All Chapters of His Unwanted Witness : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

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Lorenzo admits the truth

Lorenzo’s room was silent, except for the low sound of the waves outside the balcony. The night was calm. The sky was dark. The air felt heavy.He stood near the large window, hands in his pockets, staring out at the endless ocean. The wind pushed gently against the glass. His jaw was tense.Behind him stood one of his men — his most loyal guard, Ryker.Ryker waited quietly, watching his boss’s back. There was something different in the atmosphere. Something sharp. Something dangerous.Finally, Ryker spoke.“Sir… can I ask you something?”Lorenzo didn’t turn around.“You can.”Ryker swallowed before he said it.“Do you like her?”Silence.Lorenzo didn’t move.The question hung in the air like a knife.Ryker waited.Finally, Lorenzo turned from the window. His eyes were unreadable.“That is not the right word,” he said.Ryker frowned. “Then what is the right word?”Lorenzo walked slowly toward a table. His movements were controlled, elegant, like a panther. He poured himself a drink. T

Last Updated : 2025-12-08

the thoughts of escape

Isadora opened her eyes slowly.Morning light touched the room. Soft gold spread across the ceiling. The sheets smelled clean. The bed was warm. The air was quiet.Too quiet.She stared up at the high ceiling and lay still.Her heart beat slowly, but heavy.The first thought in her mind was sharp, clear, painful:How do I escape this hell?She turned to her side. She was alone. No chains. No ropes. No guards inside. But that did not mean she was free. She knew that.She took a deep breath.“I cannot stay here,” she whispered to herself. “I will lose myself. I will lose my mind. I have to leave.”Her hands gripped the sheets.Last night, Lorenzo had kissed her. She still felt it on her mouth. It was not gentle. It was not safe. It was possession. It was madness.She hated how her body had reacted. She hated how her heart had jumped. She hated how her breath caught. She hated herself for a second.“That kiss means nothing,” she whispered. “He is a monster.”She sat up slowly.Her mind r

Last Updated : 2025-12-08

the door that should not be found

The next morning came quietly. Soft sunlight entered the room through the curtains. The ocean waved gently outside. The mansion felt peaceful — too peaceful. Isadora sat on the edge of the bed, tying her hair back. Her body still felt heavy from last night’s tension. Lorenzo’s warnings echoed in her head. His eyes. His voice. His presence. She shook the thoughts away. She had one goal today. Find a way out. Find anything that could help her escape this island. She stood and walked to the door. She was already dressed — simple clothes Alina left for her, comfortable enough to move freely. When she stepped into the hallway, the air felt colder. She looked around carefully. The guards changed shifts every morning. She had learned that on her first day. She watched them, memorized their movement. The guards on the right side of the mansion always went downstairs first. The guards on the left moved later. Today, she saw something different. One guard — not the usual ones — walke

Last Updated : 2025-12-09

the girl in the cage

The cries echoed again.Soft, broken, desperate.Isadora pressed a hand against her chest, trying to steady her breathing. Her heart raced so loudly she could barely hear anything else for a moment. But then—Another cry.This one longer.Weaker.Full of fear.She swallowed hard.Someone was down there.A real person.A real voice.Isadora forced herself to move. Her legs felt like they were made of glass, shaking with every step. But she moved anyway.She followed the sound.The hallway grew darker the deeper she went. The lamps on the walls flickered, the air colder. Her feet were silent on the floor, but her breathing grew faster.“Hello?” she whispered softly.No answer.Only crying.She moved closer.There was a door at the very end of the hall. A metal one. Thick. Unlike the others. It had no number. No label. Nothing written on it.Just a heavy lock.Isadora reached out slowly and touched the handle.To her shock—It turned.The door wasn’t locked.She hesitated. Her throat tig

Last Updated : 2025-12-11

alina warns her

Amelia’s cries echoed through the cold room. Soft. Broken. Weak.Isadora felt her chest tighten as she knelt again beside the cage.“Amelia… I promise I will come back,” Isadora whispered.Amelia grabbed the bars with shaking fingers, her voice trembling. “Please don’t leave me. Please don’t go. He will kill me if you leave me here.”“I won’t let him,” Isadora whispered. “I swear it.”Before she could say anything else—Footsteps.Fast. Light. Familiar.Isadora froze.The footsteps came closer. Down the hall. Straight toward the room.Amelia’s eyes widened with terror. “No… no, no, please. He is coming. Don’t let him find me like this. Don’t let him see you here.”Isadora stood quickly, her heart beating hard. She turned toward the door just as it swung open.Alina appeared.Her eyes widened the moment she saw Isadora standing in front of the cage.She gasped. “No… Isadora… what are you doing here?” Her voice shook as she stepped inside. She looked terrified.Isadora stared at her. “S

