The next morning, he arrived at the dilapidated bungalow on Oak Street. Stepping out of the car, the first thing he spotted was Mason's car which was parked on the other side of the street. His heart was heavy with apprehension as he turned and walked towards the Coffee shop opposite the Oak House. He pushed the door open and stepped inside. He was instantly hit with the soothing smell of coffee. He was about to look around for Mason when he heard someone click their fingers in the distance. He instantly turned his head in the direction and saw Mason seated at a far corner of the room. He was putting on black glasses and a leather jacket. He glanced at his watch, it had just hit nine. Getting to the table, he lowered himself onto the seat, finding it hard to control his feelings. He still wanted to lash out at Mason but there was nothing he could do now. "Would you like some coff-" He was barely done when Cage raised his hand and cut him off. "I don't want any of your stupid tal

With everything set, he knew that it was time to put his actions into motion and finish it off. But he had one thought at the back of his mind now. It was about Rochelle. He wondered if she knew about the whole thing going on or if she was innocent and had had idea what her husband had been doing. Even though it was hard to say that there was no way she wouldn't know, he couldn't underestimate Mason's abilities to hide things. She could be his wife and could be very confident that her husband wasn't doing anything bad but it might all be because he had perfectly kept it away from her. He couldn't jump into conclusions so he just let it slide without probing into it. The last time he saw her at her family's mansion, she looked so happy and fulfilled, and ever since the Chloe saga had begun, she had not said anything to him. That was enough to put her out of the picture but it didn't mean that she could be a threat, a potential threat to him. He just had to look out for her, anybody c

They were dressed like rascals. They walked to the boot and opened it before dragging someone out. Cage watched on, holding the fake will. He could feel the tears gathering in his eyes when he saw Chloe again. He'd never thought it would come to this, but this was him, dealing with it. In the background, the detective asked his men to get ready. They moved their fingers to the trigger and waited patiently. Mason wasn't out yet. After they pulled Chloe out, Cage wasn't surprised when he saw how she looked. He had suspected that he was going to treat her that way. She had lost so much weight and also looked so weak. He doubted if she had any idea where she was right now. A sudden surge of anger filled him but he pushed the feeling aside and continued to watch. A few moments later, another door opened and this time it was Mason. He was putting on a black, leather jacket. It was so thick that he suspected it was bullet proof. Mason didn't say a word, he stood stock still and watched e

Two weeks soon passed away like leaves in the wind. During those two weeks, not quite much had happened. The news of Mason's death and his involvement in the attacks had been making the rounds in the news and Chloe found herself on a path to healing, both emotionally and physically, as Cage wanted. Every new day brought a sense of hope to her. It reminded her of what she had gone through in the hands of Mason but she had a strong heart, and Cage was there to take care of her everyday while letting her know that everything would be okay. It wasn't surprising, however, that she recovered very fast. After she had recovered and was discharged, Cage took her back to his apartment. She still looked thin but she was getting healthier with each passing day and she felt a lot better and could stand on her legs without experiencing any kind of difficulty whatsoever. During that time, her bruises had also healed so the scars on her hidy were not so visible as they used to be before then. At t

It was a very bright day, and the sun cast a warm, golden hue over the sprawling Estate where Cage and Chloe's wedding was set to take place. The venue was bedecked with vast lawns with vibrant blooms, elegant decorations and the towering establishment which was just the perfect backdrop for the joyous occasion. It had been a very rough journey but miraculously, they had been able to get out of it and get to the point that they have always desired since the first day he accepted to be hers and she accepted to be his. Chloe was being attended to by stylists as she sat in the decoration room, nervously staring back at herself in the mirror. She was the perfect picture of a bride, ready and willing to get in there to accept and meet her husband. Even through the veil, she could see the stylists had done a wonderful job.The murmurs that were starting to build outside told her that the guests were already arriving. As soon as she was done and everything, Cage walked in and took her han