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211. Yanked From Behind
Franco didn’t waste a second. He hurled Michael aside with such force that Michael’s body slammed against the floor, the heavy thud echoing through the room like a warning bell.Without a backward glance, Franco walked away, his steps calm yet commanding, leaving silence thick in his wake.Michael groaned, struggling back to his feet. His fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. Rage burned in his eyes, disbelief twisting his face. He couldn’t accept it—Franco had humiliated him, crushed his pride in front of everyone, and made him feel like the weaker man.The shame was unbearable. Franco’s words still cut deep, ringing in his head like a curse he couldn’t shake.Michael’s jaw tightened as he slammed the door shut, the sound reverberating like a gunshot. He pressed his palm against his temple, eyes closed, as if trying to rein in the storm inside him. But his fury only intensified. His chest rose and fell in heavy bursts, veins pulsing at his neck.Then, as if to torment
210. Be Warned!
Michael froze, staring at Franco as if he’d just come face to face with a ghost. His lips twitched, but no words came out. Franco’s accusations cut too deep because he was right—Michael was guilty.But Franco didn’t know everything. Not yet.Moments earlier, Michael had sent Muna a text message. A text no man should ever send to another man’s wife.Along with it, an image.His nude.But fate had played a cruel trick on him. Instead of Muna opening the message, Franco had been the one who saw it.And the words attached to the photo read:“I know you are avoiding me, Muna. But I didn’t waste time before sending this to you. I hope you love it and now understand what I’m feeling for you!”When Franco scrolled further, the sight made his blood boil. Michael’s nude—thick, hard, obscene—as if he’d been pleasuring himself while thinking about Muna.Franco’s jaw locked. Rage spiraled inside him until he could barely hold it in. He had suspected Michael before—when he caught him tailing him, w
209. How Dare You?
While Franco read the image, Eddie was already scattering everywhere. The moment he got home, he was already tearing the house apart.His room looked like a storm had passed through as he smashed vases, ripped papers, and overturned chairs.“How dare Franco!” he roared, his voice echoing through the walls. He swept everything off the table with one violent shove.“Does he take me for a fool? How dare they mock me like that?” he shouted again, his chest rising and falling with fury.Every slam, every crash seemed to fuel his rage more. The image of Franco’s face burned in his mind, along with the humiliating words he once spat at him in public.“You are nothing but a dog at my feet, Eddie… you’ll never rise above me!”The memory cut through him like fire. He could still hear the mocking laughter that followed that day, the whispers of people who saw him as nothing but Franco’s shadow.His teeth ground together as he ripped a drawer open, tossing its contents across the room. “Mock me?
208. Far From Over!
Franco and Muna only stared at Eddie, their lips curled into mocking smiles, as though he was a fool spilling nonsense that no one should take seriously. Their silence cut deeper than any words.That smile burned Eddie more than any insult. His chest tightened, pain biting into him, especially because the woman he had fought so hard to win—Muna—was now sitting beside Franco. He had lost her, and nothing could bruise his pride more.He shifted his eyes to Granny, hoping for one last ounce of support. But Granny, cold and stern, looked away without a word. That rejection shattered what was left of his dignity.His jaw tightened. He lifted a trembling finger at them, his voice sharp with venom.“This isn’t over, Franco. And you, Muna? This is far from over!”Spinning on his heel, Eddie barked at his guards.“Let’s get the hell out of here!”“Yes, Sir!” they thundered in unison, following him out of the Lounge with heavy boots echoing in the silence.The moment they were gone, Aria hurrie
207. Sit Back And Watch!
Granny’s eyes widened in disbelief as she turned sharply to Muna, her hand trembling against the chair.“What nonsense are you talking about, huh?” she barked, her voice quivering with outrage. “Don’t tell me you truly mean the words that just came out of your mouth! Don’t tell me you actually plan to marry this useless man here! I will never allow you to tie yourself to an imbecile like him!”Muna stood tall, refusing to be shaken. Her chin lifted and her eyes burned with determination as she met her grandmother’s glare.“You should know better by now, Granny,” she said firmly. “You know very well that Franco and I only had a registered marriage—we were never joined by a priest. And if you are not forgetting something, Granny, you gave your consent to this marriage long before I even fixed the date!”Then she turned on Eddie, her voice cutting like a blade.“It was over between us a long time ago. The very first time you tried to force yourself into my life, everything ended. I hope
206. Wedding?
Landing hard on the floor, Eddie winced as pain shot through his jaw. He touched his lips and pulled his hand back, staring at the streak of red. Blood. His guards surged forward in fury, but Eddie threw up his palm, forcing them back. Pride burned hotter than the sting on his mouth as he scrambled to his feet.Franco’s voice boomed across the room, fists still clenched like iron.“I warned you never to lay a finger on Muna again! Or do you want me to rearrange your face for you?!”Eddie dragged his tongue across his split lip, tasting the metallic bite of blood. His eyes narrowed into sharp slits.“How dare you…” he hissed, rage rising like a storm.He swung for Franco, but Franco moved faster. In a blur, Franco caught Eddie’s wrist mid-air and yanked him forward, crashing into his chest. With one hand gripping his collar, Franco’s other fist cocked back, veins straining, ready to drive into Eddie’s face.But then—Crack!The sound of Granny’s walking stick slammed against the tiled
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