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Under The Mask Of My Enemy Suspicions
Chapter 53: Garrett's POVThe days leading up to the wedding had been a flurry of activity and happiness. My mind was consumed with planning: confirming the flowers, finalizing the guest list, and making sure that everything was just right for Thorne. For the first time in my life, I allowed myself to dream of a future beyond power and control, of a future with him at its center.Yet in quieter moments-when I found Thorne gazing out a window or fleeing into his thoughts-I sensed there was something hovering just beyond my grasp. His smiles didn't always meet his eyes, and when laughter did come, it sounded hollow. But I overlooked it. He had said yes, hadn't he? That was all that mattered.I buried any doubts beneath the weight of my happiness.I hadn't expected Donovan to show up at my office that afternoon. He came in, his usual placid exterior sharpened, tightened. I put aside the pile of documents I was working my way through and waved him on."What's so urgent it couldn't wait?"
Last Updated : 2025-01-18Under The Mask Of My Enemy Wedding Engagement
Chapter 54: Thorne's POVIt was less than perfect-the wedding engagement party that Garrett had turned into an over-the-top festivity that would shame royalty, down to every single last obsessive attention to detail: a grand hall chandeliers glimmered; roses, champagne-the lot. The whole evening surrounded me with congratulating people: huge, honest-to-goodness, real, teeth- showing grins on the Cullens.The world seemed to hold its breath as Garrett slipped the diamond onto my finger. Pure happiness danced unguarded in his eyes, as the force of applause burst loudly around us. He hauled me in, his mouth coming down against mine in a sure declaration of love to everyone present.For a moment-a so-tiny fraction of time-I almost managed to get myself to really believe this could be it. I could contemplate really staying in this world he'd carved out for me.But reality was relentless, and so was my mission.As the hours passed, the guests trickled out, their farewells growing softer unt
Last Updated : 2025-01-19Under The Mask Of My Enemy Escape
Chapter 55: Garrett's POVThe night was wearing on, the villa settling into a soft hum of quiet. Most of the guests had left, leaving only family behind. I leaned back in my chair, a glass of whiskey in hand, savoring the faint burn that seemed to dull the high emotions of the evening. The engagement had gone perfectly. Thorne was mine—officially, undeniably.The image of his face when I slipped the ring on his finger filled my mind, and I smiled to myself. I had never seen him look so captivating. For the first time, I allowed myself to believe that happiness was within reach."Garrett," Donovan's voice cut sharply through my thoughts.I turned to see him standing in the doorway, his expression solemn. My older brother had always been good at grounding me, but tonight I really wasn't in the mood for lectures. "What is it, Donovan?" I asked, waving him off with a lazy hand."Come with me," he said, his voice low, almost a command.I frowned, setting down my glass. Something in his ton
Last Updated : 2025-01-20Under The Mask Of My Enemy No Escape
Chapter Fifty Six : No EscapeThorne's POVThe car jolted and lurched, tires skidding on dirt as it tore through the darkness, every pulse a splinter of adrenaline racing through my veins. The engine was so loud that everything else was blocked out, but my head was clear—sharp-edged, attuned to one thing alone. The road ahead was a smear of gravel and rough terrain, but I couldn't afford to look away. My hands were stiff on the wheel, knuckles white. I couldn't stop. I couldn't let myself stop.The wind howled through the cracked window, lashing my face as if the world itself tried to push me further away. Behind me, the chase was relentless. The headlights disappeared for a moment, granting a brief respite. Yet that wasn’t enough for me to feel safe. Not after what Garrett had done. His reach—his influence—stretched far beyond anything I’d ever known. Whoever was in that car wasn’t working alone.My heart thudded in my chest—a mad beat, pushing me to hurry. I bent down to check the r
Last Updated : 2025-01-21Under The Mask Of My Enemy Unbelievable
Chapter 57:Thorne's POVMy head throbbed like a drum, each pulse a dull ache radiating through my skull. It was a shock to open my eyes and look at what met my gaze - an instant spasm of dread ran through me. The room was foreign, antiseptic in cleanliness but oppressive in its silence. Pale gray walls surrounded me, with only one window and heavy curtains drawn tight against the world outside.As I tried to move, the cold bite of metal against my wrist stopped me. I looked down to see my right hand cuffed to the bedframe, the unforgiving steel digging into my skin. Panic surged through me, sharp and sudden, as the realization set in: I had been caught.The memories came rushing back-the screaming engine, the guns, the crash that had rolled my car across the ground. I recalled the pain, the feeling of suffocating defeat as my body had been tossed about like a rag doll. And now… this."You're awake.The voice was soothing, almost too soothing, and made my stomach twist into knots. My
Last Updated : 2025-01-22Under The Mask Of My Enemy Shackles Of Control
