The Man of My Bitterest Lesson
#completed!!! Bright looked up, his tender gaze aimed at softening Emma's heart. "I've only just realized the depth of my love for you, and I can't bear to lose you." "You're aware that I don't believe in love, aren't you? So, please don't use that as a justification," Emma responded sharply. "Alright, then, I simply need you in my life, Emma." Emma gritted her teeth. "So, where were you when I needed you, Your Highness?" #secondchance #getingbacktogether #slowburn #diplomacy #kingdombuilding #enemytolover --- (Setting: 19th Century) Seven years had passed since Emma last saw Bright Alejandro Anderson—her first love. Emma had almost succeeded in living her life normally. She was doing fine. But that man resurfaced in Emma's life as Prince Anderson, who led the royal legal affairs team. He not only appeared in Emma's life but also forced her to look back. To revisit memories she desperately wanted to forget. For Emma, Bright, aka Prince Anderson, was the most bitter lesson in her life. From him, Emma learned never to trust anyone. Not even God. ~~~ Emma's tears flowed, voice cracked and pained, "Even if I were to die," her despair remained, "I'll hate you forever, it's only fair, Don't come to my funeral, don't you dare, Set foot at my graveside, expect no embrace, Don't ever anticipate my heart's forgiving grace, I'll spend my days, my bones, in hatred's grip, A love once cherished, now a sinking ship. ~~~ "I've just killed someone with my own hands. Ah, this is how deep my love for you is, Emma. I would kill for you, and you've just witnessed it with your own eyes." ... "I'm here... don't be scared... this time I'm not leaving you, unlike before when I left you." ... "I was stupid. I am sorry. I regret it with every breath I take. I wish there was a way to turn back time to fix the past. But despite everything I can do, I can't. So, I sincerely apologize, even though I know I don't have the right to do so." !!!Explicit adult content above chapter 100 and will be informed at the beginning of the chapter. Please refrain from accessing the chapter if you are underage. Thank you.!!! another works: - Undressed by The Half-beast Prince - Wolfdale: Blood of the Moon - Mafia Princess: Raised by Wolves - Slayer Knight: Survive The Undead
Frearset Hates Emma
She wondered how someone she once admired and adored had become a distant figure, a fragment of her past locked away in a Pandora's Box.
The journey from enchanted dreams to the sober reality of the present had left her with a wistful smile, acknowledging the evolution of her feelings and the resilience she discovered within herself.
In the tapestry of Emma's reflections, the questions wove through the fabric of her consciousness.
Prince Alejandro.
Why had the once-potent name faded into the recesses of her memory so effortlessly?
Why hadn't an immediate sense of recognition struck her when Nina uttered that name, like a dormant chord suddenly resonating?
Was it because she had truly forgiven him?
No. She wasn't.
Emma acknowledged with a sigh that forgiveness wasn't the word; it was more about a deliberate act of letting go, allowing the tumultuous waves of the past to settle into a calm sea.
"Seven years..."