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Chapter Twenty-three: Her Lies
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Jian’s POV“Gentlemen, I’m sorry but you’ll have to return another time. Rose is a bit busy right now,” those were the words I said to the strangers, while still shocked by her sudden disappearance. Although I hadn’t bothered to check the house properly or even ask Greta if she’d seen her leaving, I believed she was gone.Asides from the main door, there was another back door that led to the woods behind the property. Considering how cunning Rose was, at this point, I had no reason to doubt that she hadn’t figured out where the door was located. But why didn’t she get away all these while, why now? The only reasonable answer to this question was that she must be on a mission, and that mission is what I was eager to know.It was as if I’d suddenly discovered more interesting facts about this woman and as angry and disappointed as I was that she lied to me, I was also intrigued.The men stared back at me skeptically, and from their looks, I could tell they thought I was hiding their fri
The Billionaire’s Captive Chapter Twenty-five: Growing interest
Jian’s POVI stared at her as she slept peacefully, with her head casually resting on my shoulder. She looked so peaceful except for the occasional twitch of her body and the way her brows would draw up as though she was in a dream. The simple plain bodycon black dress she had on hugged her body, stopping mid-thighs. My eyes drifted down to her thighs and I had the urge to rest my palm there but I stopped myself. I forced my eyes back to her peaceful face and then she twitched again, this time, an expression of fear crossed her features but it was gone in the next instant. It once again reminded me that she was a troubled soul with secrets she was wielding. All I wanted was for her to open up so I could help her but she was so hard-headed. But could I even trust her again? After finding out the truth about her identity, I find it very difficult to believe anything that comes out of her mouth. Lord knows the number of lies she’s fed me within the few weeks we’ve been together. I’m ye
The Billionaire’s Captive Chapter Twenty-six: Home at last
Rosie’s POVI stood by the door after ringing the doorbell. I didn’t know how to feel but despite how long I slept on the plane, I was suddenly feeling very tired, both physically and mentally. It felt so strange to be home and it even felt more strange to be standing outside the door with the knowledge of what to expect as soon as the door opens.What if it’s something like in the movies where my every move is being watched and the door opens up to reveal the Don standing there, over my parents bodies, a malicious smile on his face with guns pointed at me? These thoughts filled me up but I shook myself back to reality, telling myself to be calm just as the door opened up to reveal one of the numerous housekeepers, Dally. Dally was young, just slightly older than myself, and aside from working for my parents, I see her as more of a friend and we’ve often spent time together whenever I’m home.Her usual bright smile slipped into her face the moment she saw me.“Welcome home, Miss Rose
The Billionaire’s Captive Chapter Twenty-seven: Her therapist?
Jian’s POVThe continuous beeping of my cell phone pulled me out of my sleepy haze. I stared at the fancy electric clock sitting on the nightstand to see it was 2 am. I had a very busy day and I was very tired. A wave of annoyance crashed into me when the phone kept beeping and I grabbed it off the nightstand to see an unknown number. Part of me wanted to ignore the call and go back to sleep but I decided to take it.“Hi, Ji-Jian…” her angelic voice was the first thing that sailed into my ears, calming my nerves. It was Rosie, and I’d be damned before ignoring her. Quickly, I sat up in bed and rested against the headboard with my phone pressed to my ears, and my heart palpitating for reasons best known to it.“Jian…” her voice came again, in an unsteady tone with a fearful quiver to it.“I’m here, baby,” my words came out in a gruff tone, but I cleared my throat. “Missing me already?” I tried cracking a joke but was greeted with silence. “Rosie…” “I… I’m sorry if I’m bothering you b
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
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