All Chapters of Trapped In My Husband’s Golden Cage : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

56 Chapters

Chapter 21: “Serena’s Deadly Alliance”

SERENA’S POV"Help! Somebody help me!"My voice ran through the concrete walls like a spark of electricity, swallowed by the withdrawal of power. It happened automatically, uninspired by footsteps, or voices. Just the horrible quiet of being completely alone.My head pounded like someone was intentionally hitting it with a hammer. I reached up and touched the back of my skull, feeling sticky wetness. Blood. My blood.I looked around the cell, blinking hard to clear my vision, trying to believe what I was seeing. Frieda was gone. The floor where they'd held her down still had dark stains. I could see more blood."Frieda?" I called out weakly. Nothing.Hours crawled by like a snail. I tried the door a hundred times, but it was solidly locked. I screamed until my throat was raw, I cried until I had no tears left. I sat in the corner, hugging my knees, trying not to fall apart completely.My stomach twisted with hunger, and my mouth was so dry I could barely swallow.Then I heard footstep

Chapter 22: “You’re Going To Help Us Destroy Michael”

FRIEDA’S POV"Wake up, princess. We're almost there."The voice cut through the fog in my head. My eyes cracked open, everything blurry and spinning. Pain throbbed behind my temples, like someone was drilling into my skull.I tried to move my hands, but they were bound with zip ties, tight enough to cut into my wrists. A gag was stuffed in my mouth, tasting of an acidic chemical.The world came into focus slowly. I discovered I was in the back of a van, lying on a cold metal floor. I saw gray light through the tinted windows and the ocean stretched out beside us, endless and dark.Four men sat around me, all dressed in black tactical gear and armed. They weren't looking at me like I was human, but a cargo.My head still spun from whatever Patricia had injected me with and memories kept flashing behind my eyes like glitching footage. I reflected on the fire, Michael’s laughter and Claudia standing over my parents' bodies."Claudia Hart killed them."The words I'd said before everything

Chapter 23: “Where Is Frieda?”

GARRETT’S POV"Get up! Get up, now!” I woke to the sound of my own voice echoing inside my head. My skull felt like it had been split open with an axe. Everything hurt. My neck, my back, my arms.Where was I? I looked around. The storage room. Davina. The syringe. My memory came rushing back.I pushed myself up off the cold floor, my body protesting every movement. How long had I been out? Minutes or hours?Then, like a whirlwind, I heard it. Chaos outside the door.Alarms blaring, with people screaming. Gunfire scattering across everywhere."What the hell?"I threw myself at the door. It was locked. I slammed my shoulder into it, pain exploding through my arm, but it didn’t budge.Again, but harder this time. Again and again.The lock finally gave way with a crack. I stumbled into the hallway, and my blood turned to ice.The mansion was a war zone.Armed men in black tactical gear were everywhere, trading shots with Michael's security forces. Bodies on the floor, blood on the wal

Chapter 24: “We All Burn Together”

MICHAEL’S POV"Sir, they've breached the east wing. We're losing ground."I stared at the twelve screens mounted on my office wall, watching my empire crumble in real time. Flames consuming the library. Armed mercenaries storming through hallways I'd walked a thousand times. Bodies everywhere.I didn't blink or move, all I did was watch."Sir, did you hear me? We need to evacuate, now.""Get out, Silas.""But sir…""I said get out!"He ran away like a cheetah. The door slammed behind him, leaving me alone with the screens, and the destruction.Three wings overrun. My security forces were scattered and dying. Millions of dollars in art, furniture, and equipment being destroyed or stolen by these animals, but I didn't care about any of that.And scrolling to screen seven, I could see the medical wing, plus empty gurneys, and broken equipment. But Frieda wasn't there.While on screen three, the prison cells. Both doors were wide open, but empty.She was gone.Someone has taken what belo

Chapter 25: “The Evidence Collector”

FRIEDA’S POV"Do you see that?"Javier Hart stood at the window, his voice crawled from his lips tightly. I couldn't tell if it was as a result of shock or fear. I walked to the glass, my legs still weak from whatever they'd drugged me with. And from afar, miles away across the water, a massive fireball rose into the sky. Orange and red flames eating the horizon.The mansion.Michael's mansion, my own prison for eight years, was burning."What could have happened?" I whispered.Javier's phone rang. He picked it, after paying attention for a moment, his face went completely white."Change of plans," he said, turning to look at me. "Michael just blew up the mansion. Claudia was inside.""Is she…”"We're not sure yet because they're still trying to reach her." He ran his hand through his hair, pacing. "This changes everything."My heart started beating fast, thoughts flying across my mind like papers in the wind. And one particular thought wouldn't leave me be: If Michael destroyed the

Chapter 26: “You Turned Me Into A Monster!”

