I Gave Him His Freedom Novels & Stories

“Yvette, you gave up Orion. I didn’t take him from you. “Orion is such a good person. On the day you registered your marriage, I only said I needed him. I never expected him to come without hesitation. “Yes, you’re right. “He does have me in his heart. Since you don’t want him anymore, I’ll take him.” I put down the phone and looked at the endless grassland. I only found Natalie both ridiculous and pitiful. But all of this no longer had anything to do with me. I would live freely and recklessly, just like before I ever met Orion. That was who I really was.

He glared at me, and his soft voice changed into a harsh. “What is it?” I looked into his eyes and replied coldly, “My freedom. Will you give it to me in exchange for not exposing you to the Vance Group?”

I watched his departing figure and thought to myself, ‘He will definitely like my gift. After all, he was about to lose me completely and regain his freedom.

He walked toward me with his wrists free of chains for the first time in six years, and his face was wet and his shoulders were shaking, and I met him halfway and threw my arms around him and held on. He held me back. His arms wrapped around me and his face pressed against my shoulder, and he wept the way he hadn't been able to weep inside the courtroom, openly and without restraint, the weeping of a man who had been told for six years that he was a monster and had finally heard someone say he wasn't. "You're free," I said. "Callum, you're free." He couldn't speak. He just held on. When we separated, Cedrick was standing at the end of the corridor.

I asked, my brows creased. This psycho could not be planning to kill me in a forest. Then again, with him, anything was possible. He could do whatever he wanted, and that thought made me swallow hard as the silence pressed in. He had not said a word. Only Knox's heavy breathing and the rush of wind filled the air. "To give you freedom. Is that not what you want?" "What?" At the mention of freedom, my nostrils flared. Was he mocking me? "Since you want to run away so badly and I do not want to keep you in my territory against your will, I have decided to let you leave."

He had even given me a real choice, a passport, money, and complete freedom once Severo was gone. He gave you a choice, a quiet voice in my head whispered. A clean passport. Freedom. Two years ago, I would have taken that offer without thinking. I would have taken the keys and run as far away as possible. But lying in the warmth of this quiet room, knowing he was outside sleeping on a couch while injured, knowing how much he cared for me, that freedom didn't feel as simple anymore. He had walked for miles through freezing mud. He had fought a man in the woods. He had lost blood, and now he was sleeping on a narrow couch near the front door just so I could sleep safely behind a locked door.

She looked at the drop of blood before looking up at him. “You remember you asked me to give your freedom? You have it now. I’m setting you free.” He said but he held her as she stumbled back, losing her consciousness. She didn’t know what was going on and how to feel. Darkness began closing in front of her eyes but she was persistent to stay awake. “You are free Carla. Live your life the way you want to,” he whispered brokenly and tears gathered in his eyes. This was the day he was dreading and just wanted to be done with.

Now I was no longer touching his hair but just resting my hand on his neck. I could see the look of guilt in his eyes. He had made me into what I was and if he was sincere about how he felt about me, he could do something about it. He sighed out heavily. "I will...as soon as we get back to camp, I'll inform the others about it". He revealed but with a downcast look. "THANK YOU! THANK YOU!! THANK YOU!!!" I said, as I embraced him passionately for agreeing to set me free. He had promised to never let me go as his slave but somehow I had succeeded in letting him set me free but when I looked at him he didn't appear happy still.

He said, “No worries, I’m okay. I know that my father is happy wherever he is now, because Alessandro is dead and I’m free to go wherever I want without someone who can control me. I’m free, Cat. I now have my own freedom!” I opened my arms wide, and he welcomed my hug. I embraced him happily because he’s the only person I have to talk to on the island before, he helped me with everything. He broke his loyalty towards Alessandro just to save me from that bastard. “I’m so happy for you, Ken.” “Me too.”

He looked like he was praying for the heavens to take pity on him again. I had no idea what made him sound so resigned to his fate. I said tersely, "Don't think of all that nonsense. You owe it to yourself to live a proper life." Simon stared at me as rueful tears streamed down his cheeks. "You must save me, then. Promise you won't leave me to my death. What happened was my fault. I want to start over with you and love you right for the rest of our lives. "I know better now. You were the only one who ever loved me. Yasmin only wanted to use me for money—"