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Chapter 106 Sophieâs POV "It's late already. We'll get going now." my mom said, rising from her seat. She handed Jason over to me, his sleepy eyes fluttering open as I cradled him in my arms. Dad followed suit, passing Jane to Julian, who received her with a careful grace, his expression softening as he looked down at her. "Are you leaving because I'm here?" Julian asked. "No, no, no, my son. We've been planning on leaving for a while now, but it just coincides with the time you got back." my dad replied, his hand on Julian's shoulder. "Yesh, we just came to keep your wife company." Isabella said. "Yeah, I noticed you've been missing work these daysâflirting around. Is that true?" Julian asked, a teasing tone lacing his words as he raised an eyebrow at Isabella. "Well...I do as i please. No one can tell me what to do." Isabella replied, sticking out her tongue in playful defiance. "Hubby, I have gist for you regarding Izzy," I interjected, eager to stir the pot a
Chapter 107 Victoria's POV "I'll be back in the next ten minutes, I promise." I said, trying to sound convincing. "No, bitch. You'll go when we are done." He tightened his grip on my hands, his fingers digging into my skin. I felt a surge of panic. This idiot won't let me go until I satisfy him, and I have to fight for myself. Julian or Jaxon isn't here to fight for me; I have to stand up for myself. I positioned myself, and aimed to hit him where the sun doesn't shine. But the idiot dodged it, and I nearly fell on my face if not for his grip on my wrist. "I know bitches like you, so I'm ready for you today." He scoffed, an irritating smirk plastered across his face. My blood boiled; I felt the urge to slap that smirk off him. But is it supposed to be this hard? Is it by force? Can't I just say no again? Ah! I can't blame him; that's how ugly asses doâalways trying to assert control. Dammit! No way out! I have to satisfy this idiot first! What if Caleb had gone before we
Chapter 108Julian's POV"Good morning, sir," my employees greeted as I stepped into my workplace. "Yeah." I replied, nodding in acknowledgement and scanning the room. "Celine is not here again?""Yes, sir," Sandra confirmed."And have you tried reaching her? It's been two days already that she's been AWOL," I pressed."Yes, we have, but her number is switched off," Athena interjected, her brow furrowing slightly."Does any of you know her home address?" I asked."No, she doesn't speak much about herself," Sandra said, glancing at the floor as if it held answers."Okay, okay," I said. I walked into my office, my mind racing with thoughts. Why had Celine been absent for two days? She wasnât the type to suddenly abandon her job, at least not in the short time I had known her.Could it be that she left because I complained about her clothes? Should I have kept quiet? But this is a workplace. I canât just ignore inappropriate attire. It looked seductive, even if she didnât intend it to b
Chapter 109 Victoria's POV Damn. My head hurts so badly. I tried to move my hand to rub my temple, but my fingers felt numb. Why? Could I have been sleeping for so long? Panic rose within me as I struggled to understand my situation. Why am I unable to move my hands? I opened my eyes, blinking against the harsh light, and my gaze fell on an unfamiliar room. The walls were barren, painted a dull gray, and there was an eerie silence that pressed down on me. Where am I? Am I dreaming? My heart raced as I looked down and realized I was chained to the bed. Chains. Thick, unyielding metal coiled around my wrists and ankles, biting into my skin. A shiver of terror coursed through me. Why? Who dares do this? Memories came flooding backâhis face, that ugly smirk as he injected something into my neck. My breathing quickened. Damn. Iâve been kidnapped. I have to escape. I have to! I strained against the chains, my muscles burning with the effort, but it was futile. The cold, unyieldi
Chapter 110 Victoria's POV I waited for what seemed like an hour, crouched in absolute silence. My body trembled with adrenaline, each second stretching into eternity. Finally, when I was sure the monster had moved far enough, I scrambled to my feet. Every muscle in my body protested as I stood, sore. I grabbed my clothes from the floor, yanking them on with trembling hands. Fear clouded my thoughts, but one thing was crystal clear: I had to get out of here. Now. The window caught my eye. It was my only way out. I ran to it and yanked at the frame with all my strength, but it wouldnât budge. A pang of desperation shot through me as I tried again and again. Sealed shut. âCome on, come on!â I whispered frantically, my voice barely audible. My gaze darted around the room until it landed on a heavy lamp on the bedside table. Without a second thought, I grabbed it, the weight almost too much for my exhausted arms. My heart thundered as I lifted it over my head. With a deep brea
