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Chapter Eight

์ž‘๊ฐ€: Author ziah
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Tristan pov

I slumped into the couch, my eyes glued to the glowing laptop screen. For weeks now, Iโ€™ve been on edge, seriously pissed, and simmering with frustration. My Mom, Ivory, those Russians โ€” everyone seemed to be pushing my buttons lately.

My mind flashed back to that night I walked out of my office and found Ivory asleep at the dining table. My blood boiled, what the hell was she sleeping here? So reckless and stupid.

But as I got closer, the image I saw crushed me โ€” the tiny girl, trembling, drenched in sweat, whispering desperate pleas in her sleep, tears streaking down her face. Anger twisted inside me, All I wanted at that moment was to find whoever did this to her. Break them into little pieces. And then, at myself, for leaving her alone in that room, vulnerable.

A wave of something akin toโ€ฆpity, washed over me. For a moment, I wanted to reach out, to pull her close and promise everything would be okay. But why should I feel sorry for her? Iโ€™m only using her, and when I
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    Ivory's POVHours passed during the ride with the huge man, the intimidating driver, it was silent. I didn't say a word. I didn't even ask where we were going. I just sat there, tears streaming, replaying my life in my head.Then, we pulled up, to a massive black gate stood before us, secured tightly. My mind snapped awake. This was Tristan's place. My heart sank. Why was I brought back to this place? I thought I was free, free from him, free from that life. Fear grabbed me, and panic began to set in. What would he do to me now? Would he drag me back to that dangerous room? A shiver ran through me. Thank goodness, I didn't pee on myself.The huge gate slowly creaked open and a massive mansion appeared. Men, bulky and grim, stood guard everywhere. The loud slam of the car door jolted me. I got out fast. My eyes strolled up, and there he was, Tristan. He stood on the balcony outside his room, his presence chilling as he looked back at me with cold, icy eyes."Move now," the driver's dee

  • CAGED BY HIMย ย ย Chapter Ten

    Ivory's PovI stood before the old mirror in my small room. It was antique, silvering around the edges. Checking my outfit, I felt a thrill of anticipation, Simple yet neat, it had to be. This was the day. A wave of happiness washed over me, as I thought about starting my new job at โ€œLe Clair de Lune,โ€ my dream restaurant. A good paycheck awaited, and with it, a chance at a new life. Most importantly, I was free. Free from Tristan, that cruel, ruthless man.I checked my reflection one last time, good to go. I grabbed my files and other essentials, but my heart sank as I remembered my phone and bank card vanished the night I was taken. Luckily, I had some cash hidden away at home. I needed a new phone and other necessities. My first paycheck would fix that.I smiled at my reflection again, but worry crept in. What if they turned me away? It had been almost a month since I was told to resume. "No!" I spoke aloud, shaking off the doubt, I had to stay positive. I stared into the old mirr

  • CAGED BY HIMย ย ย Chapter Nine

    Ivory's povA flicker of hope ignited within me the moment my eyes jolted awake, my heart racing, as I turned quickly, checking the empty space beside me. He was gone. Tristan. A long, shuddering breath escaped my lips. Today was the day, I'd be free from this cold hearted ruthless Tristan. Free from a life I never asked for, a marriage I couldn't bear. I knew I hadn't lived a happy life, I had lived in shadows for long. After I escaped, I'd find happiness, Even if it was just a tiny bit. I pushed myself up. My legs felt shaky but ready. I took A quick bath, and I dressed up. Hours crawled by, as I sank onto the couch. My whole body felt like a live wire, my body buzzing with anxiety. My Palms were drenched with sweat. What if this all goes wrong? What if the guards out there see right through me?I ran through my plan again, thinking of a Another way out? "No." I mumbled to myself. This was it, The only shot. I had to make it work. I'd spent weeks here, checking every nook and cr

  • CAGED BY HIMย ย ย Authorโ€™s note

    ## Author's NoteHello everyone,I am incredibly grateful that you have taken the time to delve into my book โ€œCaged by Him.โ€ Your time and attention are invaluable, and I want to express my heartfelt thanks for allowing my story to be a part of your day. Writing this book has been a journey filled with passion, creativity, and a few challenges along the way, and Iโ€™m thrilled to share it with you.As you read, I would greatly appreciate hearing your thoughts on the book. Your feedback, likes, and comments are not only encouraging but also crucial in helping create even more engaging chapters in the future. Every readerโ€™s perspective enriches my understanding of the story and its impact, and I want to know how my words resonate with you. Did you connect with the characters? Did the plot twist surprise you? Your insights can guide me as I craft the next chapters, making them even more compelling and relatable.In writing โ€œCaged by Him,โ€ I aimed to explore themes of love, struggle, and re

  • CAGED BY HIMย ย ย Chapter Eight

    Tristan povI slumped into the couch, my eyes glued to the glowing laptop screen. For weeks now, Iโ€™ve been on edge, seriously pissed, and simmering with frustration. My Mom, Ivory, those Russians โ€” everyone seemed to be pushing my buttons lately.My mind flashed back to that night I walked out of my office and found Ivory asleep at the dining table. My blood boiled, what the hell was she sleeping here? So reckless and stupid. But as I got closer, the image I saw crushed me โ€” the tiny girl, trembling, drenched in sweat, whispering desperate pleas in her sleep, tears streaking down her face. Anger twisted inside me, All I wanted at that moment was to find whoever did this to her. Break them into little pieces. And then, at myself, for leaving her alone in that room, vulnerable. A wave of something akin toโ€ฆpity, washed over me. For a moment, I wanted to reach out, to pull her close and promise everything would be okay. But why should I feel sorry for her? Iโ€™m only using her, and when I

  • CAGED BY HIMย ย ย Chapter seven

    Ivory's povThe door swung open with a sudden, loud crash, jolting me from sleep. My heart raced, as I shot up in bed.A woman stood in the doorway, young and full-figured, radiating a striking beauty that made her seem just a few years older than me, She seemed beautiful. She quickly averted her gaze. "I'm sorry, ma'am," she said, her voice soft. I didn't mean to startle you."She kept talking. "I've been here a few times now to Check up on you, but You were still asleep." I stared at her, Confused. "Why?" I asked. "Is there a problem?" I asked, my voice weak.She shook her head. "Mr. Tristan ordered me to ensure you're comfortable."Tristan. Just Hearing his name sent a shiver down my spine, His name hit me like a punch and Fear gripped me "Where...where is he?" I stammered."He already left for work," she replied. I didn't say anything more, instead I kept my eyes on her. She then broke the silence. "Please, ma'am. Come downstairs. Breakfast will be ready soon." I nodded and She l

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