I Met The Male Lead In Prison Novels & Stories

I got to the finish line and met a man napping in his cell. When he saw me, he moved away from where he was resting and came forward to see me, probably with the thought that I had something important to say. I unlocked the door to his cell with one of the master keys that I stole from Alpha Damon a while back. The man smiled, happy to finally be leaving his prison walls. I got in and stayed where I knew he would never be able to walk away from me. I reached for the small picket knife and brought it up. The moonlight glittered it in the dark. I saw the man's eyes widen, almost as if his eyes would fall from their sockets.

Not speaking, I allow myself to be led down the long hall that leads to the prison exit while the rest of the criminals that are still kept locked inside yell at us to let them go too. When we burst into the lobby of the prison, I get my answer to how he managed to get the keys as I take in the guards that are knocked out and lying on the ground. "Fuck," I gasp. "Are you that fucking insane?" "Maybe," the man admits, shooting me a grin. "I’m Migel, by the way. Massimo’s future beta of Obsidian River." "Migel," I repeat. "When we get out of here, you better explain every fucking thing that has happened to me."

“Be strong.” “I’ll..” “You’re going to meet Eamon right?” “Yeah, I promise to introduce her to him when he's out. And I have to fulfill it. I'll bring him yet. Maybe he could stay for a day or two, I don't know yet. When he's here we get to talk about it.” “You were always talking about him. He seems to be a nice guy. Can’t wait to see him in person.” “He’s a nice guy, he made me stand up for myself the first time we met. Because I had to protect from the bad men in there. The first day he came to prison. He was so scared I kinda felt better, that there was someone I was better than.”

The prison sat nearly two hours outside the city. Gray concrete. Steel fences. Armed guards everywhere. Alex stared out the car window uneasily as rain continued pouring over the highway. Beside him Jamie remained silent most of the drive. Focused. Thinking. “You still haven’t told me who we’re meeting.” Jamie adjusted the cuff of his black coat calmly. “His name is Marcus Kane.” Alex waited. Jamie sighed softly. “He used to work for my father.” That explained absolutely nothing. “And now he’s in prison because…?” Jamie glanced at him briefly.

He laughed, “Oh no, young lady. You wouldn’t be allowed to keep those.” I just wanted to punch this guy for keeping me in suspense for so long. Thankfully, he pulled out a file for me to read. “I’ll tell you what the Prison Protection is all about.” “Oh, I’m dying to find out.” He smiled at my sarcasm, “We have abundant supply of powerful male inmates here, those who are trained fighters, and some who are just good at being territorial.” Gosh, I didn’t like where this man was going with this.

“There was a blackout last night at the prison where both Adrian and Chloe were jailed. It was at this moment, the murder and escape happened.” “Urgh?” I shook my head not wanting to believe this. This was revealing Adrian's true identity, it's obvious this must be his handiwork or the work of those who worked for him in his criminal lifestyle. It was so shocking that such a good, amiable guy was a deadly human being. For years, no one knew. I grabbed my hands over Cameron. My spirit tallied with him, I felt so safe with him, his back story after we divorced cleared him already, so I could tread with him without having any fear that he could be like Adrian.

MIA’S POV The cold metal chair beneath me is uncomfortable. The air in the visitation room is thick and suffocating. My fingers drum restlessly against the table as I wait. As soon as Eli gave Camille the document, we knew Camille would try to double cross him. Turns out, we were right. Camille got Eli arrested. I need Eli’s help. So, I decided to come see him in prison. I tap my fingers on the table, waiting impatiently. Then, the door creaks open.

What if Finn had already won? The thought made my chest tighten painfully. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know who to trust. I didn’t even know how I was supposed to survive this. I was hopeless. Completely, utterly helpless. The loud clang of metal against metal jolted me violently. I flinched as the cell door down the corridor opened, heavy footsteps echoing through the narrow space. “Marion Brooks,” a male voice called out. “You’ve been bailed.” For a second, I thought I imagined it.

He was engrossed in thoughts about his fiancé's well-being. "Elise," He whispered, consumed by his worry. The sound of the padlock unlocking snapped him back to reality. "Damien Sinclair," the officer called, stepping into the cell. "That's me!" Damien exclaimed in relief. "Someone has bailed you out, so follow me," the officer said, widening the door. Damien quickly left the prison cell and met with Jones, who had used some means to get him out of jail. "Thanks for coming," Damien hugged him briefly.

My parents happened to be out that day, and I was alone in the screening room watching a movie. Just during the film's emotional climax, the maid told me that someone was looking for me outside. I was surprised. I had just returned a week ago and hadn't even greeted my old classmates. Who could it be? And then, the moment I saw Edwin, it felt as though the world was collapsing once again. I couldn't comprehend why, despite all my efforts to escape, I couldn't shake him off.