CHAPTER FORTY – FIVE: AMNESIA?ETHAN’S POVHave I just gone insane or did my wife just ask who I am? Even though I just touched to pull her close and make us both forget this morning even occurred, I lightly touched her shoulder while attempting to avoid applying pressure.She flinches, and for the first time I can see the current of uncertainty in her eyes. They exhibit emotions that I have never seen before."What are you doing to me? Who are you? ”"Ethan is my name. Your husband,"She gave her head a very little shake. She seemed to want to do it more, but the gentle neck brace prevented her."I don't know you, and you're not my husband, for sure."I grip her shoulder more firmly so I can feel her warmth while I speak more clearly."Rose, it's me."I maintain eye contact because I need this moment to feel connected to Rai. She might alter herself and collect her hair to become the woman the outside world expects her to be, but when I look intently into her eyes, I can see the flam
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX: DAYS GONE BYETHAN'S POVWe stayed in the hospital for almost five days, which was full of analyses, CT scans, and whatever else the physicians could think of. And none of them offer a way to get her to remember.Eya and Zeth stare at me as if they are about to dismember me limb by limb every time I insist on staying by her side while she pushes me away.F*ck the physicians and f*ck them both. Nobody prevents me from seeing my wife.As her second guard, she is gradually embracing Eya. She woke up and inquired about her grandfather. When they told her he was dead, she cried the entire night.Despite the fact that I was seated by the door, I could hear her sniffles and deep breaths she took after a period of crying. I listened to her all night long in silence, and when she finally dozed off, I silently entered the room to observe her sleeping body. She had started to sleep lightly, and I wanted to embrace her and wipe the tears off her face, but if she had seen me tou
CHAPTER FORTY – SEVEN: DIDN'T EXPECT THATROSE’ AMARA POV My attention is focused on the ceiling, but not because it is a basic white surface. I'm constantly wondering how my life could have gone so badly. I'm still in bed.It's not just because of the mishap I’m in. It all began when I decided to take Maria’s place as the heir apparent to the throne of the family. While I was focused on making sure my twin sister was safe at the time, I also found myself drawn to this life due to the danger and the sudden bursts of excitement that were absent from my quiet existence with my family.As a result of a series of events, I began chasing danger in an effort to seize it by the horns. I had no idea that while I was running that race, I was losing parts of who I was... the little girl who loved her family and would sacrifice anything for them.Uncle Raven gave me a sense of security, but he had turned into a monster whose shadow stalks me everywhere. The only way to get rid of it is to utter
CHAPTER FORTY – EIGHT: TOUCH BY HIMROSE AMARA'S POV I told the doctor I wanted to go home later that day. To be more precise, I told him that I wasn't around to attend to any illnesses in any case. When Ethan enters, he stays at the entrance and I'm about to change.I have done everything I can to keep myself apart from him for the past few days. I not only planned my amnesia meticulously. Therefore, he exists in a period of my life that I don't recall, but I also actively tried to push him away. Since I faked panic episodes, I really ought to win acting prizes.The first day, though? The one that made me cry? Yes, those tears weren't just for show. I had to find a way to describe the betrayal because it was so real and visceral.I glared at him, but I quickly broke eye contact because I shouldn't be glaring at a stranger. It's riskier since Ethan is overly perceptive because it's not obvious outdoors. When he observes everything around him, he exudes a casual air. He's a killer, wh
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE: REMAKE OR RECALL? ROSE AMARA'S POV Years ago, when Ethan left and disappeared without a trace, I believed that my life would eventually return to normal. However, as the months and years passed, I was unable to go back in time and remove him. There was no escape, and I had already turned onto a one-way street.As soon as we get home, Ethan wraps his hand around my back and digs his fingers into my flesh to make sure I’m there. Every move I make is a battle to keep from being caught in his touch or the way he occasionally brushes my skin like a husband or lover.I'll never fully get over the transformation he brought into my life. I have to accept that in order to continue living my life. Even though I wasn't able to make him vanish, I can and will move past him.As soon as we get there, Uncle River calls us into the dining room. Ethan drags me inside while complaining."You ought to be sleeping, not complaining about your life."He is being a husband material eve
PROLOGUE "Red is always symbolizing love. But for Rose it had never been love. It was blood. Even her name has red on it. Blood that she hates. If she has the time to turn things back on, she will never ever tie herself to the man that she once loved. "A King… Her king that rules the kingdom. The blood that she doesn’t need is the one that can keep her alive. She doesn’t know that love is going to make its way to getting in the way of the love she throws at her. She doesn’t know that once in her life…Red will always be love and Rose will always be red. ROSE AMARA AMBER In the world I am living. Women don’t reign. I’m the exception to that rule. I didn’t choose this life, it chose me. I have a legacy to protect, a power to snatch, and no one will stop me. If an arranged marriage is what it’ll take to lead, then so be it. I am even marrying the man I am supposed to be loving. But that throne changed us all.Even me and him. He was once my guard, my protector. Now, he’s after my kin
CHAPTER ONE: THE YOUNG LADY RUINED THE MEETINGROSE AMARA'S POVKingdom, throne, blood, gold, and power. You have nothing if you don't have any of these. It involves more than just being at the top. No one can touch you or others nearby if you are high enough. Nobody looks at you because they are afraid of being blinded by the non-negotiability you reflect back at them when they do.That’s why I don’t and will never stop.They respect me more as I rise through the ranks, and one day they will all submit to Grandpa's family name.The Amber of the West“We’re Amber, especially you… You’re The Rose Amara…We don’t bend knees. Everyone else does.”With my mother's words engraved deep in my heart, I took the stairs.To be anticipated from the East Fortress, the mansion is enormous. The great hallway features light marble flooring and is reached by sweeping marble staircases. The central Chesterfield sofa, the pillars, and even the carpet are all rimmed in gold. There is a picture depicting
CHAPTER 2: THE MARRIAGE I NEVER EXPECTEDROSE AMARA’S POVAfter the passing of my mom seven years ago. My parents have made a commitment. I have to be married down south. My mother and father met there. However, I have nothing to offer him, because I had had a romantic relationship with Ethan, the West Chamber's heir.Working covertly and setting up meetings with the security group, the support group, and the four clans, the operational wing of the East fortress—I endured the worst of times. Even hiring the prominent leaders whom they trusted more than their own families was something I did.My grandpa passed to me the black book, which details the contacts the royals have with powerful individuals. Whoever holds that book, he claimed, is destined to reign. It goes without saying that no one in the brotherhood would have tolerated a woman ruling over them without first killing me.Although I didn't want to, my father has now given me the family name. To preserve the honor of my family