Chapter 111 Julian's POV "Any news about Celine?" My voice was sharp with impatience as I paced the office, my fingers running through my hair in frustration. Marcus stood before me. "No, sir. We haven't been able to reach her." Damn. My jaw clenched as I processed his words. Where could she be? Had something happened to her? The thought gnawed at me, filling my chest with unease. "Have you made a report?" I asked, my voice tight. Marcus hesitated. "I wanted to inform you first and then get a go-ahead from you." I exhaled heavily, rubbing my temple. "Yeah, file a missing person report. But make it discreet. Nobody outside this office must know that one of our employees is missing. Make sure the other employees donât say anything either. Our reputation is at stake." Marcus straightened, nodding. "Understood, sir. I'll handle it immediately." "Good," I muttered. After a beat of silence, I shifted my focus. "Any news about Victoria?" Marcusâs expression darkened, his lips pres
Chapter 112 Victoriaâs POV When I woke again, my head was pounding like a jackhammer. Damn. My eyelids felt heavy, and my body ached like I had been run over by a truck. What the hell happened? I blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the dimly lit room. My stomach twisted as I realizedâI was back. Back in this hellhole. I shot up quickly, my breathing ragged, my hands instinctively reaching for my wrists. Thank goodness, I wasnât tied this time. But that relief was short-lived because the reality of my situation came crashing down again. Caleb. That traitor. I still couldn't wrap my head around it. Caleb was working for Zayn. My stomach churned at the thought. How the hell had they even met? I ran a shaky hand through my hair, trying to gather my thoughts. I had escaped. I had almost tasted freedom. And now? Now, I was trapped again. Shit. Then, I heard itâthe faint murmur of voices outside the door. My pulse quickened. I pushed myself off the bed, ignoring the weakness in
Chapter 113 Victoria's POV "Come here." Zayn said immediately Caleb left. His voice was firm, commanding. His dark eyes bore into mine, sending shivers down my spine. I stood frozen, my fists clenched at my sides, resisting the urge to comply. "Why should I?" I snapped, rolling my eyes, my lips curling in defiance. Before I could even process what happened next, a sharp, stinging pain exploded across my cheek. The force of his slap sent my head snapping to the side, my vision blurring for a moment, my skin burned like fire. When had he gotten to where I was standing? I gasped, my hand instinctively flying up to touch my swollen cheek. My eyes widened in shockâhow dare he? Zayn smirked, his expression oozing with arrogance and cruelty. "Just because you're going to help us now doesn't mean you get to ignore me." He tilted his head, stepping closer, his presence suffocating. "You're still my petânow, after the mission, and forever." His words made my stomach churn. My heart pound
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SIX YEARS LATER Sophieâs POV "Good morning, beauty." A deep, familiar voice broke through my peaceful sleep, and I felt a warm presence near me. Slowly, I fluttered my eyes open, adjusting to the morning light streaming through the curtains. Julian stood beside the bed, a soft smile on his lips, holding a tray of breakfast in his hands. "Good morning, honey," I murmured, stretching lazily before sitting up. A wave of warmth filled me at the sight before meâa plate of golden-brown toast, a perfectly fried egg, and a steaming cup of tea. My stomach grumbled in approval, making me smile. Julian placed the tray gently on the bed and sat on the edge, watching me. "I made breakfast for you," I glanced at him, my heart swelling with love. "Thank you, honey." His smile widened, and without warning, he leaned in, tilting his head to kiss me. I quickly turned my face away, causing him to freeze mid-motion. "Huh?" He blinked. I chuckled, pressing my lips together. "I havenât brushed my
Chapter 118 Sophieâs POV It had been three hell long days since Julian fell into a coma. His face, once so vibrant and full of life, was now pale and drawn, the oxygen tubes were gone but there was still IV drips connected to his hand. His lips were slightly parted, and his chest rose and fell weakly beneath the hospital gown, but there was no other sign of movement. I sat beside him, my fingers laced through his, unable to look away from his still form. I tightened my grip on his hand, my voice barely above a whisper. "Julian, can you hear me?" No response. My throat tightened as I swallowed hard, forcing back another wave of despair. I wished for even the faintest sign of acknowledgement. I missed himâhis laughter, his warmth, his voice, everything that made him who he was. "Do you remember when you first told me you loved me?" I continued, my voice trembling. "You said it so casually, as if you had always known. And I was so scared⌠scared that if I believed it, Iâd los
Chapter 117 Sophieâs POV The ambulance doors slammed shut, and we sped through the city, sirens wailing. My hands trembled as I clutched Julianâs, his skin cold and clammy. His face was too pale, his lips slightly parted as he struggled for breath. "Stay with me, Julian," I pleaded, my voice shaking. "Please, donât close your eyes." He tried to smile, but it was weak. His eyelids fluttered, his body barely holding on. "No, no, no," I sobbed, pressing my forehead against his. "You promised me. You said you wouldnât leave me. You canât break your promise now." The paramedics worked frantically, pressing gauze against his wound, checking his vitals. "He's losing too much blood," one of them muttered. "Do something!" I screamed. "We're doing everything we can," another paramedic said, trying to keep me calm. I swallowed back my panic and looked at Julian again. His chest rose and fell weakly, each breath looking more labored than the last. "I love you, Sophie," he whi
