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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 The One I Met At The Operation
Chapter 97: The one I met at the OperationGarett’s Point Of ViewMy mind would not take it initially. My grip on my gun tightened, and my eyes were on the man struggling with my men. He wore no mask, no disguise. Just him—Thorne.I felt as if the ground below me had disappeared. My whole body went rigid, my chest barely rising for air. I had a mask over myself, my identity hidden, but my hands shook.What the hell is he doing here?Thorne marched across the room with the stealthy, unaccustomed grace of a specter. Each step was precise, calculated, and deadly. He battled with every ounce of strength he had, sending my men crashing down with quick, killing punches. He had ever been skilled, but now he was more powerful, more ruthless.I should have reacted. I should have ordered my men to kill him. But I couldn't.My brain yelled at me to move, to do something, but I stood there, paralyzed, and watched him.And then one of my soldiers raised his weapon, pointing it directly at him.My
Under The Mask Of My Enemy The Unexpected Face
Chapter Ninety Seven : The Unexpected FaceGarrett’s POVThe night was thick with tension, the kind that settled deep into your bones. The air smelled of gunpowder, damp earth, and the unmistakable scent of blood waiting to be spilled. My fingers flexed around the grip of my gun, steady and controlled. I had done this a hundred times before. Maybe more.This was supposed to be simple. A mission like any other.Donovan had everything planned down to the last detail. He had personally overseen the setup, making sure the men were ready, the information was solid, and the execution would be flawless. The target was dangerous, but nothing we couldn’t handle. I didn’t ask questions. I didn’t need to. That wasn’t how this worked.I stayed at the back, letting my men go in first. They knew their roles, moving in perfect sync, taking their positions, and striking with practiced efficiency. The first round of gunfire echoed through the night, sharp and relentless. Shouts followed—some from my m
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Operation After A While
Chapter 96 : Operation After A WhileGarrett's POVThe underground bunker smelled of gunpowder and metal, a scent that had once exhilarated me. Now it was the only thing reminding me of what kept me grounded. I'd spent too long locked within my own head, drowning in thoughts of Thorne, and letting my emotions take control. It had made me vulnerable. I'd let myself fall, and Donovan reminded me I hadn't forgotten.But tonight was different.Tonight, I was in charge again.I moved through the base, watching the men getting ready. Some were checking their guns, loading bullets into magazines, fitting silencers. Some were tightening gear, donning bulletproof vests and checking gloves. The air was heavy with tension, but I loved it. This was what I had been thirsting for. A mission. A purpose.I pushed my hair back, breathing out slowly. It had been far too long since I'd run an op myself. For months now, I'd been in the shadows, allowing others to handle it while I worked on my own issue.
Under The Mask Of My Enemy The Ultimate Betrayal
Chapter Ninety Five : The Ultimate BetrayalLena's POVThe room felt stifling.I could hear the muffled hum of conversation in the distance, a reminder that we were not alone. But in this cold, dingy room, it felt like the world had narrowed down to the two of us—me and Damian. Or me, Damian, and the traitor.Damian's face was unreadable. His jaw was set, his fists buried at his hips. But his eyes—those dark, black eyes—reflected an emotion I had never witnessed.Betrayal."You?" His voice was smooth, deadly almost, but I could sense the storm brewing beneath it.The man standing before us—**one that Damian had trusted, one with whom he'd been friends for years—**shifted awkwardly. But their eyes didn't show any remorse. No guilt. Just cold calculation."You shouldn't be surprised, Damian," said the traitor."This was always going to happen."My stomach tightened. I had witnessed Damian rage on numerous occasions previously, but this. this was different. It was the kind of silence tha
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Insisting
