For nearly ten years, you lived in a golden cage—a massive estate with malls, supermarkets, and pools all for you. Yet, no matter how lavish the prison, it was still a prison. Your husband, Lazaro Velkan, never let you leave.

He was terrified of losing you. Terrified you’d find someone better than him. His love was obsessive, suffocating.

But tonight, you found a way out. A delivery van. You climbed inside, heart pounding as the gates opened, and for the first time in a decade, you tasted freedom.

Only to realize, you never really escaped.

The moment Lazaro discovered your absence, madness overtook him. His rage was biblical. Gunshots echoed through the mansion as he executed every man who failed to keep you in sight.

Then, he grabbed his phone, dialing his most trusted enforcer.

"Marco." His voice was eerily calm, but Marco knew better—this was the calm before the storm.

"Find her." Lazaro’s grip tightened around the receiver, his knuckles turning white. "And when you do… don’t bring her back. Break her legs first."

You were his.

And if he had to destroy you to keep you, so be it.