Louisa Unchained Novels & Stories

her voice rang out sternly. Kevin held her one more time, this time more fierce and she was unable to break free from him. "Let go of me this instant! " She cried out desperately, still struggling to break out from his grasp. "Wait! Fine, I will just go with you to your house! " "what! Have you gone crazy? " Louisa protested but Kevin still grabbed her tightly. He held her so tight that no matter how she tried to escape she couldn't. His grip was so possessive and controlling, making her feel powerless.

I spent the whole evening with Lisa, watching movies while eating Martha's deliciously baked cookies. After a while, Lisa had to go to "work." So, I talked to Martha for some time about having my stuff moved here. She informed me that I'd get them by tomorrow morning. I couldn't ask her about Aiden's parents as she seemed busy and was in a hurry to call her daughter who worked in California.

I paused and I looked around at my lovely decorated home and all the beautiful things I had married into. I would be a fool! If I let another girl take my man, home and all of this away from me! If I let Susie take my man, she will be wearing all my chinchilla coats and expensive clothing. If I let Devon go, Susan will be the woman living in my house. If I let him go, she will take everything I own. I can't let him go. If I let my Devon Hightower, go, she will be Rockin WS stores, riding around in my Rolls Royxe. She will profit from everything I own.

I managed to jump off the 50th floor from the Spencer’s then what makes this different? I only have myself right now, but that doesn’t mean I’ll stop. I’ll save you, Achilles, even if it’ll take my life. After cooking lunch, opened the television, and my face on the screen was the current news being reported by the news anchor. “Jada Young and Achilles Coleman were still under the search after they escaped the prison five days ago. The people of Russia were in a petition to double their efforts in looking for the two criminals. They were all screaming for justice...”

If I let it go, and he took it back, it would devastate me. “I was just going to help you put it on,” He said but kept his distance as I lifted the chain and slowly let it fall over my head. As it landed on my chest, the backs of the two charms snapped together, and the air suddenly felt thinner, almost cleaner. The weight that had been hanging heavy on my shoulders and chest disappeared, and I smiled as the tears slid down my cheeks. “You’re free of your chains now. You can make your own choices again, but please let me be one of them.”

The next day, I sat in the pre-booked restaurant. I had been waiting for a long time and was already famished, but he never showed up. I opened my phone wanting to urge Ayden. If he wasn't sincerely coming to celebrate our anniversary, he could have just said so instead of keeping me waiting here. After several unsuccessful attempts to reach him by phone, I picked up my phone again and noticed a message in the workgroup. It was a statement from an anonymous account. "Leticia's been cozying up to Mr. Baldwin, trading on her looks to climb the ladder. Disgusting how some exploit their way to the top."

She bites her lip, pulls her hair from the bun, and turns to the mirror in her locker. I ignore them and open up my locker, my reflection staring back at me. I pull my hair out of the bun, and my dark hair cascades down my back and bounces around my shoulders. My narrow eyes pull into a scrunch when I hear the sound of ladies giggling to themselves happily like they are going to win the jackpot tonight.

Damn it. “Now!” a voice shouted. And then chains. It was heavy and thick, covered in something dark. They wrapped around me before I could react. My wolf fought against them. But they burned. Like they were made to weaken me. Lucan roared, trying to reach me—but he got overwhelmed too. Ten wolves jumped him at once. He fought back. But not all of them. They dragged him down. Chained him too. “Get off him!” I roared, struggling.

Just admit it. I'm not gone over anything, I told him. I walked in on a woman who trusted this house to keep her safe, and I'm ashamed of myself. That's the whole of it. Mm, said Rend. Keep saying so. I was still arguing with him when the knock came. Small, frantic, low down on the door. Lily stood in the corridor in her nightdress, tear-streaked and shaking. "It's Nora," she got out between hiccups. "She's screaming and screaming and she won't wake up. I tried. I can't wake her up."