Gabriel’s POV“Gabriel Moretti.” I stammered, reminded her of whom I was.“Oh!” she sounded. And then, immediately, the call went dead.I opened my eyes. Not like I was entirely shocked by this, but it was evident that she was indifferent about me now.If it were the Rebecca that I knew, even if she couldn’t help, you’d see her putting in the effort, trying to help you out, bringing suggestions on what you could do to get out of the fatal situation. But that she ended the call at the mention of my name?She had sabotaged anything that had to do with me. I was her past, and her past I would always be. I did not matter anymore.My heart raced. I glanced at Luke, but the look on his face was not something I wanted to mess with.He knew the one I called hung up on me. He was already boiling. He knew there was no way I was going to pay him anything. I was doomed. I knew he was going to collect the money in another way.I dialed Rebecca’s number again. I didn’t want to see the bad and uglie
Gabriel’s POVI quickly rolled aside. Seeing the speed and the strength Luke rolled into the swing he was coming down with his arm, I knew if the sharpened spoon should mistakenly touch me, then I’d be damned. It was going to sink into my skin like a knife, and it was going to be very fatal.As I rolled to the side. “Where you running, loser!” Luke yelled. He moved on his knees towards me, his face rigid. He looked like there was nothing that was going to stop him from using the spoon on me.On the other hand, his crew were laughing hysterically now. They enjoyed how I was running from Luke and how he chased me.When I reached the wall, I was right beside the latrine. This particular one was full of shit as it was not flushed.The breath stunk, yet, it did not matter at this moment. What mattered was Luke holding a weapon to use against me.“He is going to kill me. And there’d be nothing that will happen right after that,” I thought as I remembered Dr. Rosemary’s words again.This was
Micah left with so much joy in his eyes, and I was glad about it. I watched as he climbed his bike and rode off from my gate. When I could no longer see the traces of him on my street, I turned and was going back inside when I saw Natasha’s car up ahead.Seeing Natasha’s car, I knew she was coming to my mansion. Hence, at the moment she drove through the gate, my bodyguards bowed to her in humble respect, knowing who she was to me.When we both got into the house,“I know I am the one who referred Micah to you. But I think he is no longer whom I thought he was,” Natasha sounded, her tone serious.We both sat down, and my curiosity grew inside me like a tree.Why did she say that all of a sudden?“Why do you think so?” I asked her.“Because you said he is just eating all the way at the restaurant and all of that...”“Oh!” I interrupted Natasha. With this, I realized I had not really updated Natasha since Micah and I left the restaurant. Everything she knew was that he ate everything he
Rebecca’s POV“No! Are you silly?!” Natasha nagged on the phone.“Okay! This is where it ends. You are going to call him back right now, and you will tell him that you are done!”“If you won’t, I swear I will!” she nagged.I knew Natasha was someone who was always true to her words. If she said she was going to do something, she was going to do it. Micah’s behavior irritated her that much that I had to see this side of her.“It was a red flag,” she had calmly said before she nagged. But before, I kind of made excuses for him. She needed to put more action into her voice and let me know I was making a mistake.Deep down inside of me, I knew this too. But there was another part that didn’t want to write it off just like that. I mean, we only just started, right? I shouldn’t judge him like that too early, right?“Okay,” I said on the phone to Natasha.“I know what to do about this,” I said again, and then we ended the call.I wanted to give myself adequate time to think. So, I didn’t cal
Gabriel’s POV“AH!” I screamed heavily in the pit cell. Something large in the water had cut my feet and entered into my body.It moved like a worm in my body. The more it crept in my body, the more I felt the pain.“AHH!” I screamed loudly. It crept upwards. I saw its sign on my leg now. Then on my stomach side. It crept more upwards until it eventually came out of my ear.And like I guessed right, this was a large worm with no sign of the head or its tail. It was as long as a baby snake, and it stuck in my ear opening like it was getting some fresh air and was going to return inside when it was done.My heart raced. The pain I experienced when it crept in my body was so torturing. I couldn’t allow this to happen again.Hence, I shook my head rapidly, bent it sideways, and turned the ear of which it was downwards.I just wanted it to fall off, but it felt like it glued itself there. No amount of pressure from me, no amount of shaking my head, got it off me.It stayed like that for th
Gabriel’s POVWith the voice of the man in the hat, I knew instantly that they were the one who propelled the red light in the room. They were the one who made the room so hot that it burnt my skin.“Please!” I screamed.The torturing was too much. My skin was already turning red, my inner flesh was already showing. I was being grilled alive.“Please. I will strip!” I pleaded again.“Do you say you will strip, Mr. Moretti?” the man in the hat asked.“Yes! Yes! Yes, I will!!!” I screamed my response.And just like that, I saw how he pressed a button on the desk. Instantly, the light in the room changed to normal. And my skin was not burning any longer.I needed not to hear their instruction again. I darted my hand to my jumpsuit buttons and began to loosen them.In the blink of an eye, I loosened all buttons and stripped right in front of the glass wall.“Toss the jumpsuit to the side, Mr. Moretti,” the man in the hat ordered, and with this, I obeyed humbly.As I tossed the jumpsuit to
