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Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss Chapter 122
VENUSThere’s a special kind of madness that grows in captivity. It doesn’t happen all at once. It builds. Quietly and patiently. Like moss creeping up a stone wall, covering everything until you can’t remember what the bare surface even looked like.That’s what I was now. Covered in it. Wrapped tight in Gerald’s madness, in the stink of stale fear and the thick silence of this cabin that had become my purgatory. Every day was the same. Every breath felt borrowed.But this day—this particular day—I felt it in my gut. Something had shifted. The air smelled different. Charged.And shifts? Shifts meant opportunity.---Gerald had gone out early that morning. Same as every day, his strange little ritual that took him beyond the treeline where I couldn’t see him. I didn’t know what he did out there, and honestly, I didn’t care. It was the only window of time I had to remember what my own heartbeat sounded like without his eyes on me.For the last three days, I’d been working on the boarded
Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss Chapter 121
AARONIt’s a special kind of hell to know that you were so close… and you failed.The cottage hadn’t left my head since the day I walked into that room. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the cuffs. I saw the way they were bolted to the bedframe, the hair caught in the hinge, the faint smell of her clinging to the sheets.My wife. My Venus.She’d been there. She’d been that close. And I hadn’t found her in time.Two weeks had passed since that day. Fourteen days. Three hundred and thirty-six hours. Each one a noose tightening around my chest. It's been two months since I lost Venus. TWO MONTHS. Sixty two days. One thousand four hundred and eighty-eight hours. We’d scoured every lead, pulled every string, bled money and resources into the search. Gerald Marlowe had vanished off the face of the earth, and he’d taken her with him. No transactions, no sightings, no whispers on the black-market channels we’d tapped into.It was like the bastard had dug a hole under reality and crawled ins
Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss Chapter 120
VENUSThere’s a certain kind of terror that settles deep in your bones when you know you only get one chance. One single shot, and if you miss it, you’ll never get another.That’s what it felt like. Every second with Gerald in that cabin was a countdown not to freedom, but to the part of me that was still alive burning out completely. I’d already felt pieces of myself slip away every time I lied, every time I smiled when I wanted to scream, every time I let him touch me without flinching.And I knew—I knew—if I stayed here much longer, there’d be nothing left to save. Not even for Aaron.So the plan came simple. Brutal. Dangerous.I wasn’t waiting for a miracle.I was going to carve my own way out.---The next day, Gerald woke me before dawn. He was humming, that same broken tune he always hummed when he thought he was happy. He laid out breakfast, told me I looked beautiful even though I knew I was a ghost in torn pajamas, and pressed a kiss to my forehead before heading out again.
Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss Chapter 119
VENUSWhen consciousness finally clawed its way back to me, it came in fragments. My eyelids felt like they had been weighed down with lead, my head thick, foggy, heavy as if it no longer belonged to me. I blinked once, twice, and the blurred shapes around me began to sharpen, not into comfort, not into safety, but into something unfamiliar.The first thing I noticed was the smell. Damp wood. Stale air. A faint hint of pine seeping through the cracks of whatever place we were in. The mattress beneath me was thin, lumpy, covered with a scratchy blanket that smelled like dust and old smoke. The walls weren’t painted. Bare wood planks, some splintering, some water-stained. A small window high up on one wall, no curtains, no glass. just wooden boards nailed shut from the outside.The other cottage had been… if not home, then at least an imitation of it. This? This was a hiding place. Temporary. Makeshift. A hole dug into the world for a man on the run.And sitting there, on the edge of th
Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss Chapter 118
AARONThe cottage sat like a secret on the edge of nowhere.Dark wood. Dead leaves. Silence thick enough to choke on.I killed the engine, stepped out, and let the cold air bite into me. My boots crunched on gravel as I approached, every instinct screaming that this was it. That she was close. That I was finally standing on the line between hell and salvation.The front door wasn’t locked. It creaked when I pushed it open, dust motes drifting in the beam of my flashlight. The smell hit me first—not rot, not mold. Something else. Stale air, faint lavender, and underneath it… fear.The cottage was clean. Too clean. No mugs on the counter. No trash in the bin. No stray hair in the sink. Like no one had ever lived here. Like the place had been scrubbed raw.Except I knew someone had been here.Venus had been here.I moved room to room, my breath sharp, my gun steady. Nothing. Empty closets. A stripped-down bathroom. A kitchen that looked like a showroom piece. It wasn’t until I reached th
Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss Chapter 117
VENUSThe silence wasn’t just thick anymore, it was sentient. It no longer filled the room passively; it loomed. It listened. It judged. Every second inside this place crawled across my skin like something alive. Something waiting. Gerald had grown quieter, but not calmer. There was a new edge to him now, a kind of manic energy that didn’t speak in volume but in tension. In the twitch at the corner of his mouth. In the pause between his movements. In the way he stood by the window and stared through the blinds, like the trees themselves were conspiring against him.He was unraveling. Slowly. Horribly.And I said nothing.I didn’t ask anymore. Didn’t cry. Didn’t scream. Not because I’d learned to cope but because I’d stopped hoping.Escape? That was a fairytale I no longer read.I lived by rhythms now. Not freedom. Not survival. Just cycles. I woke up. I ate if he asked me to. I moved when told. I listened. I responded. I obeyed, even when it killed me inside.The strange thing about i
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