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Chapter 12: Poison?
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The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 13: Escaping the Mafia Man
Anxiety gnawed at me with every rise of the sun. Everyday since the last day the mafia man was here, I had meals three times everyday, and they were never shabby meals.Extravagant even, in my opinion.Several thoughts had crossed my mind but he had already told me that only when I had the hope to live would he take my life. This was probably his attempt to make me eat well, feel relaxed and want to live, and when he thinks he had done enough, would kill me.I hated how cunning and wicked he was, because I was slowly beginning to think that maybe, just maybe living wasn't that bad. I knew of his plans and was still actively falling for it.I need to leave this place.My head is being messed up, I can't sleep properly because my whole thoughts, conscious and unconscious were filled with him, wondering whether he was going to come in my sleep.It not like I could do anything to save myself but I couldn't help the anxiety I felt with every footstep or sound I heard.It's been to peaceful
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-25The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 14: A Warm Hug
Despite the pain in my head, I didn't want to give up.No, I couldn't give up.How could I?I know it was a far fetched dream but somewhere in my head, I wished that all the pain I've had to endure would be compensated by the best partner ever. Someone that would love and care for me deeply.This was a part of me that I kept in hopes of giving to the person I would love for the rest of my life, and die with it if I didn't find that person.I gathered my strength, of at least whatever was left of it and tried to struggle even if with my knees my knees.I could crawl.I could limp, anything.Anything to get away from this man but it seemed like my body had already given up in me even if my mind still fought.“No!!!” I screamed at myself and my legs when they refused to move.I would rather die“Kill me please!” I roared out to the monster of a man in front of me but he chuckled. His ugly teeth showing, and his body bubbling with excitement from my fear.Everytime I whimpered, or cried o
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-25The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 15: Mine
The familiar chant of the men training, woke me up from my slumber. I hissed as the rays of the sun attacked my sight as soon as I opened my eyes.Now looking at my surroundings, I realize that this room is different. It's bigger and darker. The room is adorned with a black curtain and grey coloured walls.It looked like a room that should belong to the mafia man, but he was nowhere to be found, and I highly doubt that he would let anyone, much less me, into his room.My memories from yesterday suddenly start to flow in, and I realize the amount of chaos I created yesterday.I'm finished.I immediately hear footsteps and fall back on the bed pretending to sleep, because how am I supposed to explain myself tu the mafia man.I'll definitely get a beating today if he doesn't finish me off finally.The door knob made a sound indicating that it was being opened and closed. Then I heard their voices, it wasn't just one person but was the mafia man and another man.“How is she still asleep?
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-25The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 16: It's Mine?
“Put me down!” I scream and kick and fight, knowing very well that it never had an effect.It didn't have an effect before, it won't have an effect today.I felt extremely embarrassed this time though because there were so many men in the living room for whatever reason, and we passed in the middle of them all.Giving up, I just rekaxed tibsee where exactly he was taking me and in a few minutes, we were in a room, one that was brighter than the previous one. It was painted a beige colour and had cream coloured curtains.It looked like it belonged to a girl because of the little pinks I could see in the room. The desk beixe the bed was white but the edges were coated in a baby pink colour, and I couldn't help but admire it.“You're staying here from now on.” He states and looks at me as if expecting a refusal but I had no reason to, besides, my word would not change anything so I stayed silent and just nodded in agreement.Silently, I watch him put some things in place and then open a
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-27The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 17: The guard
Even in my dreams, I couldn't wait to be awake and see my room and everything in it clearly.The excitement made me giddy even as I slept.Feeling recharged and happy, I rush into the bathroom to get ready and wait for breakfast but I felt choked.The bathroom had black tiles that I thought were blue last night but its glossiness made it look so good, I almost slept in there.There was a bit shower too!As soon as I was done, I swore to never make a mess and keep everything squeaky clean at all times.I know I never had this much in my life, and although I was grateful, the boredom was eating into me. There was no one to talk to or laugh with.I was doing nothing but staring into space for hours, and I was sick of it.A 65 inch television that looked brand new, sat steady on the walls untouched. I wanted to watch something so bad, but I didn't know how to use it as father never let me tough his things.I considered waiting for the maid that brought my meals but I was restless from bo
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-27The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 18: Fear
