Escaping His Chains: The Ruthless Ceo's Secret Lover Novels & Stories

And he's standing close. If I can get him closer and make him think I'm giving up—maybe I can kick him hard in between his legs enough to hurt him so that I can get the keys with my legs and free myself and then escape. It's a desperate plan. But it's all I have. I let my body sag in the chains, making small whimpering sounds behind the gag. His smile widens. "There you go. That's better." He steps closer, his hands reaching for the gag. "Let's get this off you, yeah? I want to hear you moan—"

I am completely convinced that his escape coordinates will naturally include my own rescue. In the heavy silence of the dark vault, my mind begins buzzing with a series of fresh, malevolent schemes. The exact microsecond his tactics manage to break these iron chains and clear the perimeter, my own hands will find a way to expose his vulnerabilities to the trackers while keeping my own identity completely under the radar. If Chika is captured by the hitmen a secondary time during the retreat, his frame will undoubtedly face the severe, bloody consequences of the underworld blocks, leaving my own boots perfectly free to slip away into the shadows with the eighty million credits.

"Your love will not save you, Lochlan. It will only be your downfall." With a final, defiant cry, I summoned every ounce of my strength, fighting against the relentless chains that held me captive. The iron links groaned in protest, my muscles flexing with desperation. And at that moment, as sweat mingled with tears down my face, I vowed to break free from the chains that bound me, to defeat the betrayal that had ensnared my heart, and to rescue the woman I loved from the clutches of darkness.

However, the marble floor beneath them cracked open, and thin chains writhed upward like snakes, wrapping around Vincent’s ankles. He gritted his teeth and struggled to break free, but the chains tightened their grip. “They want me in chains. They want me to be silent,” he said. Camela dropped to her knees, desperately clawing at the chains. “No! I won’t let them take you.” The false bride's voice echoed throughout the hall, sounding smooth and cruel. “You can’t save him. He was always chained. Even when he begged you and you thought it was love…those chains were already in his blood.”

The floor beneath me might as well have crumbled. Tears stung my eyes as I slowly unlocked it with trembling fingers. My breath hitched. My hands were shaking so violently I thought I might drop the device. He snatched it back immediately, his fingers moving swiftly. Searching. Then, to my absolute horror, he threw the phone onto the bed. A string of messages was open. Ugly. Vile. Disgusting. Messages that I had never sent. "I have saved you from forever slavery, humiliation, and death. Do you think I did it out of kindness? I did it because of that woman you cursed last night. How dare you disrespect the woman I love?"

I pressed my lips into a tight lip smile, a bit bothered by their suspicious gaze as to why I was acting quite happy only if they saw my puffed red eyes behind the shades. The guard reluctantly gave me the box and I smiled back at him before going into the office. I never asked about my guard's names because, to me, they were irrelevant; I knew from the start, one way or the other, that I would leave Xander. *** Author note: if you are looking for a good read, I recommend this book, CEO Ex-husband Regret by Esther Estie. ****

"Stay back. I'm getting out of here now." Kendrick and Damien threw their hands in the air. They showed no signs of resisting and let him leave. Since they didn't speak up, the rest kept their mouths shut and hid far away from Chester. Chester had been dreaming about getting the Longevity Crystal. At last, the crystal was in his possession, and he had lost his mind. Naturally, he didn't even consider why Kendrick surrendered the item willingly. Chester walked out without harming the people present. Meanwhile, Kendrick closely followed behind him. Once Chester left the room, he immediately slammed the door shut and locked it.

"Release Chloe now." "Do you think I'm stupid? I'm not a boy like you!" he mocked. "Give up on the millionaire project and maybe I let the girl go." "You are a coward who takes advantage of innocent people." "I don't care what you think, kid. Give up on the project." "OK. I will deliver the letter of withdrawal from the bid if you release Chloe." "Deal. I'll contact you soon." Victor hung up the phone on Evan's face. Evan threw the phone on the couch with hatred.

After gulping down harshly, I stuttered out praying really hard that it was not what I heard just now. “ Castillo Corporation. It's the most successful corporation right now. I finally achieved my dream Alice. ” Ace was blurting out excitedly, not really paying attention to how wretched I looked. Bile rose up in my throat. My hands started to tremble at my side, as I pushed myself off the chair and started running out of there. Before I even got to know about his trap, he set another one for me in advance. Damien Knight Castillo was not really used to sitting still and watch his prey slide away.

Chapter 9: Second Escape, Bound Consequences ETHAN’S POV I hung in the underground chamber, my wrists aching from the chains that stretched my arms toward the ceiling, my ankles throbbing where the metal bit into my skin. My trousers still sagged around my thighs from Lucian’s earlier assault, my body flushed with the unwanted heat he’d ignited, my mind reeling from his ultimatum. Three months to fall in love with him—or die. The words echoed in my skull, a death sentence I couldn’t accept. I couldn’t let a criminal own me, control my body, force me to surrender to the desires I’d buried so deep.