Married To The Devil I Can’t Escape

Chapter Ten – Beyond the Gates

The car ride was silent, but every second felt like a countdown.

I stared out the tinted windows at the sprawling estate, the gardens, the walls I had once memorized now fading behind us. My pulse raced—not from speed, but anticipation.

“Where are we going?” I asked finally.

Lucien didn’t answer. He never did. His hands rested on his knees, fingers tapping lightly, calm and measured. The air in the car felt thick with authority, impossible to ignore.

We drove for nearly an hour, past the city lights and into the outskirts, where the buildings thinned, replaced by trees and shadowed hills. The road narrowed, and I realized we were leaving the city entirely.

The car stopped abruptly at a private helipad. A sleek, black helicopter waited, engines already running, blades slicing the air.

Lucien stepped out first. I hesitated, but he held out a hand. Not an invitation—an order.

I took it.

The moment I stepped onto the landing pad, the wind ripped at my dress, my hair, my sense of control. The helicopter rose, the city shrinking below, until the estate—the only world I knew—was a cluster of lights in the distance.

I gripped the seat as Lucien remained calm, eyes fixed ahead.

“You’re afraid,” he said quietly. “Good. You should be.”

“Where are we going?” I asked again. My voice was stronger this time, though my stomach churned.

“To a place where rules are clearer,” he replied. “Where your limits will be tested… and where you will learn what it truly means to belong to me.”

The helicopter cut through the night, and I felt a strange mix of fear and anticipation. I had no idea what awaited me—only that whatever it was, it would change everything.

Hours later, we landed in a remote location—a mansion even larger than Blackwood Estate, surrounded by thick woods and silence that pressed in on all sides.

“This is where you’ll begin your real education,” Lucien said, his eyes scanning me with that familiar intensity. “This is where the consequences of disobedience are absolute.”

I swallowed. The weight of reality pressed down.

This wasn’t just a lesson.

It was a warning.

And for the first time, I truly understood: I had no escape.