Novel & Cerita Imprisoned By Love

I curled into a ball inside the cage, no longer having the strength to shout or move. I wasn't sure how much time had passed when I was jolted awake by the freezing cold, just in time to hear footsteps outside the cellar door. Was it Zane? "Don't blame me, Raina. I can't let you go—not in this lifetime, or the next. I love you too much!" Zane's voice came from behind the door. I tried to call out to him, but my lips were too stiff. I could only faintly force out, "Z-Za-n-e…"

The screenshot evidence on her phone changed everything, but she had no time to process it. She bolted out, running down the service corridor towards the storage area, a route she believed would lead to the back exit. However, her escape route had been modified. The steel door was now sealed by an advanced biometric lock panel. She tried pulling it, pounding it, but the door wouldn't budge. She was trapped. Right then, her phone began to vibrate violently, displaying a number she hadn't seen in a long time. Kania's instinct screamed that this was Arka.

Marcello felt sick from the smell of faeces and urine, yet he continued to move closer to where Federico was restrained. Watching how miserable Federico was right now, made Marcellon smile. From a boss to a prisoner. Federico was unrecognisable. The colour has drained away from his face, he already lost one eye and four of his front teeth. His legs are broken, paralyzed due to the shot by Marcello. He heard Marcello footsteps and he turned to face him. One bruised eye greeted Marcello. "M–Marcello," he said in a hoarse voice. "H-how long are you going to keep me down here? I–I am sorry for planning your wife's abduction."

“Wayne, I was wrong! I’ll never lie to you again. I can’t lose my legs! “I’m sorry! I’ll apologize to you and to Jocelyn. Fine, I’ll give the house back to her. Please, let me go! I’ll leave the country immediately and behave myself. I won’t embarrass myself in front of you again! “Wayne, please let me go. I…” The truck drew closer and closer. Her pleas were swallowed by the deafening roar as black tires crushed down on her legs. All that remained were screams that tore through the sky. “Ahh! My legs! My legs!”

Every victory in court reminds me of the justice I failed to give you. It doesn’t erase what I did. Nothing can. But it gives me purpose. When I turned myself in to the police, I thought it would be the end. Instead, prison became my penance. My surrender. My last act of love. When I’m released, I’ll live far from you. No pack. No politics. No shadows over your life. Loving you means staying away forever. You were never weak. You were always stronger than me. This is my goodbye.

I knew I was like a moth flying toward a flame, yet I charged forward without hesitation. Iris, please don't hate me. I will repent in prison, but my love for you will never die. Wait for me. The one who loves you forever, Ted

“I’m not yours. I never will be. You can’t force me to love you, Marcus. This—this prison—won’t change that.” He stepped closer, his breath hot, his eyes wild with a mix of rage and triumph. “Love?” he said, his voice low, dangerous. “I don’t need your love, Ella. I need you here, with me, where you belong. You’ll see it in time. You’ll accept it.” I shook my head, my bound hands trembling, my voice breaking. “You’re wrong,” I said, tears spilling now, hot and bitter. “I’ll never accept this. You’re holding me against my will, Marcus. This isn’t a marriage—it’s a cage.”

"You are really funny. Can't she think of her children and husband? Ah ... but I don't think you have any thoughts there, either. Your brain has been stuck in the past for too long." Diana's breath hitched in annoyance. "That's why, ma'am, when it comes to love, you have to fight for it. Back then, right? Not just go along with what you like. Look at how things have turned out, huh? Oh... I'll pray for the success of your divorce proceedings. Poor husband and kids. Having a wife who can't fulfill both roles. You should be grateful for a husband like Mr. Ardi. Or should I pray for Mr. Ardi to be stolen by another woman? What do you think?"

" I swivel my chair so my back is facing her. All the evidence was sent to my lawyers. That woman will face 5 years to 30 years in prison if proven guilty. Of course she will want to make a deal with Ella to dodge imprisonment but of course we will not accept any offer. Imprisonment is the only option I will accept nothing else. No one messes with my Love, No one deserves her tears. I mean NO One.

I don’t know what else to do. When they kill him there’s nothing left for me, I’ll kill them. I’ll take as many down as I can. Feeling motivated I change my blouse into one of Wade’s t-shirts, the blouse is much too restrictive. I tie the t-shirt in a knot on my waist so it can’t get in the way. And wait. Four hours go by and no-one approaches Wade’s room. I try the door but he’s locked me in. I try the window but that’s also locked. But I have no reason to try and escape… yet. Another two hours go by.