The Cage Of Love Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I saw him. He has brought a woman here and it's probably not the first or second time.” I left out the part where I was snooping. I left out the part where I had seen the leather, the chains, and the sketches that still burned behind my eyelids. My mother let out a slow, weary sigh. She finally turned to me, but the radiance I’d seen earlier was gone, replaced by a tempered calm. "Cage and I have an understanding, Syane. We are both adults who have lived entire lives before finding each other. Our marriage is built on honesty, not necessarily traditional expectations. What you saw... it was permitted."

Any other way, it will affect her life seriously and put her in a perilous position with him. Indeed. You heard it right. He is Caged. He is a prisoner, a bloody prisoner who didn't have cuffs in his hands yet his hands are tied together, more tighter than any chains. He was not able to hold her, at this moment. He needs to stand by a couple of more days or a few hours to do what his heart wants.

I foolishly thought that my endless love, loyalty, and sacrifices would eventually soften his cold heart and break down the thick walls surrounding his emotions completely. But five years of marriage, five years of endless pain, humiliation, and heartbreak… taught me the cruelest and hardest truth of all. No matter how much you love someone, no matter how perfect, kind, or giving you are… you could never force or make someone love, respect, or value you if they honestly did not see you as important or precious in their eyes. Lucas Valeriano never loved me, not even a little bit, and he never respected me as his wife or as a woman. To him, I was nothing more than just a necessary accessory, a

Melissa banged her fist on the table angrily slowly rising up towering the short she wolf who was visibly shaking along with her minions at her presence. "Sasha? What are you doing?" Cage came strolling towards them, his posture was tense. Sasha chose that moment to become the victim. "Oh! Cage how I've missed you", She had her hands all over him trying to prove a point to the girls around. Cage didn't buy it one bit. In fact he shivered in disgust. "I asked for an explanation Sasha, not drama". Sasha had this pained look as though she had been slapped. "Baby, I was just telling that bitch over there that you are mine and no one can please you as I do"

Because, well. Its a fucking cage. This is where we bring our enemies. Where we torture out information from them. Never would i have thought that we would have sara in here. Our sara. Our best friend. Our wife. Ex. Ex wife. Our real wife is at her house right now, probably crying her fucking eyes out. Or packing her shit so she can run away from us. After our talk with Jameson, Nick and I followed him here to The Cage. We knew that they probably wouldn't be able to get the necessary information out of her.

Everything icks me. Here I was, finding comfort in a cage. I’m really a pathetic woman, aren’t I? Is this how I’m going to live the rest of my life? Trauma upon trauma? No good things to write about? Just suffer and die a miserable death? Sigh. I looked around the room, wondering where my husband was this late at night. But I didn’t care. I love having the space to myself. I wish I could be a boss lady. Own a place like this. And not have a man controlling me.

She was his captive, his asset, but in the heat of his embrace, she knew she held absolute dominion over the beast. Dominic groaned deeply, his hands sliding down her back, tearing at the hem of her cashmere sweater as he lifted her plush frame effortlessly onto the edge of the sleek, dark marble console table, parting her thighs to press his rigid, burning lower body flat against her core. The explicit, high-stakes heat in the room spiked to a fever pitch, the crackle of the fireplace completely drowned out by the sound of their ragged, shallow breathing. "You are my cage, Vivian," Dominic whispered against her throat, his teeth biting lightly into her skin, leaving a possessive mark that c

Cyrus looked up with his crescent shape eyes staring into those bambi eyes. "Did i say i love you so much Husband". Denzel said and he didn’t demand for any answer from Cyrus. He just covered his lips with his juicier ones. ---- Tabby