Eight Years Lost A Love Unclaimed (Ariella)

BOOK8 Chapter1

Michael awoke from the dream, drenched in sweat.

It felt so real he almost believed he had truly spent seven years with me-Olivia

Johnson.

Every detail was so vivid it seemed tangible.

Michael stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, lost in thought.

"Why did I dream this?" he wondered.

Determined to find answers, he spent seven years and significant resources

searching for me.

Eventually, he found me exactly as he had seen in his dream.

I was sitting in a café, absorbed in a book.

Michael entered, his gaze fixed on me. He approached and sat down across from me, saying firmly: "Miss Johnson, we've met before."

I looked up, confused: "I'm sorry, but I don't remember meeting you."

Michael's eyes held an obsessive glint as he replied: "In a dream."

Michael's pursuit was relentless, but he never won my heart.

I remained indifferent and increasingly frightened. Yet, his stubbornness only grew. He was convinced that, with time, I would eventually become his wife. One day, his patience snapped. 10:18

Eight Years Lost A Love Ungfaimed

BOOK8 Chapter1

He took my family hostage, demanding: "You know how much I love her and I'm willing to do anything for her. Now, I want her as my wife."

My father, unable to resist, could only watch as I was taken away.

I was confined in Michael's carefully arranged villa, designed to cut me off from the outside world. Michael visited daily, using every tactic to win me over, but I stayed cold and unresponsive.

One day, Michael found me sitting by the window, staring blankly.

"Why won't you accept me?" he asked, frustrated.

I didn't turn around, simply saying: "Because I don't love you."

Michael approached and placed his hands on my shoulders: "Then who do you

love?"

I gently pushed him away: "I only love myself."

As time passed, my father, worried for my safety, secretly entered the villa. When Michael discovered him, he broke his leg in a rage.

"You're my wife now, and I won't tolerate any man looking at you, not even your

father!" Michael's voice was filled with fury.

Hearing my father's cries, I rushed out. Seeing the scene before me, tears.

streamed down my face.