Historias de Chahd

In a world that knows no mercy, I was sold like a commodity to a family that knows no money. I was married to him... a man who knows no mercy, whose hands are stained with the blood of others. Cold, frozen, he knows nothing but control. But I'm not like others... I laugh despite the shackles, I resist despite the fear. He gave me two choices: *To die *Or to return to my stepmother's hell. I chose his hell. But I didn't know that something would stir between us... Jealousy? A mistake? A kiss? ... Or the beginning of an end I didn't expect? This isn't love... This is a game of life or death, and I'm still the same crumbs... Despite his broken heart, I saw in his eyes another man, a man with a deadly gaze behind him. One night, he saved me from one of his men, saying, "No one shall touch what belongs to me." His words worried me... but his trembling, loving dog exposed his hidden pain. After some negotiation, he told me about his dark past, how his mother was killed in front of his eyes when he was a child, creating a merciless human monster for us. In a fateful moment, the plot was revealed. I was bait in a vile plan carried out by his brother to bring him down... and I was the last card. In a struggle between a heart that loved him and a reality that rejected him... I found myself carrying a weapon, with two options in my hands. But I readied my trigger and pointed it at a traitor, not the one I love. Months passed... I did not return to that little girl who was afraid on the first day. I am now the lady of the palace... and the heir to its world. As for him, he finally said it in a voice I had never heard before: "I love you... in my own way, but I love you."

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