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The Billionaire’s Captive Chapter Twenty-eight: Her safe space
Rose’s POV“It’s okay, love. I’m here now,” he patted my back, and tears brimmed in my eyes, threatening to spill.After our phone conversation the previous night, I couldn’t wait to get to him. It felt like I was holding the weight of the entire world but the moment I saw him, I felt a bit of relief. I’d told my dad about my nightmare but played it off as something unserious after I woke up to meet him in my room the previous night. Thereafter, I borrowed his phone to call Jian, after lying to him that my phone was stolen. As soon as the first light of dawn streamed into my bedroom, I told him I had to meet up with my best friend, Sam, and I may stay over at her place for the rest of the weekend. He didn’t question me or find it suspicious since such sleepovers were a regular thing for Sam and I. Hence, I took one of the cars in the garage, scribbled down Jian’s home address on a piece of paper, and left him in search of the only man that could bring me peace, the one place where I
The Billionaire’s Captive Chapter Twenty-nine: Another fight
Rose’s POVI stayed in bed even after he left, still trying to figure out what had just happened and if I’d done anything wrong but I couldn’t recall doing something to offend him. After a few more minutes, I rose to a sitting position. It was then it dawned on me that it was getting late. The skies outside were getting dark. I didn’t know I’d slept for that long but I also didn’t regret it. It was the first good sleep I was having in a while and I felt refreshed. I climbed out of bed, stretched my limbs, and decided to go in search of him, hoping to get an explanation of what had just happened. I stepped out of the room and was able to find my way into the kitchen to see him cooking, an apron tied to his waist with a napkin in hand.The sight was quite funny because I never picked him as a kitchen guy. To me, he was more of a strict no-nonsense businessman but here he was, making dinner and dressed in just his pajama pants and an apron. I couldn’t stop the giggle that bubbled out
The Billionaire’s Captive Chapter Thirty: A lost soul
Rose’s POVI got home that evening, and immediately hurried off to my bedroom, not even sparing Dally a glance as she walked into me on her way to the kitchen. I felt her concerned eyes on me as I climbed up the stairs that led to my room but thankfully, she didn’t utter a word or tried to stop me. The moment I was in my safe space, I dropped to the bed and the tears I’d been holding streamed down my face in endless torrents, a sob breaking out of my lips.I buried my head in the sheets to keep the sounds muffled as I couldn’t hold them in. Inside me, it felt as though something was broken, and was gradually slipping away from me. I felt helpless and caged all at once. At one point, it felt as though I couldn’t breathe properly, both from pain and from my clogged nostrils but I didn’t care. I kept reliving the moment with Jian when he’d made it clear that he couldn’t be there for me anymore.I finally did it. The one person that was my safe space, I finally chased him away with the we
The Billionaire’s Captive Chapter Thirty-one: The truth
Rose’s POVIt’s been two weeks since I returned to my parents home, and they hadn’t bothered to inquire about my absence from school, nor why I hadn’t returned. But thankfully, it was the holidays so it was the perfect excuse for me to remain at home without questions and suspicions. I’d also not heard from Jian and although it hurt badly, I let him be and didn’t try to contact him for any reason.I couldn’t count the number of times I’d had nightmares, and my dad had walked in to calm me. Each time I saw the way his brows drew together in worry and concern and whenever he asked if I was fine, I told him the same lie, that it was only a bad dream from the horror movies I’d been binge-watching in the daytime. I had no idea how long I could continue with that lie but I knew my time was gradually running out. Soon, he’d demand the truth but until then, I had to come up with something else or be ready to tell the truth.I’ve also tried contacting Sam but I’ve never gotten a response from
The Billionaire’s Captive Chapter Thirty-two: Her Doom
Rose’s POVWe drove for a while with the gun pointed to my head until he directed me into a dirt-covered forest road. The road was lonely with no houses or signs of human life. My heart was palpitating wildly, the longer we drove and my shaky fingers clutched onto the steering wheel, as though it could magically save me from the doom that was awaiting me. I didn’t need to think twice to know he was working for the Don. They must have been aware of my release from Jian’s home and must have been following me. Today was their lucky day. My eyes watered at the thoughts of my stupidity. Once again, I’ve made another silly decision that would finally lead me to my untimely death.My teary eyes met with the man’s in the rearview mirror, but his dark unblinking gaze had me gulping. He pressed the gun harder to my head until I began to feel an ache at the spot, and I wordlessly heed his command, focussing my tears-blurred eyes on the road but even then, my thoughts were not on the road. They
The Billionaire’s Captive Chapter Thirty-three: A New Cycle
Rose’s POVThe blurry shadow of a tall figure towering above me was the first thing my eyes noticed and I began to arouse from the throes of unconsciousness. I tried to hasten the process by widening my eyes just to make out the figure above me but it was as if I had no control of my body. I felt utterly weak and powerless, just laying down, helpless to whoever was standing over me.It didn't help that my head was pounding and aching so much, and my heart was racing just from the thoughts and fear of the man watching me. I had no idea where I was nor could I recall how I got there but I was very much aware of who he could be.It was no other than Don Torelli. The only thing I could recall was that I was captured again by his men, and they were going to transport me to him. My heart rate spiked up and goosebumps broke out on my skin, sudden cold traveling down my spine as I began to settle into the reality that my days were numbered. Who knew? There could only be a few more hours left
The Billionaire’s Captive Chapter Thirty-four: Just another apology
Jian’s POVI stood by my office window, a glass of bourbon in hand as I stared past the tall buildings I could see, but my mind wasn’t on them, nor on their magnificence. It was all on the woman in my bedroom, who I’d somehow tied myself to, believing that I was somehow her savior yet every chance she got, she threw all of it away without a second thought and accused me of different crimes without even batting an eye.Every darn time, her accusations tear at my heart but then I find myself making excuses for her as soon as she lands herself into another hot pit of trouble. Is this a curse? I asked myself this question as I stared past the buildings but I couldn’t find an answer. I could easily contact her parents and ask them to come take their brat but I fear there was more to whatever she was hiding than meets the eyes, and it couldn’t be a coincidence for her to have been targeted by sex traffickers two different times. Or maybe, just maybe, it could be attributed to her carelessn
The Billionaire’s Captive Chapter Thirty-five: A life of lies
Rose’s POV“Come on, love, you can do it,” He whispered into my ears, pressing me tightly to his chest once more before letting me go.We were at the parking lot of the nursing facility my mom had been admitted to since her accident, as she could no longer take proper care of herself. When I’d first come in search of her, I expected her to be at a proper hospital, receiving the best care in the world but I was shocked to discover she was relocated to a nursing facility. I had a lot of questions to ask my dad regarding this but for now, I had a score to settle. I needed to confess my sins and ask for their forgiveness.“I’ll come with you, if you want,” he said, even after pulling away but our hands were still connected, and I saw the sincerity in his eyes as I stared at him.“It’s… it’s fine,” I offered him a small smile and he merely nodded. “Thank you for doing this for me,”“Anything for you, Rosie,” he raised my arm that was still in his hold, to his lips and kissed it softly.He’
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