▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ Mili couldn't answer, her thoughts a jumble and she clung to him as he gripped her legs with his one hand and pulled her up into his arms. She was fighting hard between finding comfort in his hold and sinking deeper into his trap. Daniel turned towards the direction they were previously walking to. Mili looked back at Dario, her heart clenched at his blood soaked sight but she understood very clearly that silence was the wisest choice to face such circumstances. The site of the dock was a minute away as Daniel covered it with a few powerful strides. Tulip - unprepared for all these and petrified upon Daniel's arrival rushed towards the dock. The cargo ship was already settled and ready to sail but what she witnessed made her scream. A chopper was standing right on the helipad of the luxury cargo ship they were meant to board. Her trembling steps scanned the surroundings, the gunshot was not to be ignored. Her eyes were tear stricken when sh
▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ Whereas Mili tried her best to take the comfort from Tulip's words but something still gnawed at her. Daniel was scaring her sweet soul even when she left him behind. He was occupying her thoughts even when he was not present around her. Can it truly be called freedom if her every thought, every breath, is consumed by him? Mili was frustrated with everything. Maybe it's better to run far away from all these - she opined to herself. As the night wore on, the conversation turned quieter, and Dario suggested they prepare to leave. Mili stood, her heart heavy. She had no idea what awaited her on the other side of this escape except a life without Daniel. Whereas Tulip was both terrified and excited to get over the last task of her escape plan. Elena hugged Tulip dearly before seeing them off. She even prepared various snacks and cookies for them beforehand to ease their long journey. Such a sweetheart of a friend she was to Tulip. They w
▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ Every breath you take, Every step you dare to make is MINE. 𐙚 A pleased smile adorned Tulip's face as she nodded in absolute agreement with Mili. "This way," she guided Mili towards the fire exit door that was positioned at the backside of the store. In haste, Tulip thanked the employee of the store who was standing by the exit, enabling them to slip through it without anyone else around noticing. The sound of their hurried footsteps echoed as they stepped down a lot of winding stairs. When Mili and Tulip finally made it to the ground floor, they emerged into the rare parking lot on the backside of the mall. Dario rushed closer, guiding them to the direction of the car he had managed to arrange, his eyes constantly scanning the area warily. Tulip approached the car and got inside it with quick, purposeful steps. A silent understanding was rhyming between them. Mili glanced back at the mall, gripping the car door tightly. The
His fingers pressed more onto her skin as he studied her. He stared at her for a long moment, the weight of his gaze and the sudden change in his aura were enough to make her squirm. His tone was dangerously quiet as he spoke, "You've never stepped into the world I've kept you safe from. You are too naive to be left alone out there." "I'll be careful... I promise," she whispered looking down. "I don't care about 'careful'," he growled but Mili refused to back down for whatever happened. "Please," she pleaded. Silence hung between them, heavy and suffocating, before Daniel exhaled sharply, his decision made. "Fine," he exclaimed, his tone clipped. "But you'll come to me before you leave." Relief flooded her as she fervently nodded in agreement. .NEXT DAY. ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ Mili was all set before she pushed the door open, stepping inside the study room, cautiously. Daniel sat behind his desk, his bluish eyes lifted immediately to take her in. "Bunny's
▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ I wanna be free, but I'm stuck in your gravity, Caught between desire and fear, lost in your mystery. 𐙚 Miliani wasn't sure how to cope with the newly discovered suffocating feeling of not having any freedom. But, wasn't she accustomed to this all her life? That was objectionably worse than this. Whatever it was, Daniel's noxious possessiveness had only added fuel to the submerged flames in her heart. She made up her mind to visit this place only to get rid of those suffocating thoughts but each second in her old home was becoming unbearable for the distressed girl. Not a single thing, one single picture of hers, could be found in that house - it seemed like she had lost every trace of her childhood and was only left with the bittersweet memories. With a rushed pull on the main door, Mili opened it. She was quietly waiting for Daniel to arrive and take her away from there. Minutes passed when one of the guards approached near, " Signora, a
▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ She cleaned herself in the bathroom before settling in the bed. Daniel dipped his hand below her body and spooned her against his chest. "Now, tell me, baby. What is it you want?" He asked, taking the scent of her hair. Mili was unsure if she could voice out her request. "I want to visit my home," she urged softly, her voice trembling. She was aware of how deeply this wrathful man detested her father's existence. But she somehow managed to say, "My fath- my old home. Where I lived with my mother." Daniel's light mood faded, replaced by a thoughtful, almost guarded expression. But unexpectedly he agreed, "Alright... We'll go." Her heart leapt, a strange mix of relief and disbelief washing over her. But before she could respond, he said again, "But don't think you can manipulate me like that again, Miliani," his voice bore a hint of warning, but his heart was swollen with satisfaction; his tone dropped to a playful whisper, "By the way... What