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Chapter 61: Hospital Comes To Us

Elodie’s POVHorses.Trasto.Tras…Little Red."…needs to rest…"The voices grew fainter. The images behind my eyelids slowly faded until my thoughts began to blend with the sounds around me.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt too heavy.My head throbbed, and a dull ache spread through my body. I shifted slightly and immediately regretted it when pain shot through my ankle.A small groan escaped my lips.The voices suddenly became clearer.“She’s waking up,” someone said.My brows pulled together. Who were they talking about? Then I remembered—the barn, Trasto, the raised hoof, and the pain.My eyes flew open instantly. A white ceiling greeted me. My chest rose and fell too painfully, and I winced with every movement.I turned my head slowly. The room looked unfamiliar for a second. Then I noticed the large bed beneath me, the expensive curtains, and the dark wooden furniture.The guest room of Rodrigo’s house. I was still here.A doctor stood beside the bed, packing a few things

Chapter 62: Excuses

Valiente's POV I left Little Red's room and pulled the door shut behind me. My face was calm. At least, that's what I made it look like. But the anger burning inside me hadn't gone anywhere. It sat low in my chest, waiting. I walked down the hallway and headed outside. The moment I stepped through the doors, I saw the workers on duty that morning kneeling on the ground. The guard, the groom, and two other workers who had been around the barn. All of them kept their heads lowered. They knew why I had called them here. I stopped a few feet away from them and nobody spoke. I looked at each of them slowly, letting the silence sit. I wanted them to feel it before I said a single word. My eyes finally settled on the groom. "You," I called out. He stiffened and immediately lifted his head. His hands were shaking against his knees. "Y-Yes, young master." I peered at him. "You were the one taking care of the horses this morning?" I asked. I caught the slight quivering of his l

Chapter 63: Warm Chicken Broth

Valiente’s POVMy heavy footsteps echoed down the long hallway as I made my way to Marisela’s room.The groom had told me who instructed him to take Little Red to the barn, and my anger had shot up another level.I reached her door. I didn’t bother knocking—I didn't need to—I pushed it open.Marisela stood near the window, looking outside. She turned with a small gasp at the sound of the door opening, and her expression changed when she saw me.“Valiente.” Her voice was small and innocent. I almost laughed.I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. My fist clenched at my side.She studied me carefully, brows furrowed together. “Is she all right?” I stared at her. That question almost made me hesitate.She looked genuinely concerned. Her face was tired, and from the way she looked, it seemed she hadn’t rested since the accident.“That’s the first thing you ask?” I uttered with an almost mocking smirk.Her brows pulled together. “Of course. I was worried about her.”I scoffed. "We

Chapter 64: Find Someone To Punish

Elodie's POV The chicken broth tasted heavenly.I took small sips, gently chewing the tender meat as the warmth soothed the ache in my jaw.Valiente still sat there, watching me eat.I felt conscious of his gaze on me, but I didn’t stop eating. What could I do? It wasn’t like he would look away just because I asked him to.A light shudder ran through me as my mind wandered back to the incident at the barn.Thinking about it made me realize just how close I had come to dying. The memories had flooded back to me moments ago, and I still couldn’t shake them.I remembered Valiente’s voice. It was the last thing I’d heard before everything went black. He had called out to me, his voice urgent but strangely gentle at the same time.If Valiente hadn’t come on time, I might have been dead by now.I swallowed hard.Yes, I was a coward.I was a coward because, despite everything I had said before, I didn’t actually want to die.When I had told Valiente I was ready to die, I hadn’t meant it. No

Chapter 65: Marisela's Regret

Elodie's POVDays passed slowly in Rodrigo's mansion.My wounds healed slowly, and I showed much improvement by pushing myself.The doctor came by twice—ordered by Valiente—to do a full-body check, even though I told him I felt much better.The doctor advised I start moving on my own feet again. He said moving around would help me heal faster. Still, he warned me not to push myself too hard.Valiente had a new guard and maid assigned to me. A physical therapist was also available to help me through my recovery.It was all too much at once. But I didn't complain. Valiente wouldn't listen to me even if I tried to stop him.In these few days, Marisela didn't come to check on me. So I went to her.The maid Valiente assigned to me helped me walk toward Marisela's room, one slow step at a time, my legs still unsteady beneath me.I remembered the way her expression softened the moment she saw me. She rushed over and pulled me into a hug."Oh dear!" she sighed in relief, her voice catching. "

