Semua Bab Lies Behind Bars: The Hidden Life: Bab 1 - Bab 10

THREE YEARS LATERLila looked up at the sky; she had not seen the wall out of the prison in three years; it felt like a whole new world out here. She was expecting that Gavin would come today but no luck. He frequently visited her during the first six months of her being here, but shortly after that, he suddenly disappeared, claiming that he was expanding and could not be there again. Her only hope of seeing him was through the images on the television screen once in a very long while. "Helen's estate," she said to the cab driver as she entered the cab. As the cab moved down the road, she could vividly remember that day three years ago when she stood before the judge. He had sentenced her to seven years in prison because she was unable to pay the fine, not because she did not have it but because both her husband-to-be and her brother refused to bail her out. "You are foolish," her brother proudly said to her face. He knew very well that Lila was afraid to drive at night and would mo

"Boss, that woman is out of prison." Damien looked up from his table and took his glasses off his face. "She is out?" his voice came out rough. He cleared his throat and his assistant nodded his head."Yes, she is out." "But she was given seven years, and she has only spent three," Damien said, and the boy in front of him nodded. "She got out for good behaviour and being a model inmate," Gray explained. "Are you telling me that our system is so fucked up that they let a murderer leave because she acted like she was sorry?" Damien asked, slamming his fist to the table. "She was not even given the maximum punishment, and she was still let out early?" he was shaking furiously in his seat. Gray stood there anticipating whatever requests or orders he might want to give him. "What should I do?" Gray asked when Damien did not say anything but sat there in silence, probably thinking about his wife-to-be, who was killed by this woman who was now freely roaming the streets."I wanted her cl

Lila wanted to escape this man, but he stood by her side. Somehow she thought that her brother would come to her rescue, but instead of doing that, he was chatting away with people from the party. She looked at him and sighed; he was such an outgoing person, and she wondered how he did it. She had barely had a full conversation and felt like her social battery was dead. If she had needed to make small talk, she would, but she especially did not want to do that. How could her brother be so cruel and push her out of the house just after she had gotten home from jail? She now hated crowds and gatherings like this so much because every day in that prison yard felt like a big sad and lifeless party she was forced to partake in. There were no foods, jesting, dancing, or laughing; only brutal fights and bullying, which she managed to so very much escape every time. "So I have never seen you around?" Daimen started the conversation, hoping to get something out of her. Everyone knew her bro

"I do not want you to nurture that thought in your mind," Sam said as they sat at the back of the Mercedes-Benz that was driving them home. "Why are you taking my car home when you did not come in it?" Damien asked, ignoring the many things Sam had been saying since they got into the car. Sam knew at once that Damien had approached this girl intentionally. There was no way he just managed to stumble on her; his goal was to avenge his fiancee's death, and Sam could not tell how far he could go. He was afraid his friend might end up in jail for doing what he should do. "Amber would not..." The words were barely out of Sam's mouth when he was backed up to the corner of the car. His back to the door and Damien's hand on his neck, choking him and staring deeply into his soul. "Come on, man," he let out in a strained voice as he coughed and tried to free himself, but the grip was strong and painful. "Take Amber's name out of your mouth," Damien let out slowly. "Why? Just because I mana

Damien stood in front of the Voss building as he eyed it up and down. He wondered how he was going to tell Mr. and Mrs. Rosa Voss that their daughter's murderer had been released and that she was roaming freely. Mr. Kevin Voss had blamed Damien for the death even when they convicted the murderer. He had been against their marriage as he wanted her to get married to Oliver Carson since their family was already doing business with the Carsons, but because of how much he loved his daughter, he had to give in when she pestered him and when she was brought back to him dead.He swore never to forgive Damien and that woman for taking the life of his daughter from him. Rosa, on the other hand, did not know how to process the pain, so she just withdrew and became a shell of herself. The Voss family, who were popular for appearances at parties and were part of the socialite group, were suddenly missing from society.He was led in by the butler who said not a word to him; he was just getting to