Chapter Ninety Four : Insisting Chapter 94Garrett's POVI swore to myself I was not going to do this. I want to avoid him. Leave him to live his own life. But I couldn't.Each day, I caught myself seeking him out, yearning for just a glimpse of him. At first, it was little things—glancing around where I knew he would go, walking by the coffee shop where he always stopped to buy his morning beverage. At first, I kept my distance, just observing. Just seeing he was still there, still alive.Then I moved in closer.I started to show up where he was, as if by chance. Bumping into him at a coffee shop, acting like I was in shock that our bodies had collided. The initial few times, he barely even looked my way. His expression remained unreadable, and he never even nodded my way. But I saw the way his fingers curled into his hand. I saw how he drew in a little bit harder of a breath when he saw me.He noticed me.And that was enough to get me back.It rained one day—one of those sudden,
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Facing The Truth
Chapter Ninety Three: Facing the TruthThorne's POVThe waiting room was quiet, except for the soft whir of the air conditioner. I sat, my eyes glued to the clock on the wall. Every second that passed took an eternity. My fingers tapped restlessly against my knee, unsure if I really wanted to be here.I'd been avoiding this for weeks—months, even. The idea of talking to someone, of laying it all out in the open, made my stomach twist. But something inside of me knew that I couldn't keep running. I was exhausted. My mind was a battleground, constantly fighting memories of Garrett, trying to erase him, push him away, but never managing."Thorne?"I looked up. A woman stood in the doorway, smiling sympathetically. "You can come in now."I swallowed, getting my legs to move. The office smelled of lavender, calming but not cozy. There was a couch, but I sat in the chair across from her desk. I didn't need to get too comfortable.Dr. Monroe, the therapist, sat down, opening a notebook. "Is
Under The Mask Of My Enemy A Chnage In The Storm
Chapter : A Change in the StormGarrett's POVRain scent clung to the air. The city blurred past me—cars speeding by, neon lights flashing against glass windows—but none of it mattered. My focus was on one place ahead of me.Thorne's place.I hadn't meant to be here, but going around it wasn't an option.I hated this.I hated that he was able to turn his back on me, ignore me like I was nothing. Before, at least, he had fought against me. Pushed me. Fought me. Now, only silence remained.I knocked once. Then twice. My fury grew with every second.The door finally opened.Thorne stood there, impassive face, eyes shaded with something very close to exhaustion. He wasn't shocked at all to see me, but he didn't move."Want to know what I want?" His voice was deep, controlled.Not icy. Not sharp. Just weary.That alone did something to the inside of me."I had to look at you," I said to him, my gaze sweeping his face for some sign of the anger, the rebellion I was accustomed to. But he did
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Help
Chapter 91 : HelpGarrett's POVThe moment Thorne fell, a crystalline fear cut through me like a blade. I had been standing here watching everything from afar but unable to help myself. Seeing him fall, seeing the way his body fell, vulnerable and open, all else seemed to fade.I was at his side in seconds, my hands around his shoulders. "Thorne!" His flesh was pale, his breathing straining. I didn't waste another second. Ignoring the chaos around us, I wrapped him up in my arms. He was thinner than I remembered—had he been taking care of himself? The thought coiled something inside my chest.The drive home was tense. I held Thorne tight, the hand on my knee, one arm wrapped tightly around him supporting him against my body. He groaned out in his sleep, but what he said wasn't clear. His eyes drew up, fingers spasm-ing, as though trapped in an unpleasant dream. I could visualize what he dreamed about.As soon as I had reached my home, I called the doctor. I barely accepted his questio
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Rejection
Chapter 90 - RejectionThorne's POVI stared at my computer screen, my jaw working in anger as I read the rejection letter for what felt like the umpteenth time. My on-site dispatch request had been denied. Again.A heavy sigh slipped from my lips as frustration mounted in my chest. How many times would they keep me back behind a desk, coddling me like fragile glass? I knew what they thought—that I wasn't ready, that my condition made me a liability in the field. But they were wrong. I wasn't weak. I had to prove it.Without hesitation, I got up from my desk and proceeded to my boss's office, knocking once at the door and then walking in. He looked up from his paperwork at me, his expression unreadable."I want to talk with you," I tried to state as calmly as possible.He put down his pen, resting back in his chair. "I assume it is regarding your application.".I nodded. "Sir, I need to be in the field. I can no longer sit behind a desk and watch other people do something. I know I ca
