LOGIN~Aliyah’s POV~
I didn't close my eyes fully to sleep. I kept staring at the door, hoping for him to come and get me. I needed him to take me away, far away from the troubles.
I suddenly heard footsteps, hope came crashing into me. Could it be him? But how? Ronald's guards were still outside. The house was definitely surrounded.
The sound approached faster, making me tense. My heart pounding as the steps increased, heavy, even, unhurried.
I hissed between my teeth when I noticed it was Ronald’s kind of footsteps. My heart thudded painfully, but the steps passed, he didn’t stop at my door. Not yet.
I let out a shaky breath. “Please come, Dominic,” I whispered.
The clock on the wall ticked relentlessly. Ten minutes. Then fifteen.
Finally, the phone vibrated. One message.
~Aliyah’s POV~I didn't close my eyes fully to sleep. I kept staring at the door, hoping for him to come and get me. I needed him to take me away, far away from the troubles.I suddenly heard footsteps, hope came crashing into me. Could it be him? But how? Ronald's guards were still outside. The house was definitely surrounded.The sound approached faster, making me tense. My heart pounding as the steps increased, heavy, even, unhurried.I hissed between my teeth when I noticed it was Ronald’s kind of footsteps. My heart thudded painfully, but the steps passed, he didn’t stop at my door. Not yet.I let out a shaky breath. “Please come, Dominic,” I whispered.The clock on the wall ticked relentlessly. Ten minutes. Then fifteen.Finally, the phone vibrated. One message.
Aliyah’s POVI sat quietly on the bed after I was thrown in like a prisoner in my own room. I recalled how Ronald had torn the papers before me. It could have been my one chance to freedom, ripped apart like it meant nothing.The room was very quiet, but it was suddenly disrupted by the sound that came due to the slamming of the door downstairs.Dominic had been taken out of the house as commanded, so who was hitting the door loudly downstairs?I exhaled deeply. Seems I was hallucinating, as I had already lost count as to how many times I had been “taught a lesson.” I had learned to endure in order to make this marriage work, to make him love me, but it wasn't working, and I am fed up. So this time around, I wasn't angry, no pacing around, no tears, no breaking of glasses, I sat down calm.I had learned to do so as this was Ronald's favorite kind. It was the kind that didn’t need bruises to hurt, didn’t need shouting to make me flinch. It sank deeper, made me question myself, made me
Aliyah's PovI kept my trembling hands hidden at my back as my gaze moved from Ronald to Dominic. I felt a cold breeze over my ear, making it seem the heater in the room was broken. Ronald's presence suffocated the whole room. Dominic immediately stepped back, his hand falling from the document he’d just handed me. “What,” Ronald’s voice came low het rough, “did I just hear?”My throat tightened. The paper trembled in my hand.Dominic swallowed hard. Ronald, I was just.....“You were just what?” Ronald’s gaze moved from between us, “Offering my wife a contract marriage?”Dominic’s lips parted, then closed again. He tried to stay calm. “Aliyah deserves a choice, Ronald. You’ve trapped her long enough.”“Choice?” Ronald’s tone was ice. “You don’t get to talk to me about choices in my house, about my wife.”I drew a breath, my pulse racing. “Stop it. Both of you.”Ronald turned to me, jaw flexing. “Do you think I am not aware of what has been going on? You think I wouldn’t have heard
Aliyah's PovI should have said no. I should have left him standing in the hallway, but I let him in. The door clicked shut behind him, sealing us in the same air. The air shifted around him, heavy with authority. Dominic put his hands in his pocket, entering the empty living room. Then his gaze darted towards me, piercing through me like he could see through my soul. Why are you here? My voice cut through the silence in the room, rough and raw. I see you are barely trying to hold up, he sneered. His words were like a punch to my guts, but I refused to let the hurt in my eyes show. If you came here to mock me, then please save it! I clenched my jaws. You know, he said, his voice low. Most people don’t bother reading the fine print until it’s already strangling them.The sting of his words made my throat tighten. You can't come into my house and mock me, Dominic!He smirked, like he was enjoying every bit of this. Mock you? No.Then why are you here? Clearly, just not to taunt
Aliyah's PovDominic's command still rang in the air, like a line drawn with blood. His eyes were fixated on Roland and then, he turned to me.Heat rippled through my spine once I realized that I was under his gaze. For the briefest second, the room fell away.No headlines, no cameras, no whispers. Just me, pinned under the weight of Dominic’s gaze.Roland noticed it as well. His smirk spread wider, his words laced with venom.Funny thing about family, he said to his circle, voice carrying just enough for me to hear.No matter what happens, Aliyah will always belong to mine. One way or another.The chandelier seemed to spin above me. I wanted to scream. I wanted the ground to swallow me up. I wanted to hurl my champagne in his smug face. But instead, I turned sharply, my heels striking marble as I made for the nearest exit. But then, click. A flash.Cameras, the paparazzi had struck again.I flinched instinctively and Dominic noticed. His jaw hardened, and in one smooth motion, he
Aliyah's POV Are you planning to throw yourself under the next car? Dominic's voice cut through my thoughts. He let go of my arm, his green eyes dark and dangerous. I could only stare, words caught in my throat. Come on. I'll give you a ride, he said. “I don't need your help!” I rasped, voice thin and shaky. He scoffed. Then, would you rather walk back into the traffic? Or watch these cameras as they break you till there's nothing left to pick up?I swallowed hard, gaze darting around everywhere. Flashes. Whispers. People were watching. If you are done thinking about it, then get in the car. His tone was sharp, commanding. I wanted to refuse, but my legs betrayed me, moving after him like they were being pulled by invincible strings. The sleek black car waited at the curb, gleaming under the city lights. Dominic opened the door, not out of courtesy, but something I couldn't fathom. I slid in, the door sealing me in with a shut. Dominic rounded the car, slipping into the dr







