LOGIN"You’re here,” he said quietly, “because of what your father did.”My heart shattered.“And until I decide otherwise…”“You’re not going anywhere.” the words felt like punch to my guts as I watched him gulp down the wine he held in his hands.his eyes were faraway, no hint of emotion, nothing gave him away, it was just the facade that could never change.I had no words, nothing. I just sat there staring at the wine glass he left behind. on impulse, I walked towards the liquid with shaky hands, I downed the content, relishing the burning sensation down my throat.I was falling apart.I'd been in that spot for six months and there was no end to it.the words repeated in my head. the accusation twisting my insides painfully until was nothing but a sobbing mess."no""no"I muttered.he'd never do that. I don't want to believe. he'd never be a murderer.my father was a good man, I'd watched him risk his life countless times without blinking an eye.what do I do?how do I clear his name?
Never would I let him hurt me again.I wiped the tears from my cheeks with trembling fingers. I was exhausted—tired of being trapped in this endless cycle, tired of convincing myself that things could somehow change.They wouldn’t.He wouldn’t.Adrian.Even thinking his name stung.Everything about him burned inside me—the hatred in his eyes whenever he looked at me, the cruel sharpness in his voice, the icy distance that seemed rooted deep within his soul.At the beginning, I had hoped.There were moments—rare, fragile moments—when he seemed different. When the walls around him cracked just enough for me to believe there might be something more beneath the darkness.But I had been wrong.This version of him was worse.Unpredictable.Dangerous.For a split second back there, I had truly thought he might do it—might end everything for good.My chest tightened at the memory.I stepped out of the room quickly, desperate for air, only to freeze when I saw Laura leaning against the wall.S
Zey *The car halted beside the mansion, tires scraping against the gravel, and he stepped out, still fuming.The distrust in his eyes cut deeper than his anger ever could.“Go in,” he said flatly.“I want to help, I—”The fire in his eyes silenced me instantly.“You’ve done more than enough.”“If anything happens to her—”“Then what?”He stopped mid-step. Slowly, he turned back to me. His eyes widened as I met his gaze, daring him, condemning us both.“Then what?” I repeated.“Do you go back to the past? To punishing me all over again?”“I won’t hesitate to,” he replied without emotion. “Just so you know.”The words landed like a slap. I tried to ignore the ache spreading through my chest, but it was impossible not to feel it. Impossible not to care.“Why are you doing this to me, Adrian?”“We’ve gone past this point.”“I don’t know what I’ve ever done to deserve this,” my voice trembled, “but I want you to understand me. To trust me. We’re married and—”“None of this is going to wo
I remembered what happened the first time I trusted Laura.staring at the food, I didn't want to make the same mistake"I'm not eating, thank you." she scoffed"heard you were kidnapped. I'm doing you good."I shook my head. " I'm not interestedI shut the door in her face and few minutes later, I received a message from Adrian asking me to go with h" you see. " I could hear her from behind the doI closed my eyes, hating every thing, my own fucked up lifsomehow, I knew that this wouldn't end wellshe'd convinced Adrian and as I skimmed through the drawers for something to wear, I knew she'd planned somethingI stepped out, she was still standing by the doher eyes lit up. " shall we "where are you going tshe sneered. " don't askI swallowe..I sat at the back, the overwhelming loud music taking me out as Laura drove speedily to God knows wheI was tempted to try call my family, to find a way, but I knew what would happen if Adrian found out. I pushed the thoughts back to my he
*Zey*The lightness in my chest felt unbearably heavy as we arrived at the mansion. The tension in the car clung to my skin, thick and suffocating. When it came to a stop, I stepped out, barely feeling the ground beneath me.Adrian followed, silent and unreadable.In the living room, both Laura and her stepmother stared, their eyes dripping with disdain. I didn’t spare them a glance. I couldn’t.It was all too much. Everything—everyone. I turned and walked toward my room, needing space, needing silence. But the moment I crossed the threshold, Adrian yanked me back to face him.His grip was firm, eyes stormy and dark.“What the hell was that?” he demanded.His voice was calm, too calm—like the calm right before lightning strikes.“I’m tired, Adrian,” I said quietly.He grabbed my arm. My back slammed into the wall.He was inches from me now, his breath harsh, uneven. His eyes searched mine like he was trying to find something—anything—that would make this make sense.“This,” he grow
ADRIANHe jerked at the chains. His eyes locked on mine, venomous. "You don’t deserve her."The man beside him snarled. "You’re a fucking monster."I laughed, slow and unbothered. I leaned forward, my voice like ice. "Too bad.""She’s mine now. And she will be… for a very long time."---"You’ll pay for this, bastard," kamin growled."For every tear you made her shed."I stepped closer, watching their faces twist."You want to know what’ll break her most?" A pause. A breath. "Locking up the both of you."They tensed. Rage flickered in Vance’s eyes. And I smiled."I’ll do it without hesitation."The silence that followed was delicious. Satisfying. Their shock, their fury… it tasted like revenge."She’ll hate you," Vance spat. "You’ll regret this.""I’m counting on it," I said, calm. Then turned to the guards. "Lock them up."***Minutes later, I stepped into the mansion. Quiet. Too quiet.No sign of Zey.Something in my chest tightened.I moved quickly—through the hall
Zey.*I stepped away, heart heavy, since when did I consider myself as part of this family?What was happening to me ? What right did I have to care about a man who has taken away from me, who'd crashed my life. This man who'd destroyed my life, the happiness, the sweetness with his dark presence,
Zey Three weeks later.The house was cold with silence and nd grief still lived in my chest like an open wound. I craved release — a moment, a breath — anything that would free me from this cage, from this suffocating place where no one cared whether I was alive or not.Adrian had gone distant a
Zey *I was stuck—always with Adrian. I couldn't stop thinking about how different life could’ve been if I’d married someone I actually loved. My mind kept drifting to Colton and Anne, to the way everything between them seemed so beautiful, almost perfect. But here I was, trapped in this fix,
Zey*The forest thinned, but every step felt heavier, as if the earth itself were trying to pull me back to him. My throat was raw from the cold air and the desperate gulps I took between sobs. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.Then—I heard it.A distant hum. Tires crunching gravel. My legs carried me fa