Rebecca’s POV“Yes, baby, I f**king love how you ride me.” These were the shocking words I heard as I stood at the door.Today was Gabriel’s birthday, and I had purchased a gift for him to surprise him at his office. He wasn’t expecting me, but I went anyway. After all, I was his wife. I shouldn’t be restricted from visiting my own husband, right?Standing at his office door, a wave of unease washed over me. Was I at the wrong door? “You’re the best, babe. I f**king love this,” I heard again, this time mixed with moans. My heart plummeted.There was no mistaking Gabriel's voice. Even in the dead of night or blindfolded, I could pick it out from a thousand others. I knew that voice.That’s why I barged in.My stomach churned as I threw the door open, praying I was wrong, hoping this was some horrible misunderstanding. But it wasn’t.There he was—Gabriel, my husband of five years. His pants were around his ankles, a woman straddling him with her skirt pushed up, revealing her bare backs
Rebecca’s POVThe world around me felt blurred and distant as my eyes fluttered open. The sterile smell of medicine and disinfectant hit my senses immediately, and I realized I was in a hospital room. The ceiling lights above me were too bright, almost painful.For a moment, everything was disorienting. The last thing I remembered was the sound of screeching tires... Gabriel's face, cold behind the wheel... and the impact that sent everything into darkness. My chest tightened as I tried to piece together the fragments of memory. The crash—it wasn’t just an accident. Gabriel... He did this.I blinked, and when my vision cleared, I saw Natasha sitting beside me. She had been my best friend since childhood, so I wasn’t surprised to find her here. Still, her face was strained, her eyes red from what looked like hours of crying.“Hey,” she greeted softly the moment she noticed I was awake. Her voice trembled with relief, but when I tried to respond, the dryness in my throat made it impossi
Gabriel’s POVWith the voice of the man in the hat, I knew instantly that they were the one who propelled the red light in the room. They were the one who made the room so hot that it burnt my skin.“Please!” I screamed.The torturing was too much. My skin was already turning red, my inner flesh was already showing. I was being grilled alive.“Please. I will strip!” I pleaded again.“Do you say you will strip, Mr. Moretti?” the man in the hat asked.“Yes! Yes! Yes, I will!!!” I screamed my response.And just like that, I saw how he pressed a button on the desk. Instantly, the light in the room changed to normal. And my skin was not burning any longer.I needed not to hear their instruction again. I darted my hand to my jumpsuit buttons and began to loosen them.In the blink of an eye, I loosened all buttons and stripped right in front of the glass wall.“Toss the jumpsuit to the side, Mr. Moretti,” the man in the hat ordered, and with this, I obeyed humbly.As I tossed the jumpsuit to
Gabriel’s POV“AH!” I screamed heavily in the pit cell. Something large in the water had cut my feet and entered into my body.It moved like a worm in my body. The more it crept in my body, the more I felt the pain.“AHH!” I screamed loudly. It crept upwards. I saw its sign on my leg now. Then on my stomach side. It crept more upwards until it eventually came out of my ear.And like I guessed right, this was a large worm with no sign of the head or its tail. It was as long as a baby snake, and it stuck in my ear opening like it was getting some fresh air and was going to return inside when it was done.My heart raced. The pain I experienced when it crept in my body was so torturing. I couldn’t allow this to happen again.Hence, I shook my head rapidly, bent it sideways, and turned the ear of which it was downwards.I just wanted it to fall off, but it felt like it glued itself there. No amount of pressure from me, no amount of shaking my head, got it off me.It stayed like that for th
Rebecca’s POV“No! Are you silly?!” Natasha nagged on the phone.“Okay! This is where it ends. You are going to call him back right now, and you will tell him that you are done!”“If you won’t, I swear I will!” she nagged.I knew Natasha was someone who was always true to her words. If she said she was going to do something, she was going to do it. Micah’s behavior irritated her that much that I had to see this side of her.“It was a red flag,” she had calmly said before she nagged. But before, I kind of made excuses for him. She needed to put more action into her voice and let me know I was making a mistake.Deep down inside of me, I knew this too. But there was another part that didn’t want to write it off just like that. I mean, we only just started, right? I shouldn’t judge him like that too early, right?“Okay,” I said on the phone to Natasha.“I know what to do about this,” I said again, and then we ended the call.I wanted to give myself adequate time to think. So, I didn’t cal
