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His Unwanted Witness the thoughts of escape
Isadora opened her eyes slowly.Morning light touched the room. Soft gold spread across the ceiling. The sheets smelled clean. The bed was warm. The air was quiet.Too quiet.She stared up at the high ceiling and lay still.Her heart beat slowly, but heavy.The first thought in her mind was sharp, clear, painful:How do I escape this hell?She turned to her side. She was alone. No chains. No ropes. No guards inside. But that did not mean she was free. She knew that.She took a deep breath.“I cannot stay here,” she whispered to herself. “I will lose myself. I will lose my mind. I have to leave.”Her hands gripped the sheets.Last night, Lorenzo had kissed her. She still felt it on her mouth. It was not gentle. It was not safe. It was possession. It was madness.She hated how her body had reacted. She hated how her heart had jumped. She hated how her breath caught. She hated herself for a second.“That kiss means nothing,” she whispered. “He is a monster.”She sat up slowly.Her mind r
His Unwanted Witness Lorenzo admits the truth
Lorenzo’s room was silent, except for the low sound of the waves outside the balcony. The night was calm. The sky was dark. The air felt heavy.He stood near the large window, hands in his pockets, staring out at the endless ocean. The wind pushed gently against the glass. His jaw was tense.Behind him stood one of his men — his most loyal guard, Ryker.Ryker waited quietly, watching his boss’s back. There was something different in the atmosphere. Something sharp. Something dangerous.Finally, Ryker spoke.“Sir… can I ask you something?”Lorenzo didn’t turn around.“You can.”Ryker swallowed before he said it.“Do you like her?”Silence.Lorenzo didn’t move.The question hung in the air like a knife.Ryker waited.Finally, Lorenzo turned from the window. His eyes were unreadable.“That is not the right word,” he said.Ryker frowned. “Then what is the right word?”Lorenzo walked slowly toward a table. His movements were controlled, elegant, like a panther. He poured himself a drink. T
His Unwanted Witness dinner with fear
Evening arrived with a strange quietness.The house felt tense, like the walls were holding their breath.Isadora walked into the dining room. The long table was already set. Plates, wine glasses, silver cutlery. Candles burned slowly in the chandeliers, making the room glow gold and warm.But she felt no warmth.Lorenzo sat at the head of the table. His posture was straight. His eyes calm. His fingers tapped slowly against the table.He watched her enter.“Sit,” he said.Isadora took the seat opposite him. She lifted her chin and met his eyes without fear.“You look tired,” he said.“I am fine.”“Good.”Silence fell. Heavy. Thick.Then the door opened.Isadora’s heart twisted.Alina entered.She held a tray with soup bowls. Her face was pale. Her arms and back were stiff, still healing from the whipping. Each step looked painful, but she did not make a sound. She kept her eyes down.Isadora almost stood from her chair.“What is she doing here?” Isadora asked sharply.Lorenzo looked a
His Unwanted Witness summoned
Morning sunlight fell across the room. Isadora sat on the edge of the bed, watching the sea outside the window. She had barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she heard the screams again. Alina’s voice. The crack of the whip. The sound of pain.She touched her own chest.She did not cry.She just sat there and breathed.A knock came at the door. Not gentle. Firm.Isadora stood.“Come in.”A guard opened the door. He bowed slightly.“Lord Lorenzo requests your presence,” he said. “Now.”Isadora nodded.“Lead the way.”She followed the guard down the hallway. The tiles were cold under her feet. The house smelled of coffee and polished wood. Everything was quiet. Too quiet. The air felt tense. The walls seemed to listen.The guard stopped at a large door.“He is inside.”Isadora pushed the door open.Lorenzo stood near the window, hands behind his back. His eyes were on the ocean. He did not turn when she entered. The sunlight touched his shoulders, making his silhouette sharp and
His Unwanted Witness he'll listen
Isadora took a clean cloth and dipped it again into warm water. She squeezed it carefully and pressed it against Alina’s back. Alina hissed sharply.“I know,” Isadora whispered. “I know it hurts. I’m sorry.”Alina shook her head. “It is not your fault. Pain is normal here.”“No,” Isadora said. “It shouldn’t be.”The room was silent except for Alina’s slow breathing and the soft sound of water dripping from the cloth. The morning light entered through the window, pale and cold. The mansion outside was calm. Too calm.But Isadora could still hear echoes of the screams in her head.She wiped the dried blood gently. “We need to bandage this.”“There is a box,” Alina whispered. “Inside the wardrobe.”Isadora stood and opened it. There were bandages, antiseptic, painkillers. She brought them to the chair.“You… you keep these here?” Isadora asked.Alina closed her eyes. “Always. After every punishment.”Isadora froze for a moment.Her hands shook.She tried to imagine how many times this ha
His Unwanted Witness blood and confession
Isadora carefully guided Alina into her room. Each step was slow, cautious. Alina’s arms trembled against her, weak and sore. The faint light of morning barely lit the polished tiles. The scent of blood and fear hung heavy in the air.“Sit,” Isadora said softly, helping Alina to a chair. “I will clean your wounds.”Alina lowered herself slowly, flinching at the movement. Her clothes were torn. Blood had dried along her arms and back. She shivered.“Does it hurt?” Isadora asked quietly, her voice soft.Alina shook her head. “I… I am used to it. Pain is nothing new.”Isadora’s hands shook slightly as she wet a cloth and began to dab at the blood. Alina winced but did not protest.“This… this is too much,” Isadora whispered under her breath. “No one should suffer like this.”Alina lowered her eyes. “I have known suffering all my life. This… this is just part of it.”Isadora’s chest tightened. She paused, holding Alina’s hand for a moment. “Why… why do you stay with him? Why do you work f
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