Bound by Obsession

chapter7: escape?

**Chapter 7: escape**

Isabella's heart raced as she woke up in an unfamiliar room, her head hurting. She blinked, trying to clear her blurry vision, and memories of Tristan's sinister presence flooded back. She was Determined, she knew she had to escape.

Using her skills as a lawyer, Isabella carefully planned her escape. She watched the guards daily routines and noticed the gaps in their shifts. She identified spots where she could avoid the cameras. She also noted any if there were any sharp objects she could use to pick locks or defend herself.

While Tristan was in his office, Isabella made her move. She used a hairpin to unlock her door and slipped out quietly. She avoided the guards by hiding in rooms and behind furniture. Once outside, she found a car with keys in the garage and drove to the airport.

At the airport, Isabella used a fake ID and bought a last-minute ticket to a distant city. She paid in cash that she has been saving since 2 months or so.

The tension was high as she waited for her flight, constantly looking over her shoulder.

As the plane started to move, Isabella's heart pounded with hope. But her relief was short-lived. To her horror, Tristan appeared on the plain , his rage clear as he stormed toward the plane.

"Everyone off the plane now!" Tristan's voice echoed through the cabin, sending a chill down Isabella's spine. She realized her escape had been discovered, and Tristan would stop at nothing to get her back.

With a sinking feeling, Isabella watched as Tristan approached her seat. In a swift move, he grabbed her, lifting her in his arms and carrying her off the plane. Despite her struggles, she couldn't fight his strength.

He was driving to the mansion all calm..while she couldn't help but wonder if it's the calmness before storm

Back at his mansion, Tristan's anger fumed as he confronted Isabella in the bedroom.

"My dear sweetheart, you must understand that fighting me is pointless. You belong to me now," Tristan said, his voice low and threatening.

"I will never belong to a heartless criminal like you, Tristan. I'll fight you every step of the way," Isabella replied, her voice shaking with defiance.

Tristan smirked. "You're quite fierce, my love. But I possess a power which no one can withstand."

"I'd rather die than submit to you, Tristan. You'll never be able to break me," Isabella spat back, her eyes blazing with determination.

Tristan's gaze hardened. "Oh, I don't plan on breaking you, Isabella. I want to make you the perfect companion, someone who understands me like no other."

"I'll never understand a monster like you. You've killed innocent people, including a judge who dedicated his life to justice," Isabella said, her voice shaking with anger.

"Justice? Ha! The only justice in this world is the one I make. And soon, you'll see things my way," Tristan said with a dark laugh.

"I'll never accept your crimes, Tristan. No matter what you do to me," Isabella declared, standing her ground.

Tristan leaned in close, his breath hot on her ear. "We'll see about that, my dear. For now, rest. You'll come to see the truth in time."

"I'll never rest until I'm free from you, Tristan. And mark my words, that day will come," Isabella vowed, her voice full of resolve.

"Such determination. I admire that about you, Isabella. But remember, I always get what I want," Tristan said with a cold smile.

As he turned to leave, Tristan issued a final warning. "If you ever try something like this again, your punishment will be far worse. Do not test me, Isabella."

Undeterred, Isabella knew her fight for freedom was far from over.

Isabella's eyes filled with tears. "Why do you actually do this, Tristan? Why are you forcing me? Fine, if you want me to take the case back, I will. But don't force me like this. I have my own life."

Tristan's expression softened for a moment, but his resolve remained. "Isabella, this isn't just about the case. It's about us. You will learn to accept this life, and you will learn to love me. If you ever try to escape again, the consequences will be severe."

Tristan left the room, leaving Isabella to grapple with her emotions. She knew she had to stay strong and find another way out.

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After 2 hrs or so
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Two hours later, Tristan returned, carrying a tray of food. He placed it on a small table in front of Isabella.

"Eat," he commanded, his tone firm.

Isabella hesitated, her stomach churning with hunger. "I won't take anything from you," she retorted defiantly.

Tristan's expression darkened. Without a word, he pulled out his phone and played a video. Isabella's heart sank as she watched footage of her friends being watched by Tristan's men.

"Ho-how?" She stuttered

"You see, Isabella? I have eyes everywhere. If you don't cooperate, your friends will suffer," he threatened ignoring her question.

Reluctantly, Isabella took the spoon from Tristan's hand. "I'll eat by myself," she insisted, but Tristan remained stubborn.

He scooped up a spoonful of food and brought it to her lips. "Open your mouth," he ordered.

Isabella clenched her jaw but reluctantly obeyed. She swallowed the food, feeling a sense of defeat wash over her.

Tristan continued to feed her, his touch rough and suffocating. Despite her protests, he forced her to eat more than she wanted.

"I'm full," Isabella finally protested, pushing the plate away.

Tristan observed her closely, his gaze assessing. "You're too thin," he remarked coldly. "You need to eat more."

Isabella shook her head, refusing to comply, but Tristan was relentless. He continued to feed her, his actions both intimate and Threatening.

As she swallowed each bite, Isabella felt a surge of anger and frustration. She was trapped in a nightmare, with no escape in sight. But she refused to surrender completely to Tristan's control.

She hoped...hoped that someday she'd be free from this hell, and from this monster who claims to love her.

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