Semua Bab The Billionaire Ex-Wife’s Scandalous Revenge: Bab 11 - Bab 20

~Dominic’s POV~The rain had been falling for hours, quiet but steady, the kind of sound that made the silence in my house feel heavier. I sat in the living room, staring at the half-finished glass of whiskey on the table when my phone began to buzz.Aliyah.Her name lit up the screen, and my chest tightened. I hadn’t heard from her since that night. We had dinner and Ronald held her tight in front of me.I hesitated for a second, then answered. “Aliyah?”Her voice came in shaky, barely above a whisper. “Dominic, I.... I didn’t know who else to call.”I stood up immediately. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you again?”“No, not now,” she said quickly, her breath uneven. “I just, I need to leave, Dominic. I can’t stay here anymore.”I gripped the phone tighter. “You mean leave the house?”“I mean leave everything. The city, the marriage, the name. I just want to disappear.”There was desperation in her tone, quiet, trembling desperation that made my throat go dry.“Aliyah, listen to me,” I s

~Aliyah’s POV~ The ringtone cut through the silence of my confinement like a lifeline. I scrambled toward the phone, my trembling hands barely able to hold it steady as Dominic’s name flashed across the screen. My throat tightened. I hesitated for a second, part of me was too scared to speak, too scared Ronald might hear from wherever he was, but I swiped to answer. “Aliyah?” His voice was low, calm, but with an edge of concern that nearly broke me. “Where are you? You were supposed to sneak out an hour ago.” I pressed my back against the cold wall, staring at the locked door like it might suddenly open. My voice cracked when I spoke. “He....he locked me in, Dominic.” There was silence. A heavy, suffocating kind that pressed against my ears until I could hear nothing but the thud of my own heart

~Dominic’s POV~ The moment I ended the call with Aliyah last night, something inside me sank, heavy, cold, painfully certain. The way her voice shook....the way she whispered instead of spoke, the way she rushed to end the call like someone was watching her. I knew. I knew Ronald had done something. But knowing wasn’t the same as being able to stop it. This morning, I sat in my car outside the office, the engine off, my fingers gripping the steering wheel hard enough to hurt. My phone lay on the passenger seat, the last message from her still open. > “I can’t leave. He locked me in..... The words gnawed at me, sharp and merciless. Every few seconds, my jaw clenched harder. Every breath felt heavier. I had told her we would find another chance. I had

~Aliyah’s POV~ The soft click of the door made me sit upright instantly. My heart raced, half fear, half relief. “Shh.... it’s me,” Clara whispered, slipping inside like a shadow. I flinched anyway, clutching the thin blanket around me. “Clara, you shouldn’t be here,” I murmured. She ignored the warning, kneeling beside me with a small bag in her hands. “I’ve got food. Something warm. You need it more than I do, right now.” I stared at her, blinking, unsure if I could trust this moment. He... he’ll..... “No one will see me,” she said firmly, tugging out a small container of soup and a piece of bread. “Just eat. You’re too weak, Aliyah. Look at you......shivering.” The tears I’d been holding all day returned, but I allowed them to fall fre

~Aliyah’s POV~ The house was quiet, but it wasn’t peace. It was the calm of predators circling. Every corner, every hallway, every shadow seemed like it belonged to Ronald. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the contract lying on the desk. Signed. Sealed. My obedience is officially bound on paper. The ink had barely dried, but it felt like chains had replaced my bones. My heart skipped when my phone rang, but relief came washing over my face when I saw the caller ID. It was Clara. Her voice came soft, through the phone and I wished she was right here with me. “Aliyah, how are you doing?” I steadied my breath to check if I could hear any sound of footsteps. Ronald must not hear me taking to Clara. “I, I don't know how I feel but.... I don’t want trouble,” I murmured, my voice shaking. “Y