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It had been two months since that night. Two months of endless pain, both physical and emotional. The beatings, the yelling, the control-none of it shocked me anymore. Even the worst of it-the nights Theo forced himself on me-had become something I expected. I didn't cry anymore. I didn't fight. I didn't even dream of escaping.I was tired.Resisting him just made him more stronger, crueler, and always in control. The punishments harsher. The nights longer.I just existed, moving through the days like a ghost. My body doing what it was told while my mind stayed numb. It was the only way to survive.The only time I felt a bit of happiness was when Theo’s mother came to visit. Her presence was like a break from the nightmare I lived in.When she was around, it felt like I could breathe, even if just for a little while.But those moments also brought something else—Theo’s fake love.Whenever his mother visited, Theo pretended to be a perfect boyfriend. He would hold my hand, smile at me
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I moved back into the bedroom, feeling Hailey follow closely behind. Twenty minutes later, I descended the stairs carefully, wearing a simple red short flare dress and black heels. My hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail.As I entered the living room, Theo was already waiting, a fake smile plastered on his face. “Doesn’t my girlfriend look gorgeous?” he said smoothly.I gave a weak smile in return. It was an act—a performance—and I played my part, knowing it was meaningless.Beside him, Mrs. Rodriguez beamed, her eyes softening. “She really is,” she said gently, her voice filled with genuine warmth.A moment later, one of Theo’s men stepped forward. “The car is ready, sir,” he said, his tone calm and professional.As Mrs. Rodriguez and I began to step out, Theo’s voice interrupted, a mischievous edge to his tone. “Hold on,” he said with a sheepish smile. “I think I’ll come with you guys. Spice things up a little.”I swallowed hard, feeling a knot form in my stomach. His eyes lock
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As the black sedan rolled to a stop in front of the house that once used to be mine, nostalgia hit hard. Nothing had really changed. The worn porch, the creaky front steps, and the old garden that still bloomed with wildflowers—it all felt eerily familiar, yet distant.I stepped out slowly, my heels clicking against the pavement, memories flashing before me. This wasn’t the environment of wealth or extravagance, but it had been mine, filled with simpler, happier moments.Mrs. Rodriguez turned to me, her tone calm and curious. “Is this where your father stays?” she asked softly.I nodded quietly. “Yes,” I said, pointing towards the front door.We moved towards the door, and as I reached it, I knocked gently, hoping he would recognize my presence. The wait stretched on for what felt like an eternity—ten minutes at least—before the door creaked open.My father stood there, cigarette hanging loosely from his lips. His voice was harsh, almost bewildered. “I’m coming in, coming!” His brow f
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Mrs. Rodriguez’s eyes lingered on me as we made our way back to the living room. Her calm but knowing gaze caught the little frown on my face.“Are you okay, dear?” she asked softly, her voice full of concern.I gave her a small smile, brushing my hair back nervously. “Yeah, I’m fine,” I replied quickly.”She nodded, and turned to lead the way. My father and I followed her silently.We entered the living room quietly. Theo was sitting on a stool, leaning back with his usual smirk. He looked relaxed, but the way his eyes darted to us made me feel uneasy.Mrs. Rodriguez glanced around, clapping her hands softly to break the silence. Her voice was cheerful, her smile bright. “Alright, let’s do something fun,” she said, looking at all of us.Theo raised an eyebrow, clearly not amused. “Fun?” he asked, his tone mocking.“Yes, fun,” Mrs. Rodriguez replied firmly, her tone still light but with a hint of authority. She smiled at my father and me. “This is a birthday celebration. Let’s not sit
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Mrs. Rodriguez clapped her hands softly, her cheerful tone cutting through the lingering tension. “Alright, enough stories for now. Let’s make this more interesting. It’s time for some questions,” she said with a smile. “I’ll ask, and you all have to answer. No skipping!”Theo groaned, clearly unimpressed. “Oh, great,” he muttered under his breath, leaning back on the stool.Mrs. Rodriguez ignored him and turned her attention to my father, her smile still kind but her gaze sharp. “Let’s start with you. Here’s the question: what’s the biggest regret you have in life?”My father’s face froze, his eyes darting to me briefly before looking away. He shifted in his seat, his discomfort plain as day. “Uh… I don’t know if I can answer that,” he mumbled, his voice low.Mrs. Rodriguez tilted her head, her tone gentle but firm. “There’s no judgment here. We’re just getting to know each other better.”My father hesitated, fidgeting with his hands. After a long pause, he finally spoke, his voice s
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Mrs. Rodriguez clapped her hands softly, her cheerful tone cutting through the lingering tension. “Alright, enough stories for now. Let’s make this more interesting. It’s time for some questions,” she said with a smile. “I’ll ask, and you all have to answer. No skipping!”Theo groaned, clearly unimpressed. “Oh, great,” he muttered under his breath, leaning back on the stool.Mrs. Rodriguez ignored him and turned her attention to my father, her smile still kind but her gaze sharp. “Let’s start with you. Here’s the question: what’s the biggest regret you have in life?”My father’s face froze, his eyes darting to me briefly before looking away. He shifted in his seat, his discomfort plain as day. “Uh… I don’t know if I can answer that,” he mumbled, his voice low.Mrs. Rodriguez tilted her head, her tone gentle but firm. “There’s no judgment here. We’re just getting to know each other better.”My father hesitated, fidgeting with his hands. After a long pause, he finally spoke, his voice s
