slave of the blue eyes
In the enchanting realm of the Forest Empire, a war hero named Maximilian and a captivating noble lady, Sienna, fell deeply in love. Their romance blossomed amidst the chaos of battle, their bond forged through shared triumphs and sorrows. However, their happiness was not destined to last. Bitter betrayals and misunderstandings tore the lovers apart, leaving Sienna to reluctantly accept an unhappy marriage to a man she did not love. Maximilian, heartbroken, turned to his loyal comrade-in-arms, Amara's, and the two wed. Though Amara's faced hostility from those who coveted Maximilian's affections, her unwavering devotion never wavered. She cherished her husband, determined to mend the rift that had formed between them. Tragically, Amara's one day witnessed Maximilian and his former lover in a passionate embrace. Consumed by the agony of betrayal, she demanded a divorce, leading to a violent confrontation that left her confined and isolated. In this state of duress, Confined and isolated, Maryanna gave birth to twins. Due to the medicine someone was feeding her, she had a mental break and attempted to harm her own children before narrowly escaping her imprisonment. Wracked with the anguish of her actions, she believes her twins are dead because of her. Amara's ultimate fate remains shrouded in mystery, her disappearance leaving those she left behind haunted by whispers of her tragic demise. Will Amara's find the strength to overcome her anguish and reclaim her life? Can Amara's love for Maximilian withstand the tempestuous storms that have battered their union? is she going to be happy ? or she will go back to her old life ? ( it contains violence) •••••••••••• story "I made a mistake; that's all it was." ~~~~~ "You cannot force me to sleep with you, even if I am your wife." ~~~~~ "No! Please, untie me now!" ~~~~~ " will you marry me?" "Yes." ~~~~~ "He doesn't love you; he loves me!" ~~~~~ "Max, please let me go. I don't want to live like this." ~~~~~ "Do you love me? My love, I know you don't, so please sign this paper." ~~~~~ "Mother-in-law, I did not kill my children! I did not hurt them. Max, please believe me!"
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Amara sat quietly, holding Axel as he slept in her arms. She watched his peaceful face and felt a sense of beauty in this moment. Time seemed to stand still, and she couldn't understand why hugging this little boy brought her such calmness.
She found herself pondering the connection they shared. Why was she so captivated by him? The worries of her life faded away, replaced by a warmth and peace she hadn't felt in years. In that simple act of holding him, she discovered a sense of comfort that felt both new and familiar.
Max watched the scene before him, feeling a deep sense of calm and happiness that he had never experienced before. The sight of Amara holding Axel brought a warmth to his heart, a soothing balm for his soul.
Meanwhile, Amara's thoughts churned with confusion. *Is Max right? Are they really alive? Did I abandon them?* These questions echoed in her mind, each one more troubling than the last. She struggled to reconcile the joy she felt in this moment with these troubling question.
Amara looked at Max, holding Axel tightly, the weight of her questions heavy in the air. "Are you telling the truth?" she asked, searching his eyes for reassurance.
Max stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. He sank to the floor, mirroring their position, and covered his face with both hands, as if shielding himself from the weight of the moment. "Yes," he replied, his voice muffled. "Yes," he repeated, this time with a hint of urgency.
The room fell into a deep silence, a stillness that enveloped them. Amara broke the quiet, her voice soft but steady. "What's her name?"
Max uncovered his face, meeting her gaze directly. "Zara" he replied, his voice carrying a weight of emotion.
Amara closed her eyes for a moment, turning her face down to Axel. "He cried,..... yelled, ..... And told me I'm useless, ' useless woman'" she said, her voice trembling slightly. "But still, his eyes were shining when he saw me."
"He is a good boy," Max replied gently.
"Yes," Amara agreed, her heart swelling with affection for Axel. "Why did you bring him?" she asked, curiosity threading through her words.
"His fiancée is here. He wanted to come," Max explained.
"I see," she said, absorbing the information.
"Max," she began, turning to look at him. "Don't expect anything from me," she added suddenly.
"I won't," Max assured her, his tone sincere.
"When are we going?" Amara asked, a hint of urgency in her voice.
Max smiled, a genuine warmth lighting up his face. "Tomorrow," he said, offering her a sense of hope.