Yesterday felt like a wake up call for me, because for some insane reason, I actually thought he was nicer or at least, not as wicked as before but It was just reminded that he was aas brutal as ever.He killed that guard for just waking him up.I was definitely doomed to die.I was bored!How dare I?Being bored was a luxury.That just meant I had begun to see this place as permanent, maybe even a home.I was never hired, all the days in the dungeon and in that other room, not once was u bired but I got too comfortable and too soon.I felt like a big fool.His plan was literally working so well and so fast that even though I knew, I wasn't able to resist it.A gentle knock on the door brought me out if my thoughts as I walk over to answer the door. Opening it, it revealed the woman that brought me out of the dungeon for the first time.“Hello.” She greeted with a smile on her face, but her demeanor looked hostile to me but I didn't care. I was a prisoner that just made her master k
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Lorenzo's P.O.V“Enzo, these are the papers.” Daniel says, walking through the doors, dropping the newspapers and articles on my desk.Recently, rumors spread that I had killed my wife and that I was involved in shady business, and I knew exactly who spread that.It was Mr Gordon.He hated the fact that he could not cheat me, and that I caught up with every single dirty plan of his, before it was executed, every single time.I was not even mad at his attempt to ruin my business because I did far worse to his, as repayment for trying to cheat me.Imagine trying to beat me at a game I control.Since they all want any excuse to see my wife with me and alive, I'll show them.I hadn't gone to the company in months and had been managing it's operations from the house, using Daniel and Janet as my representatives in my absence.The company was doing very well and that was the reason for the jealousy from competitors. It was not just Mr.Gordon but also Tresse Industries, when they tried to bu
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-27The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 20: The Media
“You're absolutely breathtaking.” The beautiful woman awed as she looked at her finished work.She was styling me for an event I didn't even know of, but I heard from the maid that brought me food that I was going out with the mafia man.I didn't know where but I was in love with the look this black dress gave me. It accentuated my curves in a way that made me look like the prettiest professional.I loved it so much, and the woman was also a sweetheart, asking with every step what I was and wasn't comfortable with.Her constant consideration of my feelings and thoughts melted my heart and even though I had been down for the past few days, I offered her a smile in response. Gently holding my hands, she walked me down the stairs where the mafia man and another very handsome man was standing, and as we came down, I looked at the mafia man and for whatever reason, he had a shovked look on his face.It made me think that he never thought I could look good.Well, I do and I knew that I loo
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The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 73: Her Safety
Lorenzo’s POVI didn’t sleep that night.Not because I couldn’t. Because I wouldn’t.Sarah lay curled against me, finally still after hours of trembling. Her face was peaceful now, but I knew that peace was borrowed. Fragile. Her breathing was even, but I felt the storm she was holding back. It pulsed under her skin, and in the small sounds she made whenever the wind knocked against the windows. Every time, I reached for her. Every time, she clung a little tighter.I kept my eyes on the ceiling, memorizing every creak in the cabin’s frame. Every groan in the wood. I tracked the trees outside by the way their shadows shifted across the floor. I listened for anything. Everything.Because I knew he was still out there.Donga.That bastard had come back, not just as a threat, but as a ghost Sarah was finally starting to lay to rest. And now, she was bleeding again.Not on the outside.But in all the places I couldn’t reach with my hands.By dawn, I had a plan. It wasn’t perfect. Plans rar
The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 72: Sarah’s Bravery
Sarah’s POVIt happened on a Tuesday.The kind of day that felt ordinary in all the right ways, socks warm from the dryer, fresh coffee in my favorite mug, and Lorenzo’s jacket draped over the kitchen chair because he never remembered to hang it up. The wind carried the smell of pine, and I had just sent my first message to a support group I found online. I was building something again. Piece by piece.I thought I was safe.I thought peace had roots now, buried deep enough that nothing could dig them up.I was wrong.I’d gone out to the clearing again, the same one I had walked to days before when I finally felt free in my body again. I’d brought my journal and a blanket, planning to spend an hour under the clouds scribbling thoughts and hopes and maybe even a letter to my younger self.The wind was softer today. The sky open and merciful.I didn’t hear him at first.Didn’t sense it.Didn’t feel the old, heavy darkness until it was already too close.The snap of a branch.I turned.An
The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 71: Peace
Sarah’s POVIt started with a single step.One step off the porch, then two. Three steps into the wind, jacket zipped, boots laced, and heart thumping like it hadn’t done something this brave in a while. I told Lorenzo I needed to walk alone today. He didn’t argue. He just gave me a thermos of tea, kissed my forehead, and said he’d be here when I got back.It’s funny, idea of freedom used to terrify me as much as I craved it. Not the philosophical kind, the kind people post quotes about. I mean real freedom. The kind that requires choice. Movement. The kind that means you step beyond your safe place and trust the world not to hurt you again.But this morning, the sunlight through the trees was too beautiful to ignore. The wind too inviting. The quiet too rich to fill with fear.I had to go.Even if it was just a mile into the woods.Even if it was just for me.The trail behind our cabin was one I hadn’t walked alone since the kidnapping. Daniel had cleared it once, back when he was
The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 70: Pain and Freedom