Chapter 116 Sophieâs POV The sound of the gunshot echoed in my ears, deafening. My body tensed, my breath hitched, and for a moment, I swore my heart had stopped. But there was no pain. I wasnât hit! Slowly, I opened my eyes, my body trembling, my breath ragged. My heart pounded so loudly it nearly drowned out everything else. Celineâor rather, Victoriaâwas standing there, her face twisted in rage. But her grip on the gun had faltered, her hands shaking slightly. Then I noticedâsomeone had tackled her from the side. The gun had fired, but not at me. My breath came in short, uneven bursts as my eyes fell on the person who had tackled her. Julian. He was there, gripping Victoriaâs wrist, twisting it painfully as she shrieked in frustration. The gun clattered to the floor, skidding across the rooftop. Victoria struggled wildly, her breath ragged with anger. "Let me go, you bastard!" she spat. "Not this time." Julianâs grip tightened as he shoved her backward, pinning her agains
Chapter 115 Sophieâs POV "How do I look?" I asked, turning to Julian while smoothing down the fabric of my red off-shoulder gown. The silky material hugged my curves perfectly, flowing elegantly to my feet. Julianâs gaze softened as he stepped closer, his lips curving into a fond smile. "You look as stunning as always," he murmured, tucking a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. His touch was gentle, affectionate, and when he leaned down to press a kiss on my forehead, warmth spread through me. Then, he kissed me lightly on the lips, making my heart skip a beat. "Thank you, hubby," I whispered, "You made this happen. You made everything happen. If someone had told me a year ago when I got here that everything would turn out like this, I would have asked them to shut up." Julian chuckled, his fingers tilting my chin up so I could meet his gaze. "Why?" he asked. I sighed, shaking my head at how absurd it all seemed now. "Because I never thought I would fall in love with yo
Chapter 114 Victoria's POV "Here." Zayn said as he zipped up my gown. His eyes gleamed, but I knew that smile wasnât for meâit was for the mission ahead. Today was finally Sophieâs birthday party. The moment I had been waiting for. "Wow, you look so stunning. I really donât regret ever choosing you as my pet." Pet. That word still made my skin crawl, but I swallowed my disgust. Was that even something to be proud of? Owning another human being like a possession? "Thank you," I muttered, careful to keep my voice low. I had learned the hard way that any hesitation, any sign of defiance, would earn me his wrath. The past days had been hellâZayn had beaten me senseless over the smallest mistakes, as if he took pleasure in watching me suffer. He demanded obedience, but it was fucking hard for me to suppress my pride. I had never learnt to bow to people not even my parents. "Good girl." His voice dripped with condescension. "Go check yourself in the mirror while I get dressed.
Chapter 113 Victoria's POV "Come here." Zayn said immediately Caleb left. His voice was firm, commanding. His dark eyes bore into mine, sending shivers down my spine. I stood frozen, my fists clenched at my sides, resisting the urge to comply. "Why should I?" I snapped, rolling my eyes, my lips curling in defiance. Before I could even process what happened next, a sharp, stinging pain exploded across my cheek. The force of his slap sent my head snapping to the side, my vision blurring for a moment, my skin burned like fire. When had he gotten to where I was standing? I gasped, my hand instinctively flying up to touch my swollen cheek. My eyes widened in shockâhow dare he? Zayn smirked, his expression oozing with arrogance and cruelty. "Just because you're going to help us now doesn't mean you get to ignore me." He tilted his head, stepping closer, his presence suffocating. "You're still my petânow, after the mission, and forever." His words made my stomach churn. My heart pound
Chapter 112 Victoriaâs POV When I woke again, my head was pounding like a jackhammer. Damn. My eyelids felt heavy, and my body ached like I had been run over by a truck. What the hell happened? I blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the dimly lit room. My stomach twisted as I realizedâI was back. Back in this hellhole. I shot up quickly, my breathing ragged, my hands instinctively reaching for my wrists. Thank goodness, I wasnât tied this time. But that relief was short-lived because the reality of my situation came crashing down again. Caleb. That traitor. I still couldn't wrap my head around it. Caleb was working for Zayn. My stomach churned at the thought. How the hell had they even met? I ran a shaky hand through my hair, trying to gather my thoughts. I had escaped. I had almost tasted freedom. And now? Now, I was trapped again. Shit. Then, I heard itâthe faint murmur of voices outside the door. My pulse quickened. I pushed myself off the bed, ignoring the weakness in