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Chapter 41

I woke up late.I remember Mrs Thornton trying to calm me down in the hallway. “You're not as alone as you think.”The mansion was quiet again. My body ached, my head pounded, and the memory of last night clung to my skin like smoke. The flash of the gunshots the blood on Leo's hands and Marcello's voice.“It's not worth your life.”I stayed in bed until the sun reached its peak and shadows slanted across the floor.Then I got up.The halls were cleaner than yesterday. Like the blood and chaos had been scrubbed from the tiles overnight. But I still saw it. Not the stains, but the echoes. The moment it all changed.On my way downstairs to the kitchen, unsure of what I was looking for, I found Leo.He stood at the far end of the hallway near one of the arch windows, arms crossed, a faint bruise blooming across his jaw. He still wore a black shirt again but the highlights of the bandage wrapped around his sides could be seen.But he looked like none of it had happened.Our eyes met but n

Last Updated : 2025-07-14

Chapter 42

He didn't yell. He didn't slam the door. He didn't even look at me again.He just walked out.I stood there—numb, cold, rooted to the floor as if his words had physically shackled me in place. My heart pounded against my ribs, but my lungs refused to cooperate. What consequences? I didn't have to wait long to find out.It wasn't long before I heard footsteps. Marcello stood in the doorway, his expression unreadable.“Come with me,” he said. No explanation.“I didn't do anything,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.“Not my call,” he said.I didn't scream or even argue when he grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the office.I followed him down unfamiliar corridors I'd never seen before.I knew what was coming.The deeper we went, the colder the air grew. The marble gave away to concrete. Then stone. Then rusted iron. The walls looked like they hadn't seen daylight in decades.Marcello didn't say anything, he just unlocked a heavy door, shoved it open and stepped aside.I looked ins

Last Updated : 2025-07-15

Chapter 43

"I hate you.”Then he stopped.“I know.” With that he left.Everything hurts…Not in the screaming, sharp kind of way, but in the dull, lingering ache of a body that's about to fall apart.My skin felt too tight, my breath too heavy, and my bones…hollow.The darkness I'd grown used to was gone.But the silence? That stayed.The tiniest ray of light made me close my eyes tightly. I didn't register Mrs Thornton's voice at first. It was muffled through a haze of exhaustion and terror.“Hurry up with the door.”I heard steps approach me and instinctively flinched when I felt hands touch me, recoiling with the little energy I had.“She’s burning up…she's barely breathing. My God, what did you do to her?” Mrs Thornton's voice cracked, not like anger, but disbelief.“Don't…” I rasped, my voice cracked and dry. “Just leave me alone…don't look at me.”Mrs Thornton crouched beside me. “Honey, easy, it's just me.” Her voice was low like she was talking to a wounded animal. “You're safe now, Lena

Last Updated : 2025-07-16

Chapter 44

I woke up choking on air.My throat burned, my hands clawed at invisible walls. For a moment, I was still—there, in the dark, sealed in a box like a buried sin.But the walls were cream-coloured, not cement.The light was golden, not pitch black.And I was breathing.Barely.I pressed my palm to my forehead and sat up slowly. The blanket slid off my shoulders like silk. The robe clung to my sweat-soaked body.The familiar smell of broth made my stomach churn. “Good morning, honey.” It turned and saw Mrs Thornton next to me with a tray of broth.“Want to try a bit this morning.”She had been here since they pulled me out of the darkness—that cage. Her steady presence kept me tethered when my nightmares threatened to swallow me whole. Every day she brought warm broth, soft blankets, and a kindness I am still quite skeptical about.She never mentioned my scars even though she couldn't keep her eyes off them while she helped me take a bath.Had she told Leo about them?I reached for the s

Last Updated : 2025-07-17

Chapter 45

My fingers trembled as I slid the paper from under the mattress, holding it up to the dim light.I sat on the edge of my bed, the paper trembling in my hands, my pulse a frantic drumbeat.The handwriting was sharp, deliberate, like it had been carved with a knife. No signature, no clue, just a message that felt like it had been written in my own blood.I wanted to run to Leo, tell him and watch his face harden as he barked orders to his guards. But I didn’t. Not because I trusted him—God, no—but because I was tired of being the scared girl who needed saving. If someone in this house wanted me gone, I’d find out who. And why.The mansion was too quiet, the kind of quiet that hides a storm. I tucked the note into the waistband of my leggings, pulling my hoodie low over my face and made my way downstairs.Mrs. Thornton was my first thought. She’d been my anchor, the only one who hadn’t looked at me like I was a problem to be solved. But she’d betrayed me once, running to Leo with my secr

