All Chapters of Forced into his world : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Tristan’s POV After the meeting, I walked Louise to the car. We didn’t say much. Just held hands for a moment. She smiled at me, a real one, not forced. I opened the door for her, and she slid in quietly. Her father gave me a nod before driving off. I stood there for a while, watching the car disappear down the road. Then I sighed and got into mine. The drive home was quiet. The streets were mostly empty, lights from the stores glowing like soft stars. I turned the music down low and let my thoughts run wild. The meeting had gone better than I expected, but it was still heavy. My mother. Olivia. The things they said. The way Louise held herself. The way she spoke. She was strong. I saw it in the way she didn’t flinch. In the way she replied to my mother with respect but didn’t let her words go unchallenged. The way she reminded all of us that she didn’t come to be accepted. She came because she knew her worth. By the time I got home, I was tired. Not just in my body, but in my mi

Tristan’s POV I rolled over and reached for my phone. It was barely 7:30 a.m., but I wanted to make sure everything had gone smoothly. I called the florist. “Good morning, Raphael’s Private Florist. How may I help you?” “This is Tristan Pierre. I just want to confirm if the delivery I ordered for Louise Gael was sent this morning.” “Oh yes, Mr. Pierre. The bouquet went out exactly as scheduled. A large set of fresh white lilies and soft pink roses, with the card message you left. It should be arriving right about now.” “Good. Thank you.” I hung up and sat at the edge of my bed, running my hands through my hair. I hoped the flowers made her smile. Louise had a quiet sadness to her, the kind that lingered even when she wasn’t saying anything. And after everything, the meeting, the stares, the way Clara looked at her, I wanted her to know she wasn’t alone in all this. By the time I stepped into the dining room, Henri and Lea were already seated. “Morning,” I said. “Look who’s f

Tristan’s pov The sun hadn’t even climbed fully into the sky when I woke up. My room was quiet. Too quiet.I sat on the edge of the bed, ran my hands through my hair, and reached for my phone. The first thing I did was call the florist to confirm the bouquet had been sent out to Louise.“Yes, Mr. Pierre,” the woman on the other end said. “It was delivered early this morning, just as requested.”I nodded and ended the call.Good.I showered, dressed in a crisp white shirt and navy pants, and headed downstairs for breakfast. The smell of fresh croissants, butter, and eggs filled the air. Clara had instructed the staff to prepare a full spread, but I wasn’t in the mood for all that.Henri was already at the table, sipping coffee and scrolling through his phone.“Morning,” he said, eyes still on his screen.“Morning.”I poured myself some coffee and joined him at the table. The silence was comfortable until he looked up.“Don’t forget,” Henri said, “your suit testing is at noon.”“I reme

Tristan’s POVThe sky got darker, and it was time to go home.We got into the car, and we headed straight to the Gael mansion. Louise had been quiet since we left the lookout point. I could tell she had a lot on her mind that was bothering her.Her finger still gently brushing against mine, she didn’t speak much, but she didn’t need to. I could tell being with me, being seen, made her feel at peace. And that was all she needed in this chaos, peace.As she unbuckled her seatbelt, I walked around and opened the door for her. She gave me a soft smile as she stepped out.“Thanks for coming to steal me,” she said, smiling from ear to ear.“You don’t need to thank me. I’d do it over again if I have to,” I replied with a grin.Before I could say goodbye, the front door opened. It was Louis Gael. He stepped out, still in his suit from the day. He looked surprised, then pleased.“Tristan, it’s good to have you here,” he said, walking towards us. “You’re just in time for dinner. Join us.”“Good

Louise’s pov It was a day to Tristan’s birthday and I was so excited about it.I woke up much earlier than usual, my heart was fluttering with excitement. I went to Elodie’s room, she was still asleep. So I woke her up with a kiss on her forehead.“Morning sissy,” I said with a big grin on my face.“Good morning, Lou” she replied with a sleepy voice rubbing her eyes. “You look extremely happy and energetic this morning,” she mumbled.“I am,” I grinned tossing the duvet aside. “It’s Tristan’s birthday tomorrow.”“You’ve gone soft, Louise. One would not even believe this marriage was arranged.” Elodie groans as she rolls over.“That’s good, I never knew liking a man would feel this way.” I said hoping off the bed. “Can I go back to bed now” Elodie asked still looking sleepy. “Besides, I’m not the one he is getting married to, at least can I sleep?.” “You’ve promised to help plan,” I muttered acting like a cute baby that needed attention. “At 06:00am in the morning?, woman leave my