All Chapters of Enslaved By My Billionaire Husband : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Blake’s POVI paced from one corner of my sitting room to the next. This wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be happening. There was no way in hell Helen could be missing, not when I had finally managed to get her back by my side. Yes, I had intended to punish her and keep her far away from Dominic, but as it stands now, it seems other forces were trying to keep her far away from me. As soon as Jeffery, the head of my security team, had come to inform me that Helen had been kidnapped, my mind had immediately gone to Dominic. They might have planned this so she could get away from me and be with him as much as she liked. However, my brief conversation with him showed that he had no idea of her kidnap. My current suspect was Isabella and Dad, but they have refused to say a thing, both of them maintaining that they know nothing of what is currently going on. “You know, Dad, if you don’t tell me the truth, I am going to report you and this little lying whore to the police,” I growled at my

Helen's POV "And there we have it. Your man has agreed to do my every bidding. I guess it isn't so hard to get to him after all." Travis beamed at me and ran his fingers down my body.My skin crawled, having him touch me like that, and I really wished that my hands were free enough for me to bite him or slap him away. He was a disgusting piece of shit and I hated everything about him."Why do you have your nose scrunched up like there is a smell in the air? Please, don't tell me that you don't appreciate me touching you?" He asked and wrapped his palm along my neck, making me feel so claustrophobic."Can you please just stop touching me?" I begged and faced away from him.I was having a hard time breathing and coupled with my disgust for him, I just felt as though I was going to cave in and faint."You should be glad that I am touching you. You know you are worthless and way beneath any billionaire's level. You should be filled with joy and gratitude that a man of my caliber deemed i

Blake's POV I stared at the screen of my phone, not believing that he had ended the call on me.I was working way harder than he could ever imagine to ensure that his crimes were cleared, and he returned Helen to me. There was no way he could kill Helen. I still had some time, roughly about 5 hours. I dialed his number again, but unfortunately, it didn't go through. My heart was beating at a thousand beats per minute and this rate, I was certain it would burst and I would die.Travis might be a shrewd man, but at least, he ought to respect his words. The timeline he had given to me wasn't up yet, so what the hell was he up to? As many times as I tried to dial Travis, his number didn't go through and I knew I was fucked.He might be killing Helen at this point and I wished I had opened up to the chief of police earlier on. At least, with all the details I would be able to provide them, they could have figured out where he is at this point."You are such a foolish man." I hissed at m

Helen’s POVBright lights kept flashing in my head, hurting every nerve in my body. I could hear numerous shouts, yelling at me to come back or freeze. The confusion was so loud, hurting my brain until finally I felt the heavy pain that pushed me down to the floor. The shock of hitting the ground did something to my brain and my eyes shot wide open. Sweat was drenched all over my body and I felt so hot. My eyes saw nothing except for a white wall and even at that, it was so hard for me to process what I was seeing.“Oh, my God. You are finally awake. I am so glad that you are awake.” A feminine voice said and I craned my neck to see an elderly woman by my side.She looked kind and welcoming, but even at that, I was really scared to face her. I didn’t know who she was or what she was doing besides me. There were a lot of questions that I needed answers to, but my mouth was too heavy to move at all.“Can you hear me?” She asked when I didn’t reply to her for a while.Slowly, I nodded m

Blake's POV I lay on my bed, staring deep at the light bulbs overhead. I knew I shouldn't be staring into bright light like that, but I did not care. My life would end pretty soon, I may as well ruin my eyes and other parts of my body. There was nothing for me to be bothered about. Every day, I kept thinking of the best and perfect way to die, and yet, I never seemed to do it. It wasn't that I wasn't able to do it, I sincerely just wanted Travis's trial to be complete and give Helen the justice she deserves. I feared that if I killed myself, he would manage to bribe himself out of this case. She had no one to fight for her except me and I had failed her badly already. The only way I could give myself some success was to ensure that the bastard gets the death sentence. Despite all the torture and interrogation he has been through, he has refused to tell us where her body was. Even at that, he refused to admit to killing her. It was a psycho play and as much as it was annoying me,