Sarah’s POVFor the first time in a long while, I felt like I could breathe.Not the shallow, anxious breaths I’d taken after the kidnapping. Not the trembling ones I’d hidden from Lorenzo at night. This breath was full, deep, real, grounding. The kind of breath that didn’t come with dread tangled in the back of my throat.I stood on the ridge just behind the cabin, wrapped in a blanket, watching the sunrise bleed gold across the trees. The air was crisp and still. Somewhere in the distance, water trickled through thawing ground. It felt like a beginning. Not just of spring, but of something inside me, something that had been buried under fear and pain.Healing isn’t clean. It’s jagged. Uneven. Some mornings I still woke in a cold sweat, certain I could hear the rasp of rope against wood or the sound of boots on barn floors. But those memories didn’t control me the way they used to. They no longer felt like cages. Just echoes. Old ghosts that I had stopped running from.Now, I faced t
The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 69: Monster Donga
Sarah’s POVI didn’t sleep much.Even though I was safe. Even though Lorenzo barely left my side, even to breathe. My body knew I was free, but my mind hadn’t caught up. The dark didn’t feel like peace anymore, it felt like the barn, like rope on my wrists, like metal against my skull.I’d wake in cold sweats, breathing hard, fingers curled into fists that refused to unclench.Sometimes I screamed.Sometimes I was silent.I hated that I had spiraled again. The last time this happened, I was still back home with nanny. Why was I being so weak again?However, Lorenzo was always there. Holding me. Steady as stone. He didn’t flinch when I sobbed against his chest or when I punched the mattress in frustration because I couldn’t stop shaking at the sound of a creaking floorboard. He didn’t speak unless I asked him to. He just stayed.And somehow, that helped.Still, there were moments I hated myself for what I felt.I hated how small I was now. How fragile. Like I was made of broken glass
The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 68: A Promise to Himself
Lorenzo’s POVShe was in my arms, but it still didn’t feel real.Ny wife, barely able to stand, but alive.I held her like the world would tear her away again if I let go. Her breath hitched against my chest, every inhale a sob, her fists gripping my jacket like she didn’t believe I was real.Truth be told, I wasn’t sure either.The barn reeked of rot and rust. One of the men was still groaning in the corner, gut-shot, barely breathing. I didn’t care. Not yet. My whole body was coiled tight, every muscle ready to snap. But I forced myself to focus on her first.“You’re safe,” I whispered, one hand cupping the back of her head, fingers brushing over a swollen welt behind her ear. Rage flared again. “I’ve got you.”I lifted her gently, cradling her against my chest. She was lighter than she should’ve been. Hadn’t eaten. They’d kept her tied up like an animal. I could feel it in the way she flinched, not from me, but from the memory of what they did.I carried her outside into the pal
The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 67: Rescue
I should have known something was wrong the moment the wind changed.It came suddenly, sharp and acrid, like sweat and smoke and blood. It wasn’t the cool, clean breeze I’d grown used to on the ridge behind the safehouse. I paused halfway through my usual walk, turning to glance back at the small cabin nestled between the trees. Everything looked the same. Quiet. Still.But my skin prickled.“Daniel!” I screamed, stumbling backward, as I saw him fall like a pack of card on the floor, already looking lifelessThree of them. Maybe four. Faces wrapped in cloth, eyes cold and distant, like they weren’t even human anymore. Just shadows with weapons.I could see from a distance that there were other men in total black, like the guards of the mansion but they seemed to actually attack the maids. It was definitely not our guards. Daniel tried to stand. He made it to one knee before the second man kicked him full in the ribs, a crack echoing through the clearing. I couldn’t move. My feet we
The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 66: Shame and Anger
“You left her alone, didn’t you?” He said with a wicket glint in his eyes. I blinked. “What did you say?” He chuckled. “Sarah. How is she? Still making that jasmine tea at sunset?” He questioned. The look in his eyes told me that he was sure of what she was saying because she truly recently had been obsessed with Jasmine tea. The room dropped ten degrees. No. No, he couldn’t have I grabbed him by the collar, yanked his face up until we were eye to eye. “You stay the hell away from her.” “Oh, Lorenzo,” he said, voice a murmur. “I’ve already been.” I froze. No, he was bluffing. Had to be. Sarah was safe. I’d left her with Daniel, the only man I trusted enough to guard what mattered most. My wife. My reason. My center. But Donga… Donga was looking at me like the devil already had her by the throat. I shoved him back down and turned, pulling out my phone as I stormed out of the room. My fingers moved too fast, too clumsy, as I called Daniel. Ring. Ring. Voicemail. I tried
The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 65: Sarah’s Fear
The moment Lorenzo walked out the door, the air in the room changed. It was as if the light had dimmed on purpose, as if the walls knew and mourned with me. I sat frozen on the edge of the bed, the last words he spoke still echoing through the hollow of my chest: “I’ll come back, Sarah. I promise.”But promises meant nothing when you were going up against Donga.I hugged my arms around myself, rocking slightly, eyes locked on the empty space where Lorenzo had stood only moments ago. The silence left in his wake was unbearable. I listened , not for footsteps, because I knew he was long gone, but for anything, anything at all that could tell me this was just a nightmare and not the cruel reality we had both been dragged into.My father, Donga. I hate saying his name, even in my own mind. It tastes bitter, like ash and rust. To the world, he was a ghost cloaked in violence, an outlaw whose name stirred fear even in hardened men. To me, he was a prison guard in a home that never knew peac