Last Updated : 2025-12-12

warning

Alina led Isadora back upstairs in silence. They moved through the long hallway slowly. Isadora’s legs still felt weak. Her mind was loud. Amelia’s cries had not left her head. Every step away from that hidden place felt like betrayal. Alina stopped in front of Isadora’s room. “Come in,” Alina whispered. Isadora stepped inside. The door closed softly behind them. Alina locked it. The room felt too quiet. Isadora turned around. “She is still down there,” she said. Her voice shook. “She is still in that cage.” “I know,” Alina replied softly. “How can you say that so calmly?” Isadora snapped. Alina looked tired. Older than her years. Her eyes carried weight. “Because panic will not save her,” Alina said. “Only understanding will.” Isadora frowned. “Understanding what?” Alina walked toward the window and closed the curtains slightly. Then she turned back. “Well, Isadora,” she said quietly, “Lorenzo is not the old man you think he is.” Isadora stiffened. “What do you mean?” A

Last Updated : 2025-12-13

enjoy your control

Evening fell slowly over the island. The sky outside Isadora’s window burned orange and gold before fading into deep blue. The sound of the ocean grew louder as night approached. Waves crashed against the rocks below like a warning that never stopped. Isadora paced her room. She walked from the bed to the window. Then back again. Then to the door. Then back to the bed. Over and over. Her bare feet moved across the cold tiles. Her hands clenched and unclenched. Her mind refused to rest. “I need to leave,” she whispered. The room felt smaller at night. The shadows made the corners darker. The silence felt heavy, thick, watching her. She stopped near the window and stared out at the sea. No lights. No boats. No signs of land. Just water. Endless water. She pressed her forehead against the glass. “How did he trap so many people here?” she asked herself. Her thoughts moved fast. There were guards. Too many to fight. Cameras she could not see but knew were there

Last Updated : 2025-12-14

we cannot find Lorenzo

The room was heavy with anger and fear. Alessandro stood at the head of the table, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles were white. Maps covered the surface. Satellite images. Shipping routes. Private islands. Names crossed out in red ink. None of it mattered. Nothing had led them to Lorenzo. One of his men stood in front of him, tense and frustrated. “We traced every known route Lorenzo has ever used,” the man said. “Private ports. Offshore accounts. Old contacts. Even black-market shipping lanes.” He swallowed. “There is no trace of him. He vanished.” Alessandro’s jaw tightened. “And the island?” he asked. The man shook his head slowly. “Nothing. No registered property. No satellite match. No active signals. Whoever hid that place knew exactly how to erase it.” The words landed hard. Across the room, Isabella sat on the couch, her hands folded in her lap. She looked empty. Pale. Tired. Her eyes were dry now — not because she was fine, but because she h

Last Updated : 2025-12-15

the mask comes off

Lorenzo’s room was dark.Only one lamp was on, casting a low golden glow across the walls. The curtains were half open, letting in the moonlight from the ocean outside. The room smelled faintly of leather, wine, and something sharp.Lorenzo stood near the desk, reading through a file.Then—The door burst open.He turned instantly.Isadora stood in the doorway, breathing hard, her chest rising and falling. Her eyes were burning. Her hands were clenched into fists.For a moment, they stared at each other.He did not look surprised.Slowly, he set the file down.“How did you find my room?” he asked calmly.Isadora did not answer.She stepped inside and slammed the door shut behind her.The sound echoed.Lorenzo tilted his head slightly, studying her face.Silence stretched between them.Then he spoke again.“Alina told you?”Isadora ignored him.She walked forward until she was standing a few steps away from him. Her voice was tight but steady.“What exactly do you want from me, Lorenzo

Last Updated : 2025-12-16

seriously?

“Seriously?”Lorenzo did not laugh.He did not get angry.He only looked at her, slowly, deeply, like he had waited years to hear her say that word.“Yes,” he replied. “Seriously.”Isadora shook her head in disbelief.“You were a child,” she said again. “You were not even old enough to understand love. And because of that, you turned my life into a nightmare?”“You think I did not understand,” Lorenzo said quietly. “But I did.”She scoffed. “You were obsessed. Not in love.”His jaw tightened slightly.“You do not get to tell me what I felt,” he said.She crossed her arms, trying to steady herself.“You watched my mother from a distance,” she said. “You imagined something that never existed. And when she chose my father, you blamed everyone else.”“I did not imagine it,” Lorenzo replied. “She saved my life.”Isadora frowned. “Alina told me.”“Then listen properly,” he said.He walked toward the window, his back to her.“I was ten,” he continued. “A stupid child who ran across the road

Last Updated : 2025-12-17

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