Caged Book Novels & Stories

First of all, I want to thank each and every reader of this book from the bottom of my heart for your love and support to this story. As pointed out in the last chapter that it is not the end but the start of their story so for the upcoming chapters you can consider the title as "Caged: In the love of my saviour" Earlier I was splitting the story into two books but now I have decided to continue it in this book only as the second part is not going to be so long.

Not that the security guard will not have noticed that he is not dealing with a boy. He sighed and continued flipping through the books, Why won't this page just turn up so that he will escape from this prison. He gazed up to see the humongous book shelves standing like mean guards over him with the plethora of books giving the chill of a rat cornered by a cat.

She must make up for what she has caused herself. Things weren't going according to her plan. She wanted to expose him, punish him and sent him to jail but seems like she is the one who's in jail, his house. She couldn't help but describe this luxurious penthouse as a jail. Afterall how can a house become a home when we are trapped in it without consent. She felt like a caged bird. No matter if the cage is made of gold or rubies if that makes you feel like hostage. The screeching sound of the car caught her attention and like a curious cat she peeked a little to see the familiar porshe car making its way inside. Her already accelerated heart started beating violently at the mere alert.

Looking at the ceiling, she sighed incessantly. "Why did Casey do this to us? What kind of cult group was that? Are they real?" Bella ran her finger through her hair. Suddenly another thought knocked on her head and she sat down, "Black Book. Does that book contain any information about rituals or cults? I want to read the book. Yes, I should."

Seeing it lifted the gloom from me. Jonathan bought it, saying pets heal the heart; when I felt down, I should hold it and let it warm me. Of course, if it warmed me, I must care for it properly—plump it up, keep its fur glossy. So I bought cat food, a bed, cans of pâté—an entire haul. On the way home, the sky opened. A gray stray cowered under an awning, soaking wet. The shopkeeper kicked it away, and the cat slunk out into the downpour to seek shelter. I thought of myself—an orphan, drifting, always without a home, always looked down on.

REAH'S POV "I will take my leave now," Beta Mathew said as he left the room. I just continued waving my hand at his back absent-mindedly. Instead of reading so many books every day, I would rather just escape and return when Lady Bella returned. There was no need to continue staying in this house, right? I pouted my lips as I hung my shoulders low, it was impossible to run! I dragged the already heavy bag to the couch in the room and dropped it before sitting. I opened the first book *Fifty things a pregnant woman shouldn't do,*

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"Okay." They headed down a different hallway with caution. Regan entered a luxurious room with a lot of strange equipment, like for BDSM activities. Regan was reminded of Fergus's room; there was something crazier than Fergus, especially seeing the rope that was tied up, where the victim must have been hung, either upside down or somehow. Regan herself didn't want to imagine it. The man then went into the empty bathroom and the clothes room, which was also empty of anyone. On the other hand, Bastian entered Carlo's office. The room was deserted with no one around, and he walked around the room. According to Lugga, the medicine was stored in Carlo's safe.