All Chapters of Trapped as the CEO'S ex-wife : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

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Chained in silence

ISABELLA'S POINT OF VIEW His hand cracked against my cheek so hard I stumbled into the wall. “You stupid woman!” Felix roared. “Where were you thinking of going?!” “I—I wasn’t going anywhere… please, I swear—” My words broke as he shoved me to the ground. “You can’t even make a decent juice for Vanessa,” he spat, kicking me in the ribs. “Useless.” Warm blood trickled from my nose. My vision blurred, but no tears fell. I had learned not to cry—it only made him hit harder. Felix adjusted his tie, eyes full of disgust, then stormed out of the house with her. With Vanessa Page. His mistress. The door slammed. Silence. I pressed my palm against my swollen cheek and tried to breathe through the throbbing in my ribs. “Madam…” the maid’s soft voice broke the quiet as she rushed in. Her hands trembled while she dabbed at my bleeding nose with a clean cloth. “Please… try not to anger him.” “I didn’t do anything,” I whispered. My voice was flat, empty. Because this wasn’t new

Last Updated : 2025-09-18

Hope is a dangerous punishment

ISABELLA'S POINT OF VIEW The next morning, I was barely moving around the house, every step heavy. My cheek throbbed where Felix had struck me, and no matter how much concealer I patted on, the swelling was there. The mirror didn’t lie. A knock came at the door. My heart jumped. Felix never knocked, and Morgan would have called before dropping by. I opened it and froze. “Julian…” I breathed, forcing a small smile. He was standing there in his dark suit, files tucked under his arm, but his sharp eyes weren’t on the papers. They were on me. He scanned my face, lingering on the faint bruise. His jaw tightened. “Is Felix in?” he asked, voice calm but clipped. I shook my head quickly. “He’s at the company.” Julian sighed, nodding once. “I thought so. I just needed him to sign some documents. But…” His eyes softened. “Are you okay?” My stomach knotted. I looked away, clutching the door tighter. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?” I tried to laugh, but it cracked halfway. He d

Last Updated : 2025-09-18

A flicker of hope

ISABELLA'S POINT OF VIEW Morgan stormed into the mansion like a hurricane. I barely had time to stand up before her sharp eyes landed on the bruise that refused to fade on my cheek. “Are you kidding me, Isabella?” she snapped, dropping her bag on the couch. “This is bullshit. Absolute bullshit. How long are you going to let him use you as a punching bag?” I flinched at her words, clutching my arms to my chest. “Morgan… please, not so loud.” My voice came out smaller than I intended. She rolled her eyes, pacing the living room like she owned it. “Loud? Isabella, he hit you again! And you’re just standing here like it’s nothing. God, it makes me sick. Divorce him. Leave this loveless marriage before he kills you.” My throat tightened. Divorce? If only it were that easy. But how could I tell her? How could I open my mouth and say, I’m trapped in a ten-year contract, Morgan. I can’t leave. I owe him my family’s lives. I shook my head slowly, forcing a weak smile. “It’s not li

Last Updated : 2025-09-18

Unseen sparks

ISABELLA'S POINT OF VIEW I froze the moment Felix stepped through the door, the faint click of his shoes on the tile making my chest tighten. He stopped in front of me, eyes soft… impossibly soft. And then, impossibly, he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. I jerked back instinctively. Him. Felix. The same man who had made me flinch at the sound of his voice, the same monster who left bruises like ugly memories on my skin… was now… smiling? Gentle. Tender even. “You sent me flowers,” I said, my voice trembling more from fear than anger. He tilted his head, that infuriating smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “So… it’s a crime to send you flowers?” His tone was teasing, light, like he wasn’t capable of cruelty at all. My stomach churned. I wanted to run, to scream, to remind myself that this was the same man who could turn into a beast at any moment. And yet… I couldn’t move. He was too close, too intoxicating, too impossibly human in this moment. “Felix…” My vo

Last Updated : 2025-09-18

Tremor behind doors

ISABELLA'S POINT OF VIEW I woke up to the soft brush of lips against mine. My eyes fluttered open, and there he was—Felix. Sitting at the edge of the bed, staring at me with an expression I couldn’t read. Worry, tenderness, something else… something new. Something I've never felt in ten years. “Felix…” My voice was barely a whisper. He smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair from my face before pecking my lips again. “I’m staying home tonight,” he murmured, voice low and gentle. I blinked at him, heart thudding in a way I hadn’t expected. “You… you should go. work… The company…” He shook his head, brushing my cheek with the back of his hand. “No. Not tonight. Tonight, I’m here. With you.” I wanted to argue, but the way he looked at me—so completely serious yet tender—made my words catch in my throat. I let him stay. When he finally left later that evening, I exhaled, a small smile tugging at my lips. I guess everything is working out… I whispered to myself, feeling the

Last Updated : 2025-09-18

The truth behind the contract

ISABELLA'S POINT OF VIEW The door flew open and my heart nearly stopped. It was Felix.My breathing came out fast and uneven, fear clawing at my throat. His eyes darted to the floor, and then to me. The moment his gaze landed on what I held, they widened, and rage darkened his face.“What were you doing there? What are you doing with that?” His voice was sharp, full of venom.I stumbled back, clutching the papers as if they could shield me. “You want to explain this?” My voice broke as tears blurred my vision. “You want to explain what this contract means?”He frowned, his anger flickering for a second before twisting into something cruel. A smirk curved his lips. He stopped charging, his steps slowing as he began to walk toward me with the calmness of a predator.The smirk on his face made my stomach twist. He was enjoying this. The way he slowed down, the way his eyes stayed locked on me like I was a cornered animal.“You really think you can play games with me, Isabella?” he asked

Last Updated : 2025-09-23

A cage called marriage

ISABELLA'S POINT OF VIEWI sat on the edge of the bed, my eyes fixed on nothing, yet everything seemed to blur and twist together. My fingers pressed against my temples as if I could squeeze out the truth hiding in my skull. Married to Julian? Or Felix? I didn’t know anymore. My mind felt like a whirlwind that refused to stop spinning. Every time I closed my eyes, the words replayed in my head. Julian Salvatore.My chest rose and fell quickly, shallow breaths betraying the storm inside me. Maybe I was losing it. Maybe I was delusional. Ten years of confusion, manipulation, and silence were finally cracking me open like glass. I wanted to scream, but no sound left my throat. I wanted to run, but I had nowhere to go.“God,” I whispered into the silence. “Please, just let me wake up from this nightmare. Please.”I waited for something. A sign, a voice, anything that could remind me that my life wasn’t completely twisted beyond repair. But nothing came. Just the cold air of the room, the

Last Updated : 2025-09-23

Cracks in the cage

ISABELLA'S POINT OF VIEW I woke up with a heaviness in my chest that refused to go away. Felix’s words from the night before played over and over in my head, clinging to me like a curse. You’re not going anywhere. Be a dutiful wife or your family pays the price.The morning felt colder than usual. Two guards lingered by the door of my bedroom, pretending to stand at ease but really making sure I didn’t step foot outside without permission. Even when I went to the bathroom, I could feel their presence just beyond the door, like shadows that refused to leave me alone. My life had always been under Felix’s thumb, but now the leash had been pulled so tight I could hardly breathe.The hours dragged. I sat by the window for what felt like forever, staring at the trees swaying outside and wondering what freedom would taste like. I was stripped of even the simplest choices. I couldn’t walk out, couldn’t call anyone, couldn’t do a single thing without permission.By evening, the silence of th

Last Updated : 2025-09-23

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