Lahat ng Kabanata ng CAGED BY HIM: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Tristan's POV As I headed towards the empire, I felt a mix of urgency and concern. Ivory was asleep, and I had checked on her to ensure she was okay before leaving. The house was secure, with every door and window reinforced. No threat, not even a damn toxic gas, could breach the defenses. Recalling how the recent events had weighed heavily on my mind, igniting my anger. Yesterday night brought a flicker of joy when Ivory allowed me to touch her. It felt like a small victory as she didn't pull away. For the first time in what felt like ages, since the incident, I experienced relief. I had learned my lesson the hard way and would make sure I never allow this mistake to happen again.Doubts crept in. What if it was just a temporary response to the situation? What if she never forgives me and still wants to leave? The thought made me sigh. I knew this was tough for her. I could only hope she would find it in her heart to forgive me soon.Arriving at the empire, I parked in the drivewa

Tristan's POVI felt pure joy in this moment. I glanced at Ivory. Her happiness radiated through her eyes and body language, a stark contrast to how she appeared before. I was thrilled she chose to give us another chance, and that meant everything to me. Honestly, I was terrified of being turned away. The thought of her rejecting me was overwhelming, and I didn't know if I would be able to deal with that feeling. But here we are together, and that feeling of relief was immense.I've never wanted anything as much as I want Ivory. No one has ever made me feel the way she does. My feelings for Ivory are deeper than I ever thought possible, and I'm incredibly grateful she believes in us again. She's given me the opportunity to show her I can make things right.Once we arrived home, I jumped out of the car and hurried to open the car door for her. Together, we walked into the house. When we reached our room, I turned to her, "Thank you, Ivory, I said. "Despite everything I've done, you st

Ivory's POV I was nestled against Tristan in the lounge of the room, with a movie playing softly in the background. My eyes were glued to the screen, while Tristan busily typed on his phone. Suddenly, his phone erupted with a loud ringtone, pulling my attention away from the screen."Sorry," he said softly, gently pulling away from me and heading to the balcony. I heard him call out, "Elijah," and a wave of sadness washed over me, realizing that Tristan couldn't go to work because of me. I should convince him to go, now that I am better, I thought, returning my focus back to the movie.After a bit, Tristan returned. "Sorry about that. It was Elijah," he said, settling back on the couch and wrapping his arms around me again."Tristan, you should really get back to work. I'm fine now," I urged."I'm not complaining. I can stay with you a bit longer," he replied, snuggling me closer."No, please go. The empire needs you. Elijah relies on you," I insisted. "I can see the way he calls yo

Ivory's POV"Ivory, I really have to leave soon," Stella said. She had shown up at the house early this morning. When the guards had informed us about her presence, Tristan started growing worried. I would make sure to stay alert, and tell the men to stay on guard too, just in case something seemed off. I blushed remembering Tristan's worry this morning "I am scared to leave you around anyone other than my family," he had said. He wanted to stay but I had to force him to leave. "Are you sure you have to go now?" I asked."Yeah, I have a date with this hot guy," she replied, her tone flirtatious.I nodded, a small grin spreading across my face.Stella glanced at me, "So, what will you be doing once I'm gone ?" she asked, concern flickering in her eyes.I shrugged, feeling a bit perplexed. "Maybe clean or sit in the garden and feed the fish," I answered.She scoffed, "Is that really how you spend your time?""Yes," I replied "Girllllllllll, do you want to grow old in the house? You n

Ivory's POVWe're in the car, heading to the hospital, and my nerves are on edge. Sweat trickles down my palms as I grip my dress tightly. Anxiety wraps around me. Finally, we arrive. Tristan steps out and rushes to my side to help me out of the car."Ivory, are you okay?" he asks, sensing my tension."Yeah," I reply, forcing a smile that doesn't quite reach my eyes, my heart racing. "I promise, no matter what the result is, I'll always stand by you. I promise," he reassures me. I nod, grateful for his support, and manage another smile.As we walk into the hospital together, he doesn't let go of my hand. We soon find ourselves in Dr. Clarke's office."Good to see you again, Mr. and Mrs. Black," she greets us warmly. Tristan helps me sit before settling down beside me."It's nice to have you here again. How are you and the baby doing, Mrs. Black? You haven't been coming for check-ups lately," she asks, her eyes focused on me. And I felt my throat tighten at her question, and I struggl