All Chapters of THE DON'S SECRET OBSESSION (His Bride, Her Prison): Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Chapter 112Ariel’s POVThe moment the words left my lips, my body grew stiff.My words hung heavily between us, echoing sharply in my head.I didn't plan on letting them out, at least not in this way. Nothing about the conversation I just had should have been told to anyone.Especially Dermos.Luciana didn’t respond immediately, she just stood there, staring at me like she was trying to see the meaning out of what I had just said.“What do you mean by that?” She asked finally, slower this time.Her voice had dropped far from what it was, far from the heavy tone she had used just few seconds ago.Even her hands lowered slowly from her chest.I swallowed, forcing myself to stay calm. “I mean exactly what I said. I needed answers.”“Answers from who?” She pressed, stepping closer. “Who have you been talking to, Ariel?”I exhaled softly, shaking my head. “It doesn’t matter who I spoke to.”Her brows pulled together instantly. “It matters.”“There were people,” I said instead, avoiding he

CHAPTER 114Ariel’s POVAfter days, weeks, months, years, home finally stared back at us. Barely twenty feet away.We stopped just outside the gate, staring beyond it at the structure we once called home.The place we once never wished to leave, then never found a way to come back to, till now.The house was standing right in front of us, quiet… unchanged… like time had passed everywhere else but here.My eyes traced the walls slowly, the windows, the gate—every detail hitting harder than I expected. It wasn’t just a house. It was everything we left behind.Luciana’s hand brushed lightly against mine before slipping away as she stepped forward.“It looks pretty much the same,” she said softly.I swallowed, my throat tightening slightly. “Yeah… too much the same.”The gate creaked when we pushed it open, the sound louder than it should’ve been with the deadly silence around us. We walked in slowly, like we were stepping into something fragile—like one wrong move would break whatever w

Chapter 116Ariel’s POVThe word slipped out before I could stop it.“Mom…?”And for a second—just a second—I believed it.My chest tightened as hope flooded through me so fast it hurt. It crashed into me before I could think, before I could stop it, before I could remind myself that nothing in my life had ever been that simple.But then—The woman’s face didn’t change. No warmth and certainly nothing similar to mom.Just her brows pulled together while.she struggled to hold up the load she had in hand.And just like that, everything shattered all at once, dropping hard in my chest and scattering into a million pieces.I felt it in the way my breath caught. On the way my fingers curled slightly at my sides.In this way the word Mom suddenly felt stupid sitting on my tongue.She wasn’t her.And I should’ve known.Beside me, Luciana shifted, and I could feel it—that same hurt settling over her too, just probably not everywhere like mine.The woman frowned slightly as her eyes moved bet

Chapter 118Dermos’ POVEmpty. That was the first thing that settled in my chest.Don't panic. Not fear. Just… emptiness. Like something had been taken out of me too fast for my mind to catch up.I moved further into the house, my steps slow at first, then sharper.“Ariella?” I called again.Nothing. Not even an echo.Carlos was already moving, checking the side rooms, the kitchen, the back exit.Clear. Too clear.My jaw tightened.“They were here,” he said again, like repeating it would make them suddenly appear.I turned to him slowly. “You left them here.”It wasn’t a question.“Yes,” he replied, firmer now. “I made sure they were inside. Doors locked. No one followed.”“And yet they’re gone,” I muttered.Silence followed, thick and heavy.I let out a sharp breath, running a hand through my hair before turning away from him.Think. Don’t flip out. Think.There were no signs of a struggle. No broken furniture. No blood.That meant—“They left on their own,” I muttered.Carlos frowne

Chapter 120Ariel’s POVThe first thing I noticed about it was the terribly simple setting, it certainly didn’t look like anything special.No guards. No major decoration outside. Not even a sign of something important, something life-changing.It was like nothing at all was tied to it. Just another house.A small, quiet house sitting in the middle of nowhere like it had been forgotten.It had wooden walls that had been slightly worn out with the color having faded by time and weather. The roof leaned too much to the right than how it normally should. It looked more to be a simple, yet practical structure. It had a narrow porch stretched across the front, with two steps leading up to a closed door.It looked like a cabin. The kind people came when they wanted to disappear.Or be left alone.My chest tightened slightly.This is it? This is where everything led to?I stepped out of the car slowly with my eyes fixed on the structure like it might glitch if I looked away for too long.B