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Mrs. Rodriguez shook her head, her voice laced with frustration. “Why didn’t you ask for help? Theo could have helped you. You didn’t have to do this.”I scoffed under my breath, barely able to contain my bitterness. If only she knew. If only she understood why we were even here in the first place.Theo? Help? That was almost laughable. My father let out a weak chuckle, shaking his head. “I didn’t want to bother my son-in-law,” he said, forcing a small smile that didn’t reach his eyes.Theo scoffed, muttering under his breath, “As if I’d waste a dime on you.”I heard it, even if his mother didn’t. My hands clenched into fists at my sides, but I bit my tongue. Now wasn’t the time.Mrs. Rodriguez, completely unaware of Theo’s remark, sighed and gave my father a disapproving look. “You would never be a bother,” she insisted. “You should have come to us. We could’ve helped.”I fought the urge to roll my eyes. If only she knew the truth.Mrs. Rodriguez let out a deep sigh before reaching i
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Mrs. Rodriguez’s voice was steady, but there was a sense of urgency in her words. “Dr. Ramoray, it’s Martha Rodriguez. I’m calling because my daughter-in-law’s father has been diagnosed with cancer, and it’s urgent."There was a long pause on the other end of the line, as though Dr. Ramoray was considering her request. The tension in the room grew thick with anticipation.Finally, Dr. Ramoray’s deep voice broke the silence. “Bring him to me tomorrow,” he said simply, his tone not giving much away. “I’ll take care of the rest.”The phone call ended just as abruptly as it began, leaving the room heavy with silence.Mrs. Rodriguez lowered her phone, her expression one of relief, though it didn’t completely erase the worry that lingered in her eyes. “It’s done,” she said softly, her gaze now focused on my father. “He’ll see you tomorrow. Dr. Ramoray will do everything he can.”I stood there, feeling a rush of emotions flood through me. Mrs. Rodriguez, in that moment, felt like a savior—li
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The drive to the hotel was quiet, aside from Mrs. Rodríguez occasionally glancing at me as if making sure I was still holding it together. Hailey, on the other hand, stayed silent, her arms crossed as she stared out the window.When we finally pulled up to the Marbella Suites, I felt an odd sense of relief. It wasn’t as massive or extravagant as the one Theo kept me in, but it was nice—warm, inviting, and, most importantly, free of him.The lobby smelled of lavender, and the soft lighting made everything feel calmer, safer.For now.I knew this peace wouldn’t last long.Mrs. Rodríguez led me through the lobby and up to her suite on the fifth floor. It was a cozy two-bedroom with large windows that overlooked the city. Nothing like Theo’s cold penthouse, where everything felt like a cage.She gestured toward one of the rooms. "You can sleep here, mija. Make yourself comfortable."I nodded, stepping inside. The room was simple but comfortable—a queen-sized bed, a small dresser, and warm
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The drive to the hotel was quiet, aside from Mrs. Rodríguez occasionally glancing at me as if making sure I was still holding it together. Hailey, on the other hand, stayed silent, her arms crossed as she stared out the window.When we finally pulled up to the Marbella Suites, I felt an odd sense of relief. It wasn’t as massive or extravagant as the one Theo kept me in, but it was nice—warm, inviting, and, most importantly, free of him.The lobby smelled of lavender, and the soft lighting made everything feel calmer, safer.For now.I knew this peace wouldn’t last long.Mrs. Rodríguez led me through the lobby and up to her suite on the fifth floor. It was a cozy two-bedroom with large windows that overlooked the city. Nothing like Theo’s cold penthouse, where everything felt like a cage.She gestured toward one of the rooms. "You can sleep here, mija. Make yourself comfortable."I nodded, stepping inside. The room was simple but comfortable—a queen-sized bed, a small dresser, and warm
His Terms, My Surrender Chapter Forty Nine
A dull ache pulsed in my skull as I slowly drifted back to consciousness. My body felt heavy, my limbs sluggish, like I was swimming through molasses. The sterile scent of antiseptic filled my nose, and the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor was the first sound that registered.I was still in the hospital.A tired sigh drew my attention. My eyelids fluttered open, adjusting to the bright lights overhead. A middle-aged doctor stood beside my bed, his arms crossed over his chest, a clipboard in hand. His expression was neutral, but there was something relieved in the way he exhaled."Finally stable," he muttered, glancing at the monitor.I swallowed, my throat still raw. "How long?" My voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper."Seven hours," he replied. "Your vitals were erratic for a while, but you're stable now. No need to keep you here any longer."I blinked, struggling to sit up. Every muscle in my body protested, sore and stiff from everything that had happened. The doctor scrib
