Semua Bab The billionaire’s captive : Bab 11 - Bab 20

The next morning, Marcus left the mansion, but not before sending a team of guards to keep a watchful eye on Sophia. He instructed them to ensure her safety and comfort, and to grant her any request she might have, no matter how big or small. "Except, of course, for any attempt to escape," Marcus added, his voice firm but measured. "She is not to leave the premises under any circumstances. Is that clear?" The guards nodded in unison, their faces expressionless. "Yes, sir. Crystal clear." Marcus nodded, satisfied that Sophia would be well taken care of. He knew that she might still try to find ways to escape, but he was confident that the guards would be able to prevent that from happening. As he left the mansion, Marcus couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. He knew that he had taken a risk by kissing sophia,and now he could barely go a day without her but he needed to leave as he had a business to run. ******* Sophia paced back and forth in her room, her eyes fixed on

Marcus slowly opened his eyes, groggily taking in his surroundings. He was in Sophia’s bedroom, but he had no memory of how he got there. His head was pounding, and his mouth felt dry and sour.As he sat up, a wave of nausea washed over him, and he fell back onto the bed, clutching his stomach."Sophia," he called out, his voice weak.Sophia rushed into the room, a look of concern etched on her face. "Marcus, what's wrong?" she asked.Marcus tried to speak, but his voice was hoarse. He pointed to his stomach, and Sophia's eyes widened in understanding."You're hungover," she said, rushing to get him a glass of water.As Sophia helped Marcus sit up and drink the water, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. But it was short-lived, as another wave of nausea hit him, and he leaned over the side of the bed, throwing up.Sophia quickly grabbed a trash can and held Marcus's hair back as he vomited. She was surprised by how gentle and caring she felt toward Marcus, despite their complicated

Sophia's eyes fluttered open as she heard a faint knock on her door. It morning already,she barely slept all night and now Marcus is knocking on her door.She rubbed the sleep from her eyes, wondering why he was knocking this early,"I hope this is not about the proposal.” She murmured with a smirk on her face.As she swung her legs over the side of the bed, the knocking grew louder. Sophia's heart began to beat faster as she made her way to the door. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should check the peephole before opening the door.But something about the knocking seemed familiar, seemed...safe. Sophia's hand reached out and grasped the doorknob, turning it slowly as she pulled the door open.And then she saw him. Standing in the doorway, a hesitant smile on his face, was her father.Sophia's eyes widened in surprise as she felt a rush of joy. She hadn't seen her father in months, not since before the fire accident in the previous mansion,since she been forced to take o

As the rest of the week unfolded, Marcus and Sophia found themselves spending more and more time together. They would meet for lunch, go for walks in the park, and explore the city's hidden gems. With each passing day, they grew more comfortable with each other, sharing stories, laughter, and secrets. Sophia was amazed by Marcus's kind and gentle nature, and Marcus was captivated by Sophia's intelligence, wit, and beauty. As they spent more time together, their growing feelings for each other became harder to ignore. They would catch each other's eye, and the air would be filled with an unspoken tension. One evening, as they strolled along the riverbank, Marcus turned to Sophia and asked, "May I hold your hand?" Sophia's heart skipped a beat, but she nodded, and Marcus took her hand in his. The touch sent shivers down Sophia's spine, and she felt a sense of belonging she had never experienced before. Marcus, too, felt a spark of electricity run through his body, and he knew in tha

Sophia's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with questions and concerns. She couldn't believe her father had borrowed money from Ryder, of all people."Ryder is not a good man, Dad," Sophia said, trying to keep her voice steady. What makes you think he's doing this out of the goodness of his heart?"Her father looked down, shamefaced. "Sophia, I was desperate. I didn't know what else to do, I can’t watch you end up with that man because of my failures.”Sophia took a deep breath, trying to calm down. She needed to think clearly and figure out what to do next."Okay, Dad. We'll deal with this. But you need to tell me everything. How much money did you borrow? And what did Ryder say exactly?" Sophia asked, her eyes locked on her father's.Her father hesitated, then began to explain. "I borrowed $50,000. Ryder said I could pay it back whenever I could afford to, since I insisted on refunding him but..."Sophia's eyes widened as her father trailed off. "But what, Dad?" she pressed.Her father