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Chapter 77: Grayson
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The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 77: Grayson
My breath came in short pants with my chest heaving and constructing from how much I had ran in such a short time.This man was unbelievable, I thought we were playing but he was more than determined to catch me.I knew very well that he hated the mention of Warren, especially when I was praising him and did that in purpose.I also knew that the hatred didn't run deep, he was just jealous everytime I spoke high of the man.“I surrender!” I yell with my hands up as he approached me, thinking that would get him off my back as I was so done with running.Unfortunately, he had no mercy on me and ticked me till I was almost on the floor, struggling to catch my breath as the more I tried, the more the air evaded me.Laughing himself too, he starts to calm down and laid his weight on me fully.He was so heavy that I could not help but grunt in slight discomfort but as uncomfortable as it was, I did not want him to get up because it was still somewhat comforting.“I love you.” He said as his
The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 76: A New Place
Standing in the midst of bushes on a steep mountain as the weather turned dark. I was staring at a beat up wodeen shed that was supposed to be our new place and to say I was disappointed would be an understatement.I was scared.The place looked haunted. The sound of the howling breeze and the sway of branches as the day got dark in the middle of nowhere was nothing short of scary.I know we left for my safety but this is extreme.The wooden doors that I think we're once brown,were now dark and had mushrooms stuck to it. The door in question was swinging open with the air and even the stick walls, had holes in them.“It looks like no one has been here since the earth was formed.” I said to Lorenzo whinjust cackled at my words and expression.Was he not finding it as crazy as I was.The could would literally kill us because this was basically living in a tree.“Come on, the inside may look better. Don't judge a book by its cover.” He said to me as he dragged out bags inside with almost
The Traitor's Daughter Chapter 75: Shut Up!
Lorenzo's P.O.V Leaving this city was a bittersweet feeling.A city that broke me but made me who I was today.The company had gang that I built, was one that I had no choice but to build, because I learnt the hard way that only with power can one protect themselves and the ones around them.I was leaving everything behind but not fully as I had my eyes and ears still here. My houses, investments, and even my company still running.My gang was not one that went out to search for trouble but was always low-key. Even being so calm, we made somany enemies who were just oppressed by our silence and might.All these could function without me, as I had programmed it that way from the start.All I needed now, was Donga in my hands.It was funny but I was somewhat glad that he was so hard to catch because that meant that my father was not careless in letting that man close, the man was just too capable.He got my father but would never get me or my wife.My days of underestimating him were g
The Traitor's Daughter chapter 74: Love and Assurance
The way life could change so fast was one thing that would always shock me. I can't believe that my life has actually come to this in such a short time. Just about seven months ago, I was in deep hell. In a place that I never thought I would escape. A hellish torment that made me make several attempts on my life because I was all alone with no help, and now, I had help. I had love and people in my corner. I had a person who would do anything he possibly could to protect me and keep me from my demons, even if it means risking what he had worked all his life for. Suddenly, life doesn't feel so bad anymore. I know that I still had that little fear in me of the unknown. That fear that this man may not be with me for very long because I knew just how disgustingly capable the monster that is supposed to be my father is, and also knew that he would never stop until he sees that I stopped breathing. In this fight, there was no in between. It's either he dies or I do. That I knew
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
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