Micah left with so much joy in his eyes, and I was glad about it. I watched as he climbed his bike and rode off from my gate. When I could no longer see the traces of him on my street, I turned and was going back inside when I saw Natasha’s car up ahead.Seeing Natasha’s car, I knew she was coming to my mansion. Hence, at the moment she drove through the gate, my bodyguards bowed to her in humble respect, knowing who she was to me.When we both got into the house,“I know I am the one who referred Micah to you. But I think he is no longer whom I thought he was,” Natasha sounded, her tone serious.We both sat down, and my curiosity grew inside me like a tree.Why did she say that all of a sudden?“Why do you think so?” I asked her.“Because you said he is just eating all the way at the restaurant and all of that...”“Oh!” I interrupted Natasha. With this, I realized I had not really updated Natasha since Micah and I left the restaurant. Everything she knew was that he ate everything he
Gabriel’s POVI quickly rolled aside. Seeing the speed and the strength Luke rolled into the swing he was coming down with his arm, I knew if the sharpened spoon should mistakenly touch me, then I’d be damned. It was going to sink into my skin like a knife, and it was going to be very fatal.As I rolled to the side. “Where you running, loser!” Luke yelled. He moved on his knees towards me, his face rigid. He looked like there was nothing that was going to stop him from using the spoon on me.On the other hand, his crew were laughing hysterically now. They enjoyed how I was running from Luke and how he chased me.When I reached the wall, I was right beside the latrine. This particular one was full of shit as it was not flushed.The breath stunk, yet, it did not matter at this moment. What mattered was Luke holding a weapon to use against me.“He is going to kill me. And there’d be nothing that will happen right after that,” I thought as I remembered Dr. Rosemary’s words again.This was
Gabriel’s POV“Gabriel Moretti.” I stammered, reminded her of whom I was.“Oh!” she sounded. And then, immediately, the call went dead.I opened my eyes. Not like I was entirely shocked by this, but it was evident that she was indifferent about me now.If it were the Rebecca that I knew, even if she couldn’t help, you’d see her putting in the effort, trying to help you out, bringing suggestions on what you could do to get out of the fatal situation. But that she ended the call at the mention of my name?She had sabotaged anything that had to do with me. I was her past, and her past I would always be. I did not matter anymore.My heart raced. I glanced at Luke, but the look on his face was not something I wanted to mess with.He knew the one I called hung up on me. He was already boiling. He knew there was no way I was going to pay him anything. I was doomed. I knew he was going to collect the money in another way.I dialed Rebecca’s number again. I didn’t want to see the bad and uglie
Gabriel’s POVGomelo burst into an episode of laughter suddenly, and I wondered what happened.It was as though he realized that the number of inmates behind Luke was far more than the number of inmates behind him.So when they fought, there was a high chance Luke was going to win. It didn’t matter if Gomelo’s men had weapons or not.“You win. But I will keep an eye on him!” Gomelo said after his episode of wicked laughter.“He is far too sweet to ignore,” he added, then winked at me as he waved with both hands to his men.“Let’s go, guys,” he said.When he winked at me, my heart sank. I didn’t need anyone to tell me what he meant by I was far too sweet to ignore.He r*ped me the other day, and certainly, I was an inmate who had never done anal sex before.My anus was still tight, and this sensation he felt while he did it was far too enjoyable for him. But would I say the same for me?My fucking ass bled, and he thought I would allow him to fucking do that to me again?Before my thou
Rebecca’s POVMy eyes pour out in a meow of confusion. No matter how I thought about Micah’s statement, I did not come to understand it even when the words seemed to be so straightforward.“What do you mean?” I asked him as I placed my hands on his knees.He looked at me. His eyes had become so watery. However, it was at this moment my chef came back into the living room to bring him his juice.I knew he wouldn’t like to be seen in the way he was. So, before my chef walked halfway into the living room, I raised my hands up.She understood the silent order and returned back into the kitchen. Just then, Micah opened up to me.“I owe money, and they are after my life,” he said.Still, I didn’t understand where he was coming from. What did he mean by he owed money and they were after his life?The way Natasha spoke of him to me, he seemed like a person who wouldn’t encounter dangerous people in all of his life. He should be living a cool and peaceful life.“Who are they? And how did you s
Rebecca’s POVIt’s been a while since I tasted ice cream. But trust me when I said this was one of the best I had taken all my life.After Micah and I licked the first ones we bought, we bought another, the same flavors and then, buying one more, another flavor.After we licked all of that too, we headed to Micah’s bike, and he rode me home.Getting down at my gate, I watched how my security bowed to me in their distance. But they didn’t come near. They understood I was giving love a second chance, so none would question Micah or do other sorts of security checks on him.I turned back and was heading towards my gate slowly, almost walking through it when I saw that Micah had not started his bike and rode away.Was he missing me too much already?I turned to look at him and saw that he sank his head into his bike hands like a man defeated by worries.Quickly, like a concerned partner, I walked over to him. I placed my hands on his back and leaned my face closer to him.“Is something wr