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Our entire family consists of international mercenaries, and I married Emily, the commander who was my perfect match.
But on our wedding day, a group of rebels stormed into the mercenary chapel, and all hell broke loose.
Emily, however, immediately pushed me away and protected her childhood sweetheart as they escaped.
I was pinned down by the rebel leader in front of the statue, repeatedly violated in front of all the captives, my limbs completely destroyed.
The next day, I was thrown in front of the tent, naked and covered in blood.
My twin sister fell to her knees, sobbing, and with trembling hands carried me into the medical pod, begging the medic to save me.
But in my hazy state, I overheard my sister and Emily coldly conspiring:
"That group of fake rebels is all dead now. No one will know you let them humiliate my sister."
"I'll help you keep it secret, but I only ask one thing: be good to David."
"Back then, he risked his life to save us, getting poisoned in the rainforest. Now he's carrying your child at the risk of his own life..."
Emily gripped my sister's shoulder, her voice low:
"Don't worry. Asher is done for. Now everyone believes he's unfit to be my husband. I'll take good care of David."As for Asher, we'll ensure his safety for life, but he must never threaten David's position."
So, the man I deeply loved and the sister I trusted most only saw me as a stepping stone for David's path.
If that's the case, I don't want this mercenary group anymore!

Love Like Ashes, Turning to Emptiness

Opening the heavy lid of the crate, it was filled to the brim with weapons and equipment, but they had all been reduced to useless scrap parts.


I remained expressionless as I tossed the parts in my hand into the fire.


"You see this? This is Sarah's idea of a gift to cheer me up."


"Blood is thicker than water, I suppose. To repay a debt of gratitude, she's content to watch Emily treat me like a dog..."


"Those people out there are willing to believe lies simply because they need a reason to hurt me."


"But Harrington, only a fool keeps playing the fool. I'm done sacrificing for them."


"Look at this shell casing. It looks tough, like it could protect the bullet inside."


"But in reality, once the bullet's gone, it's less than worthless."


I gently caressed the smooth casing, smiling:


"Harrington, I used to be a complete and utter fool."


Without the hard bullet inside, the empty shell deforms at the slightest impact.


Chapter 5