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The man's grip was unforgiving as he dragged me down the hallway. My bare feet stumbled over the cold floor, my breath ragged, my mind still spinning from what had just happened. The old woman-she was gone. Shot without hesitation.I wanted to scream, to fight, but my body felt numb.We reached Theo's suite. The door loomed in front of me like a gateway to hell.The man yanked it open and shoved me inside."Slam it," Theo's voice was cold, commanding.The door shut behind me with a heavy thud, sealing my fate.I barely had time to turn before Theo twisted the lock with a deliberate click.Now, it was just the two of us.The silence was suffocating.Blood trailed down the side of Theo's face where the vase had hit him, dripping onto his black shirt. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes-his dark, furious eyes-held nothing but wrath.Before I could move, he lunged.His hand fisted in my hair, yanking me forward.I barely had time to gasp before he slammed my head against the vanit
His Terms, My Surrender Chapter Forty Seven
A loud noise startled me awake. The heavy door to the suite slammed shut, the force of it making the walls tremble. My eyes flew open, my heart racing as I sat up in bed. Theo stood near the entrance, his jaw tight, his expression furious. His dark eyes burned with barely restrained anger, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.I swallowed hard, trying to push away the grogginess from my sleep. He looked like he had just come from a warzone—his black shirt slightly unbuttoned at the top, his sleeves rolled up, revealing his tense forearms. His entire body was coiled with rage, and I could feel the storm brewing in the air around him.Theo didn’t notice me at first. He paced back and forth near the door, his hands running through his hair in frustration. His breathing was heavy, his body tense like he was trying to stop himself from exploding.Then, through gritted teeth, he muttered, "Maldito idiota, Diego. Siempre metiéndose donde no debe."I didn’t understand every word, but I
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I stood there, the envelope clutched tightly in my hands, my mind racing. The words on the paper echoed in my head, "I am watching your every move, Sofia, my love." I couldn’t stop thinking about the first message I received on my phone, then the one on Theo's mom’s birthday. And now, this—another note. Who could be sending them? Why?The headache that had been pounding at my temples grew worse, and I felt a wave of nausea rising. I tried to shake off the dizziness, but it only made everything more overwhelming.I couldn’t deal with this right now. Not with everything else going on. My father needed me, and I couldn’t even think about the possibility of Theo’s torture, the cruel games he played. I had no room in my mind for that right now. I just needed to focus on getting through this trip to Mexico.I swallowed hard, trying to push away the panic that was creeping up. But it was hard. The thought of who could be sending these messages—someone who was always watching, always waiting—
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Evening came, but sleep never did. I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind spinning with thoughts of my father.For the first time in years, he had hope. A real chance to be cured. The thought should have brought me peace, but instead, it filled me with worry. What if things didn’t go as planned? What if the treatment didn’t work? Or worse—what if Theo decided to take that hope away?I sighed, turning on my side, trying to push the thoughts away. But it was useless. No matter how hard I tried, my mind kept going back to my father and everything he had been through.The sound of the door unlocking made me sit up. Hailey walked in, carrying a tray of food. She placed it on the table beside my bed and crossed her arms, watching me. cold voice cut through the silence. “You should eat.”I glanced at the tray but didn’t move. My appetite was nonexistent, my stomach twisted in knots from everything on my mind.After a moment, I looked up at her. “Where’s Theo?”She didn’t hesitate.
His Terms, My Surrender Chapter Forty Four
Ten minutes later, the sound of the front door opening echoed through the house. I quickly stood up, my heart racing in my chest. My father had arrived.I saw him walk in, his eyes scanning the house with surprise. He had never been here before, but I could tell from the look on his face that he was impressed by the size of the place. He had heard about Theo’s wealth, but seeing it in person was a whole different story. It was hard not to notice the way his mind was working—wondering how someone could have so much, yet still hold onto grudges over something like four million dollars.My father knew that money meant little to Theo. It wasn’t about the money for him. It was about power, about making people suffer. The thought of it made my stomach churn.As my father stepped into the living room, he gave Mrs. Rodriguez a polite nod before stepping forward. "Thank you, Mrs. Rodriguez," he said sincerely, his voice carrying the weight of his gratitude. "For giving me a second chance at li
His Terms, My Surrender Chapter Forty Three
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of a key rattling in the lock. My heart jumped, but I stayed still, my eyes fixed on the door.A moment later, Hailey stepped inside, carrying a tray of food. The scent of scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, and buttered toast filled the room.She placed the tray on the small table beside my bed, her expression blank. “Eat,” she said flatly.Her cold tone wasn’t new. It always reminded me of how things used to be—of Bell.I swallowed the lump in my throat, my chest tightening at the thought of her. If I could turn back time, I would’ve saved her from Theo. Maybe then, she’d still be here. Maybe then, I wouldn’t be alone.Hailey crossed her arms, her gaze unreadable. “Mrs. Rodriguez will be here in an hour, so you have to hurry,” she said, her tone clipped.I nodded slowly but didn’t move right away. Hailey watched me for a second before letting out a sigh.“I’ll get your clothes in a few minutes,” she muttered and turned to leave.As the door closed