ALVIN’S POV"Get up. We need to move now."Serena’s voice thundered through the ringing in my ears. I opened my eyes to black, choking smoke rolling everywhere.My body ached. Burns on my arms, cuts on my face, blood in my mouth, but I was alive.I pushed myself up from the rubble, concrete and twisted metal clattering off my back. My hands trembled, rage alive and burning in my chest."Alvin, come on!" Serena grabbed my arm, pulling. "We need to get out before the whole place collapses."We survived only because we were in the basement when Michael triggered the detonator. The thick concrete walls shielded us. Everyone else wasn’t so lucky."Alvin, please!" Serena was coughing hard, her face covered in dust and blood.But I didn’t move. I just stared at the wreckage ahead of us.Mom's lab.The walls were gone, files and papers scattered everywhere, equipment smashed and ruined. But the filing cabinets had burst open, spilling their contents across the floor. "We need to leave immedi

Chapter 27: “Claudia's Masterpiece”

CLAUDIA’S POV"Cheers to perfection."I raised my champagne glass toward the woman slumped across me, drugged and restrained in the plush leather seat. Frieda Enriques. My masterpiece, my greatest work of art.The private jet hummed smoothly at 30,000 feet, cruising over the Atlantic. First class all the way, only the best for my final trophy.My tablet sat on the armrest, displaying real-time updates from my network. Every piece falling into place like a perfectly orchestrated symphony.Michael Van Leer: alive but in hiding. Interpol had issued an international warrant. His empire was crumbling, assets already being quietly absorbed into my shell companies. The fool thought he was building an empire, but he was just collecting pieces for me.Dr. Patricia Moore: alive, but locked in a coma after Serena’s attack. Her brilliant, twisted mind sealed away. She’d served her purpose. The drugs. The experiments. The psychological torture.Alvin: spiraling into violence, destined for arrest or

Chapter 28: “Redemption”

SERENA’S POV"Breaking news: Claudia Hart's private jet has been forced to land by military aircraft in international waters."The news anchor's voice filled the dark safe house as I sat next to Alvin, both of us staring at the television screen. My heart pounded so hard it felt like I was about to draw my last breath.“Sources confirm that fighter jets from three different countries intercepted the aircraft after receiving tips related to human trafficking. Ms. Hart has reportedly been taken into custody, along with an unidentified female passenger.”Alvin turned to look at me. "Did you know about this?"I nodded slowly, unable to take my eyes off the screen. "I arranged it.""What?"“I’ve been working on a parallel investigation, building a case for weeks.”His eyes widened. "What are you talking about?"I finally looked at him. "After my conversation with Frieda in the prison cell, I realized something. We were all just pawns on Claudia's chess board. So I decided to burn the entire

Chapter 29: “They Are Going To Pay”

SERENA’S POV "Hello, Serena," Michael said calmly. "We need to talk.""Stay away from us," I said, backing up.Michael raised his own gun, pointing it directly at my head. "You destroyed my empire, you took my wife. You ruined my reputation. Everything I built from scratch and everything I owned, you helped tear it down!""You did that to yourself.""No, you did it, you and your sister." His finger moved to the trigger. "So now I'm going to do what I should have done years ago. I'm going to erase every trace of the Enriquez family from history, starting with you."Alvin stepped in front of me. "You'll have to go through me first.""Gladly."But before Michael could fire, Davina moved. Her gun swung toward Alvin.She pulled the trigger.The shot was deafening in the small room. Alvin screamed and collapsed, grabbing his leg. Blood poured between his fingers."Alvin!" I dropped beside him, pressing my hands over the wound."Touching," Michael said, stepping closer. "But pointless."He a

Chapter 30: “A New Frieda”

FRIEDA’S POV I wiped my face roughly with my sleeve. No more crying, no more being the victim.I'd spent so long being controlled, being told what to do, being moved around like a chess piece. I'd forgotten what it felt like to make a real choice.But I have one now.I could cooperate with the authorities, testify, and disappear into witness protection with a new identity. I’ll be safe, hidden, and alone. Or I could fight back, using what I’ve learned, and take control for the first time in my life.I walked across the deck to where the lead officer stood, talking into a radio."Excuse me," I said. "I need to speak with whoever's in charge."He looked up. "That would be me. Commander Hayes.""I need to make a deal."His eyebrows raised. "A deal?""I'll testify against everyone, Michael, Claudia, Patricia, all of them. I have information, evidence, things I memorized from the documents at the coastal house, but I have conditions.""Ms. Enriquez, you're a victim here, not a suspect. You

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