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Under The Mask Of My Enemy Caged Despair 2
Chapter 63: Caged Despair 2Thorne's POVHe had taken everything from me: my freedom, my dignity, now even my body. His control seemed to reach every corner of my existence; he entwined me in a smothering web of his making.When I refused to eat, it wasn't out of some childish rebellion. It was all I had left, my one way to resist, to remind myself a choice still existed. But my defiance had its price. Gnawing hunger clawed at my stomach, and my body weakened more quickly than I had anticipated. Garrett, of course, noticed. He always noticed.He called the doctor, and I felt myself wanting to scream as Garrett's voice, even calm, even neutral, held an edge, a tightness born from frustration. "I don't care what it takes," Garrett said, pacing near the bed. "Just make sure he doesn't deteriorate any further."I didn't have to open my eyes to envision the scene. I could hear the rustling of the doctor's bag, a clinical detachment in his tone as he replied, "We'll be needing to administer
Last Updated : 2025-01-28Under The Mask Of My Enemy Shattered Bonds 1
Chapter 64 Garrett's POVThe doctor's words still hung heavy as I stood at the window, staring into the somber twilight that mirrored the turmoil running rampant inside my head. Thorne was stubborn, much more than I'd ever imagined. He wasn't merely on hunger strike; it was a declaration of war-to himself, not to me. He wanted to wither away-to slip through my fingers-and even the very idea of his disappearance was a twisting blade inside my chest.At first, I had thought this hunger strike was some phase or passing tantrum, and so was quite circumspect in my dealings, avoiding any excessive pressures, as would only widen further this gorge opening between them. I had stupidly hoped he would come around on his own. Days passed, but Thorne didn't waver for a moment. He refused food with a quiet, unyielding defiance, his lips pressed into a thin line whenever anyone tried to coax him to eat.Nutrients were now the only things keeping him alive, being injected into his system in a battl
Last Updated : 2025-01-29Under The Mask Of My Enemy Shattered Bonds 2
Chapter 65: Shattered Bonds 2Garrett's POVI watched him, my chest tight with emotions I couldn't name. Thorne's face was a storm of incredulity and pain, a mix of disbelief and exhaustion that cut deeper than any of the sharp words he'd hurled at me before. He looked at me like I was the enemy, someone to be feared, to be hated-and yet I refused to let him push me away. Not this time.He was faltering, his trembling hand hovering above the spoon I'd offered him. A second, I had almost thought that he would hurl it back at me, this one last flicker of defiance blazing to life in his fragile form. And then something inside him seemed to snap. His fingers wrapped weakly but determinedly around the handle, and he took the spoon from my hand.Relief washed over me, laced with bitterness at the underlying reality of it all. He sat there, small, fragile, barely a shadow of the man I had grown to know and love. Watching him bring the spoon up to his mouth-what should have been the sweetest
Last Updated : 2025-01-30Under The Mask Of My Enemy The Unspoken Words 1
Chapter 66Garrett's POVEven after Thorne resumed eating, he refused to talk to me. His silence was a wall-hard and solid, impenetrable, no matter how much I tried to break through.First, I kept telling myself to be patient. I knew Thorne was stubborn, and I thought that if I just waited-if I gave him space-he would eventually come around. But days went by, and nothing changed: he was still cold, distant, refusing even to acknowledge my presence. He ate only because his body demanded it, not because he wanted to live, and that scared me more than anything.I tried talking with him, sitting next to him while he ate, my voice low and cautious. I told him about things that had happened while he had shut himself away in his silence. I talked about business, about the people he once knew, about the world beyond the walls of his room. But he never looked at me. His eyes kept gazing down into his plate of food or strayed to the window as if willing to be outside.Yet, I didn't quit.I trie
Last Updated : 2025-01-30Under The Mask Of My Enemy The Unspoken Words 2
Chapter 67Garrett's POVThe old woman's eyes darted between us, her smile faltering. "Is he all right?" she ventured.I rose, pushing another smile onto my face. "He's just tired," I lied. "It's been a really long day.The old man nodded knowingly. "Ah, I see. My wife is the same way. Sometimes, she just needs quiet."I swallowed the bitter taste in my throat. If only it were that simple.I forced a small smile as I turned back to the elderly couple, who were still looking at us with curiosity and warmth."It's a special place for us," I said to them. "We've been coming here for a long time."The old woman smiled knowingly, her eyes twinkling. "Ah, so it holds memories for the two of you?"I nodded, looking down at Thorne. He stared straight ahead, unmoving, his face cold and unreadable.The old man chuckled. "That's great. My wife and I spent years searching for a quiet beach like this-one that wasn't too crowded, where we could just enjoy the waves and the sunset without any distra