Last Updated : 2025-07-18

Chapter 46

Leo’s dismissal last night stung, but it wasn’t new. He’d always been a wall—cold, unyielding, and impossible to read. Yet, if felt like he was hiding something or he was equally confused?I didn’t trust him. I couldn’t. But I wasn’t sure I trusted myself either.My fingers grazed the pendant around my neck. It was one of the few things I’d kept through the years of my parents’ neglect and violence. I didn’t know where it came from, only that it was mine, a fragment of a past I couldn’t piece together.The air was crisp, biting, and I inhaled deeply, letting it burn my lungs. For a moment, I could pretend I was somewhere else—somewhere the walls didn’t whisper threats. His balcony view did surpass my previous room's view.“Lena, honey, what were you thinking last night?” Mrs. Thornton’s voice startled me, and I spun around, my heart lurching.She stood in the doorway, her apron dusted with flour, her eyes sharp with worry and something sterner—disapproval. “Wandering around during a l

Last Updated : 2025-07-19

Chapter 47

Three weeks later.The mansion had settled into an uneasy pattern. Nicole's visit had become a regular disturbance.She’d slip into the estate like a ghost, her words sharp and seductive, urging me to run, to escape Leo’s iron grip.She'd cornered me in the gardens, her words dripping with honeyed venom, urging me to run, to “free myself” from Leo's gilded cage. Each time, her eyes cleaned with a mix of pity and manipulation, as if she knew something I didn't.“You're wasting away here, Lena,” she'd whisper.“You're not his. You're no one's. Just leave.” I'd nod, say nothing and watch her slip away, her words gnawing at the edges of my resolve.But running? Where would I go? The Ghost Clan's bounty on my head hadn't vanished, and Leo's world, suffocating as it was, was the only thing keeping me alive.The dining room was empty, the long table set for a meal no one was eating. I’d hoped to find Leo there, instead, I found Liza, one of the maids who’d whispered about me in the halls.Sh

Last Updated : 2025-07-20

Chapter 48

I found Mrs Thornton in the kitchen that morning, her hands dusted with flour as she kneaded dough. The warmth of her presence was a stark contrast to the cold dread coiled in my chest. She glanced at me, her eyes soft but piercing, like she could see the storm brewing inside me.“You’re quieter than usual, honey,” she said, her voice gentle as she shaped the dough. “What’s weighing on you?”I hesitated, my fingers tracing the rim of a coffee mug. The truth clawed at my throat, but I couldn’t tell her everything—not about Nicole’s whispers, not about my plan.“I just… I don’t know if I belong here,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “I keep thinking about what’s out there, what I’m missing. But I’m scared, Mrs. Thornton. Scared of staying, scared of leaving.”She paused, wiping her hands on her apron, her gaze steady. “This place… it’s not kind to soft hearts like yours, Lena. But running? That’s a different kind of danger. You’ve seen what’s out there—the Ghost Clan, peopl

Last Updated : 2025-07-21

Chapter 49

LEO'S POVThe mansion was too damn quiet tonight, the kind of silence that crawls under your skin and makes your blood hum with unease.I’d gotten into the habit of checking on Lena, slipping into my room where she slept—my bed, my sheets, her small frame curled up like she could disappear into them.I told myself it was about control, keeping tabs on the woman I’d bought, the one who’d somehow become more than a transaction. But it was a lie. She was a crack in my armor, and every night I stood over her, watching her breathe, I felt it widen.I pushed open my bedroom door, the room was dark, the moonlight slicing through the heavy curtains, but the bed was empty. The sheets were smooth, untouched, like she’d never been there.My chest tightened, a cold, unfamiliar jolt of panic. The pendant was gone from the nightstand where she sometimes left it.I scanned the room—nothing. No sign of a struggle, no blood, no broken glass. Just absence.“Lena,” I muttered, my voice low, like she mig

Last Updated : 2025-07-21

Chapter 50

LENA'S POV The road stretched out like a dark vein through the night, the stolen car’s headlights carving a path through the industrial district’s decay.My hands shook on the wheel, Nicole’s smirk still burning in my mind—that cold, calculated smile as I’d sped off from the gas station, like she’d meant for me to take the keys, like I was still her pawn. I’d escaped Leo’s mansion, escaped her, but freedom felt like a trap I hadn’t seen yet. The pendant hung heavy around my neck, its sapphire glinting faintly in the dashboard’s glow, tethering me to a past I didn’t understand and a future I couldn’t trust.I’d been driving for less than ten minutes when I saw him—a man on the roadside, thumb out, his silhouette hunched against the cold. My heart pounded, every instinct screaming to keep going, but I slowed the car. I couldn’t keep it—Nicole might’ve rigged it with a tracker, and Leo’s reach was long. I needed to ditch it, fast, and this guy was my way out.I pulled over, the engine i

Last Updated : 2025-07-22

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