me slightly, almost knocking me back on my feet. Dazed and disoriented, I tried to scramble off the bed, but Elijah’s weight came crashing down on me, pinni place.

My cry for help was muffled, and my breath was caught under his suffocating presence. His lips sealed themselves over mine, silencing any protest.

His voice was low and husky as he whispered, “We’re not getting divorced, Ari. We’ll have a baby. A child will fix everything…

I was trembling in fear, my whole body shaking as his hands tugged at my clothes. Terror gripped me, my mind swirling in chaos as a buried fear clawed its way to the surface.

“Let me go… please…” My voice was barely a whisper, drowning in the waves of panic.

Elijah ignored my pleas, his lips feverishly trailing across my skin. “Stop pretending, Ariana. You’re always trying to seduce me, so why act like some innocent saint now?”

His words sent me over the edge, and I lashed out, kicking him with all my might. “Then get lost! You’re a monster, Elijah!”

My angry shouts fell on deaf ears as he kept tugging at my flimsy clothes.

Despair washed over me, tears spilling uncontrollably. In a moment of sheer desperation, as Elijah started unbuttoning his own shirt, I mustered all my strength and kicked him away.

Then, with reckless determination, I threw myself toward the door. The impact of my forehead against the wooden door frame echoed loudly.

A warm, sticky sensation trickled down from my forehead, and through the dizziness, I felt blood dripping down my face.

Elijah shouted my name in panic, but I was too weak to respond. My body crumbled to the ground, and through blurred vision, I saw Elijah rushing toward me.

Just as he reached for me, the door burst open with a crash.

“Ari!” a voice called out urgently.

1 tried to respond, but the blood soaked my vision. Through the fog, I saw someone stride past Elijah and

punch him squarely in the face, knocking him down.

I weakly reached out, but the figure turned and scooped me up into the arms.

*Don’t be scared, Ari. You’re safe now.” The familiar voice tried to comfort me, but as I fought to stay conscious, everything went black.

“Jonathan! Jonathan!”Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

I jolted awake, shouting

“You’re awake?” A calm, gentle voice spoke beside me.

I blinked in confusion, looking around. “Where’s my brother?”

Logan’s glasses gleamed as he sat by my bedside, his expression unreadable. His voice was quiet but firm. “Your brother’s still abroad.”

I shook my head, my heart racing. “No, that’s impossible! I saw him. He came to save me!”

I tried to get out of bed, but Logan held me down. “Stay in bed and rest,” he ordered, his tone serious.

I pushed against him. “You’re lying! I saw him. My brother was there, he saved me!”

Logan’s eyes flickered with a hint of sadness. “Ari, it was me who saved you. You’re mistaken.”

“No!” I yelled, struggling harder. “I saw him! It was my brother. It was him! It was him!”

I was frantic, beating my fists against Logan, desperate to cling to the one thing I was sure of.