All Chapters of CAGED BY HIM: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Tristan’s POVIvory has really been messing with my head. Her beautiful face, those delicate small lips of hers linger in my mind. I still remember the softness when I kissed them on the wedding day. I crave to feel them again, pressed against my rough ones. It's maddening how a simple kiss could mess with my thoughts like this. How did this small girl get such a grip on me? Usually, women try so hard, harder to catch my attention, but they never could. Yet Ivory, without even trying, has me wrapped around her finger, more than anyone else ever has.I have been battling these urges that are really hard to control towards her. I have been trying to stay far away from her, knowing if I don't, I might do something I shouldn't. I'm speeding towards the suite to grab this crucial file. It's strange—I've never forgotten something so important before. I thought setting the honeymoon in Greece, I could bury myself in work at the branch there instead of having a girl distract me. But here I

Ivory's POVMy eyes fluttered open to find Tristan standing across the room, his back to me. He faced the big mirror, adjusting his shirt. When he finally turned to look at me, his voice cut through the silence. "Good morning," he said. His voice was soft, but his face remained hard and cold. A shiver ran down my spine, fear wrapping around me. I was completely thrown. Why would a whole Tristan saying a 'good morning' to me?"G-good morning," I managed to stutter back. My eyes were still wide with fear. "Ivory," you'll accompany me to a lunch date. with one of my business colleagues." he stated, his voice a clear command. "O-oh," I blurted out, "But I don't have anything to wear." My voice shook and trembled as I spoke. He didn't say anything again. He just went back to adjusting his shirt. I froze, waiting for his next action, anxiety swirling in my mind. What would he do to me?He finished dressing, then checked himself in the big mirror again. After he was sure that everything

Tristan's POVDriving back to the suite, my mind was consumed by thoughts of Ivory. The image of her tear-streaked face, her trembling body haunted me. Seeing her upset yesterday struck a chord deep within me. I was really furious when that clumsy waiter spilled wine all over her. Really, was that standard service? Was that really how they trained their staff here? Last night, she had cried herself to sleep and it felt like a punch to my gut.I had taken her out to make her happy, to get a real smile out of her. And that fool ruined everything . All thanks to him. But today, I was determined to make things right. I thought about how I had planned to fix things up and I smirked.I let out a loud groan as I pulled into the driveway. "Tristan," I muttered to myself, "when did you start giving a damn about people, not to talk of their feelings? Since when?" Another groan slipped out of me. "Ivory... what have you done to me?" I parked the car and walked inside. The moment I stepped into

Ivory's POVI woke up in a daze, my heart heavy with memories from yesterday. A wave of shame washed over me, cold and suffocating. I had given my virginity to the very monster who had kidnapped me, who had threatened me, and forced me into a twisted promise of marriage.Just the night before, he had asked me to stop him. I wanted to, but my body betrayed me. My mind screamed "no," yet I craved his kisses, his touch, a twisted desire I couldn't shake. Why was my heart racing for him? Why did my body respond so eagerly to him? He had claimed me, saying, "You are mine, and you belong to me." When he asked if I belonged to him, I found myself whispering "Yes, I am yours, I belong to you." That admission crushed me.I was trapped—not just physically, but also emotionally. He had caged my desires, and I felt like I had surrendered my will to him, waiting for the moment he would toss me aside. Tears streamed down my cheeks, each drop carrying the pain of my struggles and despair. I mourned

Ivory's POVI walked Tristan's parents to their car. Today was the day they would return to the main house. I felt a twinge of sadness wash over me as I realized how much I would miss them. Over time, I had grown comfortable around them. They felt like the family I never had.Ashley pulled me in for a hug. "I'll miss you. I'll miss your food!" she said, grinning."Same here," I replied, smiling as I hugged her back."Ivory, we will really miss you. Take care of yourself, my dear," Joan said, pulling me in for a hug as well."You too, Joan," I said, smiling at her as I stepped back.Isaac chimed in, pretending to be emotional. "I will miss you, Ivory." Just as he moved in for a hug, Tristan's cold voice cut through. "Don't you dare try it!" he warned, his expression serious."Someone's getting all worked up over a simple hug," Isaac teased.I couldn't help but laugh too. I caught Tristan's gaze on me."Bye, Mr. Black," I said."Bye. Take care of yourself, dear," he replied.I waved the