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Chapter 22
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ELENA POV The chain finally gave. A soft click. Barely audible. But I felt it. My breath caught as I froze, listening. Nothing. No footsteps rushing in. No alarms. Good. I'm finally free... Slowly—carefully—I twisted my wrist again. The loosened joint shifted just enough. Pain shot through my skin as I forced my hand through the cuff, scraping against metal, biting down hard to keep from making a sound. One more push— And my hand slipped free. I almost laughed. Not out loud. Never out loud. But inside? Fire. I did it. Holy shit.. I actually did it, I said o my self as I sat there to process everything. I didn’t move immediately. That would be stupid. Instead, I stayed exactly where I was, head lowered, breathing shallow—like I was still restrained. Listening. Counting. Steps outside. Three… two… one… Turn. Good. Routine confirmed. I slid my freed hand slowly forward, reaching down to my ankle restraints. These were easier. Less secure. Thirty seconds lat
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ELENA POVI didn’t panic.That was the first decision I made.Panic was loud. Messy. Predictable.And right now, predictable would get me killed.So I sat still.Quiet.Listening.The room was small — concrete walls, no windows, one steel door. The single bulb above me buzzed faintly, flickering every few seconds. My wrists were chained behind me to a metal ring fixed into the wall. Ankles restrained too, but with just enough slack to shift position.Not careless.But not perfect either.I took a slow breath.Observe first. Move later.I tilted my head slightly, letting my eyes adjust fully to the dim light.The chains weren’t thick industrial ones — they were reinforced, but the links were standard. Strong… but not unbreakable.The ring in the wall? Bolted.Four screws.Slight rust around the edges.My lips pressed together.Interesting.I shifted carefully, testing the range of movement. The chain scraped again, but I controlled the sound this time.Slow.Measured.The metal bit int
The Billionaire's Runaway Bride Chapter 22
ELENA POV Cold. That was the first thing I felt. Not pain. Not fear. Cold. wha... what happened? It crept into my bones before my mind even caught up. My head throbbed faintly as I tried to move — and metal scraped. what the heck? The sound echoed in the silence. My eyes flew open. Dark ceiling. Concrete walls. A single dim bulb hanging above me. And the unmistakable weight around my wrists. Chains. My breath hitched. No. No no no. I pulled instinctively, and the metal restraints clanked loudly, secured to a steel ring bolted into the wall behind me. My ankles were bound too — not tightly enough to injure, but firmly enough to remind me I wasn’t going anywhere. Memory rushed back in broken flashes. Gunfire.Darkness.Damian shouting my name.A cloth over my mouth.The smell of chemicals.My chest tightened.Damian.He’s going to burn the world down.The thought should have comforted me.Instead, it terrified me.The door across the room creaked open.I went still.
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ELENA POV He kissed me again. Not careful. Not restrained. It wasn’t soft this time — it was claiming. It was promise. It was something that made my knees weak and my heart feel too big for my chest. His hand tightened at my waist, pulling me closer. For one reckless second, I forgot about Anton. About the war. About everything. And then— BOOM. The entire mansion shook. The sound wasn’t thunder. It was closer. The windows rattled. A sharp cracking noise split through the air as one of the tall glass panels shattered inward. I screamed. Damian’s body moved before I could think. He spun, pulling me down with him as shards of glass sprayed across the marble floor. “Stay down!” he barked. Another explosion—this one farther away. Alarms began blaring instantly. My ears rang. “What is happening?!” I gasped. Every where was like a blur as I look around. Damian’s arm was locked around me, shielding my head with his body. “Targeted blast,” he said tightly. “Controlled.
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ELENA POV The mansion was quiet for once. Too quiet. The storm outside tapped softly against the tall glass windows, rain sliding down in silver streaks. Damian had just finished another tense call in his office, but when he stepped out and saw me standing near the fireplace, something in his expression softened. “You should be resting,” he said. “You should be sleeping,” I replied. A faint huff of amusement escaped him. We stood there for a moment. Just looking at each other, feeling each other's warmth but not touching each other... oh my gosh... my heart will not burst out of my chest. Since the hospital… since the confession… something had changed. The space between us felt thinner. Charged. “Are you still afraid?” I asked quietly. “Of Anton?” he said. “Of us.” That made him still. He walked toward me slowly, like approaching something fragile. “I’m not afraid of what I feel,” he said lowly. “Then what are you afraid of?” His hand lifted, hesitated in the air nea
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ELENA POV The room felt different after his confession. Not lighter. But clearer. Like the fog between us had finally lifted. Damian still held my hand, though I wasn’t sure he realized it. His thumb brushed absentmindedly against my knuckles, slow, grounding, almost like he was checking that I was real. My heart is all I can hear at this moment and its not out of panic but a different feeling that I am starting to accept. “You chose me,” I repeated softly. His jaw tightened slightly. “I would do it again.” there my heart goes again... There was no arrogance in his voice. No dominance. Just certainty. The kind that makes your chest ache. “Even if it costs you everything?” I asked. He finally looked at me fully. “It already has.” Something in my heart shifted. All this time I thought he controlled everything. That he stood above it all — untouchable. But sitting here now, he didn’t look untouchable. He looked human. And tired. “Damian,” I whispered. He leaned closer
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I woke up coughing, my throat burning, my body shaking uncontrollably. Damian was there. Holding me. His arms were tight around me, his face pale, eyes wild with fear. something in me shifted just for a little bit. “You came,” I whispered. “Of course I did,” he said hoarsely. “There was
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