♥ Chapter 58 ♥

Yara Voss.

Since we returned to the mansion, my life has been a true paradise. Paris was wonderful, no doubt, but nothing compared to the feeling of being at home with my men. They have been even more perfect to me since we made our relationship official. At first, I confess that I was afraid of how people in the mansion would react when they found out that I was in a relationship with the three Darkmore brothers. But to my surprise, everyone was happy. 

I continue helping with chores around the mansion because I enjoy it, and that has never been a problem for them. They know that I feel useful doing this, and for them, my happiness is what matters.

Furthermore, our sexual routine has been intense. I never thought I could be so desired. In the morning, in the afternoon, at night, and even at dawn, if any of them are around. They're insatiable, and to be honest, I like that. Every moment with them is special, and none of this would be possible if it weren't for the love I feel for each of them. I love Magnus, Kael and Damien with all my strength, and this feeling only grows every day.

My ramblings are interrupted when I hear Mrs. Thompson's familiar voice calling me.

''Yara, darling! '' she says, with one hand behind her back, writhing in pain. ''Can you make a purchase for me? I have terrible back pain and I can't go to the store.

''Of course, Mrs. Thompson! '' I respond promptly, already getting up to help.

She smiles and hands me a list and credit card.

''Don’t delay, dear. And please buy everything there.

''You can leave it to me! '' I say, smiling as I take the items from her.

I leave the mansion and the driver soon opens the door for me, as he always does, I give him a grateful smile before getting into the car. I'm still getting used to being treated so carefully, but it's something I've learned to accept. What still surprises me is how Magnus, Kael and Damien always gift me clothes, shoes and accessories, without asking for anything in return. I'm slowly coming to terms with this, although I still feel weird about being so spoiled.

Arriving at the market, I enter the establishment and shop calmly, placing everything in the cart according to the list. I'm almost done when, suddenly, I feel my arm being pulled brutally. My heart skips a beat when I turn around and see my father and mother standing there, their expressions stern.

'' What are you doing? '' shouts my father, squeezing my arm tightly. ''You should never have filed for divorce! I should have accepted everything Ronan said!

I'm paralyzed by shock, unable to process what's happening. My father's hard gaze scares me, and the brutality with which he holds me makes me tremble. I try to say something, but the words don't come out.

''You will go back now. '' he orders, through clenched teeth. ''Ronan is waiting for you outside.

My body is frozen, unable to react. When I finally manage to move, I'm standing in front of Ronan, outside the market. He smiles in that way that has always terrified me.

''Come on, Yara. '' he says, his voice soft but full of venom. ''I'm here to take you back home. Enough with the games.

My fear paralyzes me again, and for a moment, I think it's all over. But then I remember my men. I remember how loved, protected, and desired I am by them, I am. This gives me strength. I take a deep breath, trying to control the panic that threatens to consume me, and I pull my arm from my father's hand with all the strength I can muster.

''I'm not going back to that shitty place! '' I say, my voice firm despite the fear. ''I have a new life now, and I never want to see them again! I love my boyfriends, and I will never go back to you, Ronan Blake!

Ronan is furious. His expression turns to pure hatred, and he takes a step towards me, shouting:

'' Lovers? Did you have sex with those bastards?

I look directly at him, with a defiant gaze, even though my body is still shaking.

''Yes, I gave myself body and soul to the Darkmore brothers. They make me happy, and I will no longer allow you to destroy my life!

Ronan lunges at me, pure anger in his eyes.

''You fucking bitch! '' he shouts, raising his fist to strike me.

Before he can hit me, the mansion's driver, who had stayed nearby, grabs Ronan's arm in the air. With a quick and precise movement, he punches him in the face, knocking him to the ground.

''Stay away from Miss Yara! '' the driver orders, firmly. ''I'll call the police right now.

''She is my daughter and I will take her right now! '' my father shouts, his fury growing with each word.

My father, furious, tries to approach me again, but I raise my hand, my voice coming out loud and clear.