Chapter 58: Shackles Of ControlThorne's POVThe first thing I had noticed as I woke up was the old ache of my body. My ribs protested even the slightest movement, while my wrist-throbbing dully with a lingering rash from the handcuffs-protested as well. The room was the same-oppressive in its subdued shades and thick silence. It was here that I had been kept imprisoned for one week-a week of the persistent shadow of Garrett, regular visits from the doctor, and my futile plans for escaping.At first, I had tested every corner of the room, every lock, every possible weakness. But Garrett had thought of everything. The windows were reinforced, the door locked from the outside, and even the air vents were too small for any meaningful attempt at escape. It didn't help that I wasn't at full strength. My body, bruised and battered from my last futile run, betrayed me every time I tried to push it too far.Garrett, however, appeared to enjoy the situation. He was always there—sitting by the
Last Updated : 2025-01-23Under The Mask Of My Enemy Twisted Love
Chapter 59: Thorne's POVI lay on my back, my eyes fixed on the ceiling as Garrett's warm breath danced across my skin. His lips wrapped around me, and I couldn't help but feel a spark of arousal, despite myself.At first, I tried to deny it, to tell myself that I wasn't enjoying this, that I was just doing it out of obligation. But as Garrett's tongue teased me, as his fingers gently caressed my thighs, I couldn't help but feel my body respond.It was as if my body had a mind of its own, my reservations betrayed, my will surrendering to his touch. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks at the truth: I was enjoying this, and I couldn't deny it.But I didn't want to like it. I didn't want to feel this way about Garrett. I didn't want to be drawn to him, to crave his touch, to need him. But my body seemed to have other plans.The more Garrett worked his magic, the weaker my resolve grew. I was being consumed by sensation, my body responding to Garrett's touch in ways I had no control over.An
Last Updated : 2025-01-24Under The Mask Of My Enemy A Moment Of Weakness
Chapter 60: A Moment of WeaknessThorne's POVEarly morning light seeped through the curtains, painting obscure patterns on the wall. My body stirred before my head awoke; the soreness in muscles was a sharp reminder of what had taken place the night before. I groaned softly, shifting under the sheets, but suddenly did not move as the heat of another person lay beside me.Garrett.My breath caught in my throat as I turned my head. There he was, lying peacefully, his face relaxed in a way I rarely saw when he was awake. His dark lashes rested against his cheekbones, his features softened by sleep.For one brief moment, my mind betrayed me, telling me this was familiar, this was normal, we were just two lovers waking up after a night of passion. There were no lies, no betrayal, no chains binding me to this man.My chest constricted painfully as I stared at him. How could someone so despicable look so human? So painfully handsome? My traitorous heart clenched in a spasm of grief, mournin
Last Updated : 2025-01-25
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Under The Mask Of My Enemy Memory
Chapter 76: Remembrance of Past ExperiencesThorne’s PovI sat in the car and watched the villa behind us get engulfed by the fire, which seemed to burn everything that lay in its path. My eyes felt glued to the action, my body shivering down my spine at the scene and the events just experienced.I continued to stare at the fire engulfs until I saw a figure running toward us. Garrett. Anger and desperation had contorted his features, his eyes fixed on me with an unnerving intensity. A surge of fear ran through me as I watched him, my heart pounding in anticipation.But as I looked at Garrett, something weird happened. A memory flickered to life in my mind, a memory that I had thought was long gone. I saw myself, trapped in a burning building, flames licking at my skin. And I saw a figure, standing in the doorway, watching me burn.It was Garrett.It hit me like a ton of bricks, and my head simply reeled from the shock and horror of it all. Garrett, the man who had kept me captive, the
Under The Mask Of My Enemy Escaping The Flames
Chapter 75: Escaping the FlamesThorne’s PovIn an instant, my world turned to chaos. One minute I was caught in some sort of silent game of wills between Garrett and the FBI; the next, flames lanced up the walls, ravenous beasts eating upwards with terrifying speed. The air thickened in an instant, filling with smoke, heat, and the acrid smell of burning wood.I couldn't move.It was as if my body refused to process what was happening. My eyes darted from one side of the villa to the other, taking in the horror unfolding before me. The elegant furniture was being reduced to cinders in mere seconds, the luxurious curtains curling into blackened husks as fire licked at them mercilessly. Even the very floor beneath my feet felt as though it was beginning to burn.It was a fire that spread unnaturally fast, gobbling the villa down at a rate at which no escape could be entertained if we didn't act straight away.A deafening crack split the air, and a part of the ceiling collapsed, sending
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
Under 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
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
Under 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