Last Updated : 2025-01-30Under The Mask Of My Enemy Holding On
Chapter 68: Holding OnGarrett's PovI lay there, staring at the phone in my hand, my mind a thousand miles away. I wasn't anticipating any calls, much less one from Dexter. The moment his name appeared on my screen, my heart did a somersault.I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should even answer it. Something about the timing seemed off. Why was Dexter calling me now?Curiosity got the better of me, and I finally picked up the call. "Dexter," I said, trying to sound cool.There was a pause on the other end of the line before Dexter's low, serious voice came through. "Garrett, why did you take Thorne away from the Cullen family's estate without permission?"I felt a wave of defensiveness rise within me, and I did my best to compose myself. "Dexter, I…I couldn't just leave him there. I know I shouldn't have taken him without permission, but I couldn't risk losing him."Dexter's voice was firm, but I knew well there was an undertone of understanding beneath his voice. "Garrett, yo
Last Updated : 2025-01-31Under The Mask Of My Enemy Garett’s Mother
Chapter 69: Garrett’s POVThe dim light from my desk lamp cast long shadows across the room as I sorted through paperwork, my mind half-occupied with thoughts of the current deal I was negotiating. Business was always a constant, a never-ending ebb and flow of power plays, acquisitions, and strategy. I was used to dealing with pressure, but nothing in my life had prepared me for the moment when my phone buzzed on the desk—interrupting the steady rhythm of my evening.I glanced down at the screen, expecting a call or perhaps a message from one of my associates, but what I saw made my heart freeze.The text was short, curt, and anonymous.“You must come to this address with enough money within twelve hours. Do not tell anyone. If you do, your mother will be killed.”My breath caught in my throat, and for a split second, the room seemed to close in around me. Panic surged, but I fought to control it. I stared at the message, my mind struggling to make sense of it. My eyes moved over the
Last Updated : 2025-01-31Under The Mask Of My Enemy A Battle On Two Fronts
Chapter 71: A Battle On Two FrontsGarrett's POVThe hum of the engine was the only sound to cut through the silence as I tightened my grip on the steering wheel. The more he spoke, the more everything clicked into place, and I felt my blood run cold with the realization.Everything was too coincidental.Dextor's call, the sudden transfer of a host of personnel, my mother's kidnapping-none of it was an accident. It wasn't just bad timing or some freakish twist of fate. No, this was calculated. Someone was pulling the strings-someone who knew me too well.And I had this sinking feeling I knew exactly who it was.My cell phone buzzed on the dash, breaking through the thick, heavier-than-air tension that seemed to have settled over me. I snatched it up, pressing the answer button before the screen could flash a second time."Talk," I ordered, my voice sharper than I meant it to be.A deep voice crackled through the speaker. One of my men, stationed at a monitoring point. "Boss, we just g
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Under The Mask Of My Enemy A Desperate Plea
Chapter 74: A Desperate PleaThorne's POVThe air hung heavy with foreboding as the distinct sounds of guns being cocked sliced through the area, like the ominous drumbeats of fate. My breathing hitched at the view which was shoved down my throat: Garrett in the middle of the room, his face in the stark illumination of flashlights, hands halfway up in surrender. Fully armed FBI agents surrounded him, their weapons still trained on him, fingers resting precariously close to the triggers. The sight made my stomach churn.It all had happened in such a rush: one minute, we were at that stalemate of wills, my knife pressed to him, my anger aboil; the next, the door burst open and the agents swarmed in, suffocating. The world had tilted on its axis, and suddenly Garrett wasn't my captor anymore; he was a man cornered, his life hanging in the balance.I didn't know what to do. My muscles tensed, my mind racing to process this. I had wanted freedom. I had wanted escape. But I had never wanted
Under The Mask Of My Enemy A Turning Point
Chapter 73: A Turning PointThorne’s PovI stood my ground, my eyes locked on Garrett's. He had just told me that we needed to leave, that it wasn't safe to stay here. But I knew that I couldn't keep running, couldn't keep living in fear. I had to make a stand, had to take control of my own life."I'm not going anywhere with you," I said, my voice firm. "I'd rather die at Dexter's hands than be imprisoned by you like this."Garrett's face changed; his eyes clouded with hurt. But I couldn't let that sway me. I had to think about my survival, my freedom."I won't go with you again," I repeated. "I won't be your prisoner anymore."Garrett took one step closer, hands outstretched toward me. But I was ready for him. I pulled out the knife that had been tucked away, just waiting for the perfect moment to bring it out."Don't come closer," I warned, the knife shaking slightly in my hand. "Don't try to stop me and Gavin from leaving because we are not going to leave with you "Garrett's eyes
