Semua Bab Trapped In My Husband’s Golden Cage : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Frieda’s POVThe hospital smelled super strong of cleaning stuff, and something else a little sweet. Michael was staying in a very special section. It was just for rich, important people who wanted everything quiet. His room looked like a really expensive, empty jail cell.I showed up wearing my "sad wife" clothes. Everything was black and fit perfectly. I only wore my heavy, shiny platinum ring.I looked like I was heartbroken, but deep down, I felt a secret, crazy kind of happy. Every minute Michael was sick in bed was a minute I didn't have to be near him. This happy feeling was a big secret, and I was scared my true smile might show on my face.Claudia Hart was waiting for me. Since the crash, she had been acting like the boss of everything. She talked to the TV reporters and gave serious speeches to keep the company's money safe. Now, she was telling me what to do."Smile for the cameras, sweetie. A brave, little smile," she whispered. She quickly fixed my jacket as we walked. "Bu

Frieda’s POVI spent the next two days feeling sick. I walked through the big house like a ghost. Alvin Heaton. Just thinking of his name and face hurt me. He wasn't just a stranger Michael hired. He was proof that my bad past was not gone. He was here just to scare me. I knew it.I couldn't let myself fall apart. I had to be perfect, quiet, and do exactly what I was told to survive. I started watching where the twins went. I watched the halls near my room. Every shadow looked like Alvin. Every sound scared me.The message finally came late on the second night. It was a single text from Michael’s secret phone: West Wing, midnight. You must cooperate.I got dressed slowly. I picked my most expensive, softest silk robe. It felt like I was dressing up for a punishment. I walked down the long halls to the west wing. The thick carpet made my steps silent. The air felt heavy. It smelled like leather and danger.When I went into the room, it was exactly what I feared. Michael was already t

FRIEDA’S POV Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, my husband proved to me he had just started playing his cruel game, and he wasn’t stopping anytime soon. The smirk on both their faces struck me like an arrow—like a planned out script for a new movie titled “Terrorizing Frieda Enriquez.” I haven’t seen my sister in ten years. TEN WHOLE YEARS since I managed to escape her haunting, creeping shadow and become my own person. “Everyone, I introduce you to Serena. She will be living with us now, and making sure the house stays in order while I get better. So I want everyone to welcome and treat her well,” he said. His voice, bold and commanding.“Oh, Mikeyyy!” She rushed forward and pecked him on the cheek. I remained frozen, as if in trance, half-expecting to wake from the nightmare that was in front of me. “Thanks for inviting me. Oh, dear, you poor thing! I hopped in the jet and came in as soon as you called. I’m so sorry. Everything is going to be fine.” “Nice to me

FRIEDA’S POV I opened my eyes, my head spinning. The EKG monitor beeped steadily as I looked at my left hand and saw my veins connected to a drip. I rubbed my eyes with my right hand and yawned. Turning to my right, I saw a doctor sitting with her back to me, typing on a computer.“Doc what happened?” I managed to open my mouth. “You fainted, but don’t worry. You’re going to be alright. I’ve placed you on some medications,” she said, not looking at me, tapping her keyboard aggressively. “I had the craziest dream. I’m so glad it was just a dream,” I said as I rubbed my eyes again. “I’ll be back in a minute,” the doc said and zoomed out. “It was no dream, Frey baby.” A hoarse voice came from behind me, grabbing my neck. My eyes flew open as I bent my head back, and there he was. ALVIN HEATON. My whole body shook like an earthquake. My heart slammed against my chest, and I froze. “You’re going to calm down Frey. I’m not here to hurt you. I’m a part of your history that you can n

FRIEDA’S POVFear shot through me, and my legs carried me crawling away from behind the sofa.“Mikey, what’s the matter?” I heard Serena say in the background. “Did you hear that?” She moaned, “Hear what? Ugh. There’s no need to be tense. Serena Clair is here to relieve you of all your stress in all the right ways… eat your food while it’s still hot.” Can the earth open up and swallow me already? ‘Clair.’ The name rang a bell in my head. She was no longer an Enriquez. I can confidently say that witch is not my sister. Thank goodness. “Ahhhh, Mikeyyy! Eat me up. Eat me now!” She moaned, and screamed. I couldn’t see what was happening, but it felt like Michael had left the bed: alert and searching. My heart flew so far it might as well have been on mars. “No. Wait,” he said. “Ugh! For fuck’s sake, Michael! Can’t a girl have a night of fun with her man? You tease me just to starve me? Men. Absolute scumbags!”The chemistry she had with Michael was very weird. It was as if they’d