Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 133 Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Sold his dignity AUTHORâS POVâ¦
A pink flash of thunder lit up, piercing the chest of the dark sky. Raining, nonstop. Wind is blowing heavily and amidst all the turbulence of nature, a male figure, covered in a black hoodie, moving forward. Determined to ignore the stubbornness of angry nature.
He didnât stop at all. The turmoil in his mind is much more conflicted than the weather. His fury is non-
compared to nature itself. He is hell bound to take his revenge and not even the cold rain water can subsidies it.
He only stopped in front of a dark house in the dark forest. People donât like to get close to this jungle because of the rumours, yet he did. His flame of revenge brought him here.
He stared at the house, as his cold blue eyes looked around alarmingly. The heavy smell of wet soil, mixed with the darkness of the place, making it a horror movie scene.
But his heart is void of fear. It was covered with so much fire that the emotion called fear couldnât really touch his soul.
He stepped forward and stopped before the dark wooden door. There was no bell to ring but a huge rounded ancient steel ring was hanging from a little metallic bull head.
He knocked on the door once and then stopped for a second and then knocked twice immediately. Kind of a secret sign it seemed.
Exactly a minute later, the door was opened, revealing a lady in black. A middle-aged woman. She is wearing all black, matched with oxy jewellery. A beautiful lady with an immense dark soul.
Her lips curved seeing him as a few lines of her wrinkles appeared on the corner of her eyes, saying a lot about her age. She engulfed him in a hug. âWelcome, Dominic. I was waiting for you only, my son.â
His lips curved too. âYes, mother.â He went inside and the woman closed the door behind them.
âYou recall your Mother so late, donât you?â The woman said, sitting beside her son on the sofa.
Dominic leaned back on the sofa, and stared at the black marble ceiling, blankly. âIt wasnât like that, mom. I was too busy with work.â He replied.
âSo, did you get what you wanted?â She asked.
Dominic remained silent for a second and smiled bitterly, âGet what I want, huh? He tries to be the good husband before her.â
Carmella tilted her head, âWhat do you mean?â She asked.
Dominic sat straight and turned to his mother, âHe gave up his share to me. Now, I hold Ninety-five per cent of Reywalt. Do you know what that means, mother?â
Carmella raised her brow and he chuckled bitterly, âI am invincible now with such a big companyâs huge amount of share.â
Carmella is calm unlike her sonâs temper, âIsnât that what you wanted? You get it now.â
âBut I want Victoria the most!â He snapped at her but she didnât even flinch. âI want Victoria at any cost!â
âCalm down, Dominic. We are working on that too.â She spoke calmly but Dominic wasnât.
âWhen?â He was getting frustrated now. âShe has her son even! How could they be separated!?â
âAre you ignoring my power, Dominic?â Carmellaâs tone turned a little tight with a hollow sound. âDonât forget, Dominic. I am the person who reborn herself. I am the person, who killed that old bitch without being on her side. I am the one, who helped you hypnotising those board members to be by your side.
Never forget that your mother is not a simple woman but a dark witch.â
âI am something that this human world is unaware of. The world of witches and other creatures does not exist for these weakling beings but, we do. And if we start showing off our powers, you, humans are gonna be turning to our slaves.â Her tone was filled with dark pride.
His blue eyes flashed as he rubbed his face. âI know. But, seeing her with him always, is not what I want. Itâs getting too much for me every day to see them together and be happy. She is MINE! But it seems that Alessandro is winning!â
Carmella laughed and stood up, turning to her son. âAlessandro is weak like his father. It wonât be too much to break him. But, you need to earn Victoriaâs sympathy for the magic to work, Dominic. Like this, she wonât suspect you ever.â
âAnd what about their son?â He asked again, looking up at his mother.
Carmellaâs lips curved up into a mysterious smile, âDonât worry about him. I will take care of that little weakling.â
Dominic watched his mother. In his mind, he knows well, how dangerous his mother is. She is not just any ordinary woman but a dark witch.
She not only seduced his father but even seduced Alessandroâs father along. When she was caught red-handed, she was killed by Alessandroâs father but her fellow witches brought her back, making her a more powerful dark witch. But for the human world, she died and then killed Arthur using her powers.
When Dominic survived the fire, she once again appeared in his life. She said she wants to help him but there is surely more to it. She needs something, otherwise, the woman who doesnât have any ounce of love for her sons, suddenly appears to help him? And not Aless?
But, he knows that his power is too little to fight against this powerful dark witch and this time, he only could listen to her words. Because, if she stops helping him, he would have no choice but lose and he didnât want that. He wants to win back Victoria again. And for that, he would do any possible thing he has to.
âDominicâ¦â A sudden call of her name brought him out of his thoughts. âYes, mother?â
âDo you remember what I said about Lisa? (Aunt Gianaâs daughter) I want her at any cost.â Carmella said, pouring some tea into the cup and pushing it to her son.
Dominic smiled and shook his head. He does not believe this woman, yet he is accompanying her forcefully.
Smiling, she pulled the cup away and picked it for herself as he watched her son for an answer.
âYes, I do remember. I will bring her soon. Her eighteenth birthday is in a few days.â
âGoodâ¦â She took a sip of the tea and drop the cup before standing up and stretching her hand to her son, âNow, itâs time to fulfil your promise, Dominic. Itâs time for you to sleep with meâ¦â She said with a seductive smile. Her dark eyes revealing a sttanhe energy that made him weak against her and he couldnât even fight it back.
Dominic holds her hand, devoid of any emotion.
He has stepped into a dark den from where he can never take a back step. Even though he is unwilling to sleep with his mother, he has to and he kept doing that since she started working to give him what he wants.
A saying that proves itself right always, âWhen you desire something out of your reach, you need to lose something dear to you.â
And to get his revenge and Victoria, Dominic has sold his dignity, not to his mother but a selfish dark witch â¦
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