Semua Bab Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss : Bab 121 - Bab 125

VENUSThere’s a certain kind of terror that settles deep in your bones when you know you only get one chance. One single shot, and if you miss it, you’ll never get another.That’s what it felt like. Every second with Gerald in that cabin was a countdown not to freedom, but to the part of me that was still alive burning out completely. I’d already felt pieces of myself slip away every time I lied, every time I smiled when I wanted to scream, every time I let him touch me without flinching.And I knew—I knew—if I stayed here much longer, there’d be nothing left to save. Not even for Aaron.So the plan came simple. Brutal. Dangerous.I wasn’t waiting for a miracle.I was going to carve my own way out.---The next day, Gerald woke me before dawn. He was humming, that same broken tune he always hummed when he thought he was happy. He laid out breakfast, told me I looked beautiful even though I knew I was a ghost in torn pajamas, and pressed a kiss to my forehead before heading out again.

VENUS There’s a special kind of madness that grows in captivity. It doesn’t happen all at once. It builds. Quietly and patiently. Like moss creeping up a stone wall, covering everything until you can’t remember what the bare surface even looked like. That’s what I was now. Covered in it. Wrapped tight in Gerald’s madness, in the stink of stale fear and the thick silence of this cabin that had become my purgatory. Every day was the same. Every breath felt borrowed. But this day—this particular day—I felt it in my gut. Something had shifted. The air smelled different. Charged. And shifts? Shifts meant opportunity. --- Gerald had gone out early that morning. Same as every day, his strange little ritual that took him beyond the treeline where I couldn’t see him. I didn’t know what he did out there, and honestly, I didn’t care. It was the only window of time I had to remember what my own heartbeat sounded like without his eyes on me. For the last three days, I’d been working o

AARONThe second time her voice came through the phone, it tore me apart and stitched me back together in the same breath.“Hello?”“Aaron?” A sob ripped out of her, weak and broken. “Aaron, oh my God—”“Venus?” My voice cracked, a sound I didn’t know I could make. My hand clenched around the phone so hard my knuckles turned white. “Oh my God, Venus? Where are you? Who’s with you? Talk to me, baby. Please, talk to me.”“I don’t know,” she cried, words tumbling out in jagged pieces. “I don’t know where I am—Gerald, he—he took me, he—” She sounded shattered, barely holding on, and I swear the world tilted off its axis.And then chaos erupted on her end—a scuffle, a muffled cry—and the line went dead.The silence that followed wasn’t silence at all. It was the sound of my own pulse exploding in my ears. It was a thousand knives carving rage and fear into my bones.When I looked up, every eye in the room was on me. Connor. Sabine. My mother. They’d all heard it. They’d all heard her.“She