Chapter 66: Reminder Of How He Saw Me

Elodie's POV A whole week went by, and I had fully recovered.I watched as the maids wheeled mine and Valiente’s luggage through the door. We were finally going back. Back to my prison.A bitter smile tugged at my lips as I thought about returning to being locked in my room all day and night, with nothing but my thoughts to keep me company.Valiente hadn’t said goodbye to anyone. His father even sat in the living room, a newspaper in his hands, as we walked past. They both treated each other like air.Marisela was nowhere in sight.The cool noon breeze brushed against my skin, lifting my hair and skirt with it.Valiente stood at the far end of the yard, speaking into his phone, his eyes still on me.I looked away from him and glanced at the enormous mansion that stretched high above us.There was absolutely nothing to miss about this place. It was empty and lacked warmth.My gaze shifted to the window on the second floor. The curtains were drawn open, and a figure stood behind them.

Chapter 67: The Devil Only Takes

Elodie's POV Sometimes my mouth moves before my head can think.I’ve been in that kind of situation too many times. And right now was one of those times.Valiente’s firm back was turned to me. He had paused after I’d yelled for him to wait, but now I found myself staring at him with a hard lump forming in my throat.He slowly turned to face me. His jaw was clenched, and his expression was hard.Normally, there would be a teasing grin playing on his lips, even when he was being insufferable. But this time, there was none.All I got was that cold, intimidating look.And from where he stood on the stairs, it reminded me of the first time we met.The way he had stood at the top of those stairs like a demigod, looking down at me as though I were nothing but another possession that had fallen into his hands.“I don’t read minds, Little Red,” he uttered and I flinched slightly. “Your mouth needs to move before I can understand what you want.”"I..." I began, but trailed off.I swallowed har

Chapter 68: Still A Leash

Valiente's POVStanding at eye level with Little Red, I could clearly see her eyes. They were green like see-through glass in a church window.They were glistening. Unfocused. Moving between my own eyes, like she couldn't decide where to look.Now I think I should've named her Little Green.No. Little Red's better. It has a nicer ring to it.Her hair has to be the least annoying thing about her. It makes me imagine how nice it'd feel to run my fingers through those curls, pulling tight till she cries, both in pain and pleasure.I frowned at my own thoughts, jaw tightening.What was that? A little kiss is making me fantasize about things that are unimportant? When I've fucked people and don't even remember what they look like? Pathetic.You're laughable, Valiente Cárdenas.She pressed her lips together, then released them almost immediately. She glanced away briefly before her eyes returned to mine, uncertain."What do you want?"My left brow twitched upward slightly. "What will you d

Chapter 69: Cigarette Smoke

Valiente's POVThe car rolled slowly into the narrow driveway of The Hollow.From the outside, it looked abandoned. Old brick walls surrounded the property, and the dark windows made the place look unsettling.I stepped out of the SUV and adjusted my jacket as two of my men approached."Master," they greeted in unison. I gave them a brief nod and walked past them without slowing down.I'd barely been gone a week, and already work had piled up.The moment I'd left my father's estate, my phone had been flooded with messages, reports, calls, and documents waiting for my approval.There were shipments that needed clearing, men who needed to be dealt with, and several businesses demanding my attention.I'd spent most of the drive back going through everything on my iPad, jaw tight the entire ride, but there was still more waiting for me.I entered The Hollow, my eyes immediately scanning the room. Several men were already gathered around the long table, waiting.Cassiano and Alaric stood n

Chapter 70: Eager To Do Right

Valiente's POVWhat does Little Red think about this? Who cares?My expression hardened. I hadn't thought about her once through any of this. "What could she possibly think?""I don't know." He shrugged. "Maybe she's already planning the wedding. Or maybe she's heartbroken that another woman is about to steal her man.""Keep talking, Cassiano," I growled, taking a step toward him.He chuckled, completely unfazed by my glare. "Come on, I'm only asking. You've been keeping the girl in your mansion for days. Surely she deserves a say in her captor's love life.""This has nothing to do with her," I snapped. "And say 'love life' one more time, see what happens.""Of course it doesn't." He nodded solemnly, pressing his lips together to hide his amusement. "That's why you look like you want to kill me for mentioning her.""Do you want a reason to look over your shoulder for the rest of your life?" I threatened.This guy had a death wish. And I'd gladly help him tick that off the list.Cassia

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