บททั้งหมดของ Knots & Tie : บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Honey.I shook my head and stepped back from him. I wouldn't have any freedom if Lorenzo decided to take a break from work and spend the whole time with me. Just thinking about it overwhelmed me.“No, you don't have to take any break from work,” I said. “It is okay, I am not that bored. I will find something to do while you are gone”He arched his brow. “Are you sure?”I rubbed my palms on my dress and nodded. “Yeah, you don’t need to worry about me.”“Alright then, I wouldn’t stay if you are okay with that.”“Of course, I am.” He nodded and walked to the wardrobe. I folded my hands together and watched him remove a towel from a hanger. “How was dinner?” I asked.I wanted to ask if Carlo was still around, but I feared that Lorenzo would become more suspicious if I asked about Carlo directly. He looked at me and started unbuttoning his shirt. “Dinner was okay. Although it would have been better if you had finished with us.”I rubbed the side of my neck and smiled stiffly. “I am sorr

Honey.I waited for Lorenzo’s car to leave before making my move. I rushed to the drawer and took out some cash before making my way to the door. I couldn’t stay in the Villa anymore. Not when I had no idea what I was up against. I looked down at the money in my hand and gripped it tightly. I didn't know where I was, but I knew where I was going. The amount of money I had taken should be enough to get to where I wanted to be. But all the hope inside me burned to ashes when I yanked at the doorknob. It didn't budge. In disbelief, I pulled the knob again. Still, it didn't budge.I stepped back in shock.Did Lorenzo lock me up in the bedroom?I shook my head, brushing the thoughts away. There was no way Lorenzo would do that. He had no right to lock me up. I yanked the doorknob forcefully, but despite all my effort, it didn't open. Feeling suffocated, I stepped back and went to sit on the floor beside the bed. He had never locked me up before until now.Why did he do that now?Was h

17: You Don’t Get To Say Sorry.Honey.I didn't look back as I ran. Not even once. Immediately, I got to the bedroom, shut the door, and put the lock in place. I looked around the bedroom for a place to hide or for something I could use to protect myself. I was still searching through one of the cabinets in the closet when the door rattled as someone tried to push it open from outside. I froze. My eyes widened as I looked at the closed door.That was Carlo!He must have caught up with me. I ran my hands through my hair and gripped it tightly. What was I even thinking, I should have known Carlo would search the bedroom for me. My heart raced a thousand miles as I kept imagining multiple ways he could kill me. The surrounding area around the Villa was deserted. He could kill me and easily get rid of my body without anyone batting their eye. Lorenzo wouldn't even suspect a thing. Nobody would know what was going to happen to me. I closed my eyes and covered my ears, forcing myself to b

Lorenzo.I sat alone in the bedroom, holding Honey’s portrait. It was hard to believe it had been three months since I last saw her. Three whole months with no idea of her whereabouts. My hands tightened around the picture frame. I bit my finger as the familiar ache in my chest started to grow stronger.We had everything planned out. We could have been a perfect family. A happy one even, but fate had a plan of its own. It took Honey away from me. I had searched for everything for her. Spent a fortune just to hear anything important about what had happened to her. The last message she had sent to me was that she was going to pick up Amelia because her rental car had broken down by the road, but hours passed by, and still, Amelia never saw her. Nobody I had come across saw her when she left, nobody knew what had happened to her. Leo had been crying for his mother. Everyone had felt her absence and I had had to be the one to put on a front that everything would be fine. If I didn't do t

Honey. All through the drive back home, I didn't say anything. I was still shaken by Michael's death. Yes, I was glad he would no longer be a threat to me, but given that just some days ago, I had thought he was my husband, it made it a little difficult to take in his death. The drive back home took approximately three hours before the car parked before a mansion. Immediately, I got the feeling of a deja vu and remembered the moment Michael had taken me to the Villa. Despite knowing that I was with the real Lorenzo, I still felt uneasy while standing before the mansion. I observed the building and sighed. I have been there many times. I knew that for sure, I could feel it in my bones. Lorenzo got out of the car and I looked at him. “Is this where we live?" He frowned at my question and asked, “Why did you ask that?” I blinked and looked away. It slipped my mind that Lorenzo had no idea that I had Amnesia. “Don’t pay attention to what I say. It is nothing.” Lorenzo arched his