Under The Mask Of My Enemy The Breaking Point
Chapter 73: The Breaking PointThorne's POVThe villa felt cold, colder than usual, as I was led down the stairs by Gavin. My legs were still weak, trembling slightly beneath me with every step. It had been days—maybe even weeks—since I'd been allowed to leave the small room where they'd confined me, and though the shackles were gone, I felt them still. The cold, oppressive feeling of being trapped. Memories of Garrett binding me in that room, with the injections of those accursed muscle relaxants, came surging back upon me like an oncoming tide to drown me. There is no amount of time that could ever erase it.Gavin's grip upon my arm was firm, as though he might imagine me to fall or lose my balance, but it was more than that-a physical restraint. He watched me-eyes darting from one corner of the hall to the other, his whole posture tense. I didn't blame him; it wasn't just the house that felt unsafe-it was everything. The thick air, laden with tension, seemed to close in on me as we
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Trapped
Chapter 71: TrappedThorne's PovAs soon as Garrett was gone, I lay down on the bed and stared out the window. The darkness outside pressed in on me, making me feel trapped and smothered. I have no idea how many days I had been confined to this room. Days all started to run together and time lost all meaning.I was stuck in this room day in and day out, with no means of getting out or reprieve. Not that it mattered, even on the days when Garrett would take me out for some downtime. He would handcuff me, put me in a wheelchair, and wheel me out. It was a cruel mockery of freedom, a reminder that I was still a prisoner, still under Garrett's control.The insomnia worsened and, every night, I was awake for hours staring at the ceiling and brainstorming ways of escape. From picking the lock on the door to trying to sneak past Garrett when he came to visit me, I did everything I could think of. Every attempt up until now, however, seemed to have met with failure, and I'd begun to feel quit
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Chapter 71: A Battle On Two FrontsGarrett's POVThe hum of the engine was the only sound to cut through the silence as I tightened my grip on the steering wheel. The more he spoke, the more everything clicked into place, and I felt my blood run cold with the realization.Everything was too coincidental.Dextor's call, the sudden transfer of a host of personnel, my mother's kidnapping-none of it was an accident. It wasn't just bad timing or some freakish twist of fate. No, this was calculated. Someone was pulling the strings-someone who knew me too well.And I had this sinking feeling I knew exactly who it was.My cell phone buzzed on the dash, breaking through the thick, heavier-than-air tension that seemed to have settled over me. I snatched it up, pressing the answer button before the screen could flash a second time."Talk," I ordered, my voice sharper than I meant it to be.A deep voice crackled through the speaker. One of my men, stationed at a monitoring point. "Boss, we just g
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Garett’s Mother
Chapter 69: Garrett’s POVThe dim light from my desk lamp cast long shadows across the room as I sorted through paperwork, my mind half-occupied with thoughts of the current deal I was negotiating. Business was always a constant, a never-ending ebb and flow of power plays, acquisitions, and strategy. I was used to dealing with pressure, but nothing in my life had prepared me for the moment when my phone buzzed on the desk—interrupting the steady rhythm of my evening.I glanced down at the screen, expecting a call or perhaps a message from one of my associates, but what I saw made my heart freeze.The text was short, curt, and anonymous.“You must come to this address with enough money within twelve hours. Do not tell anyone. If you do, your mother will be killed.”My breath caught in my throat, and for a split second, the room seemed to close in around me. Panic surged, but I fought to control it. I stared at the message, my mind struggling to make sense of it. My eyes moved over the
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Chapter 68: Holding OnGarrett's PovI lay there, staring at the phone in my hand, my mind a thousand miles away. I wasn't anticipating any calls, much less one from Dexter. The moment his name appeared on my screen, my heart did a somersault.I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should even answer it. Something about the timing seemed off. Why was Dexter calling me now?Curiosity got the better of me, and I finally picked up the call. "Dexter," I said, trying to sound cool.There was a pause on the other end of the line before Dexter's low, serious voice came through. "Garrett, why did you take Thorne away from the Cullen family's estate without permission?"I felt a wave of defensiveness rise within me, and I did my best to compose myself. "Dexter, I…I couldn't just leave him there. I know I shouldn't have taken him without permission, but I couldn't risk losing him."Dexter's voice was firm, but I knew well there was an undertone of understanding beneath his voice. "Garrett, yo
