Chapter 15: Capture and make him mine
Ash's pov ;
As I sat there, lost in my thoughts, the door to my cell creaked open. Noah entered his face etched with worry. "Ash, are you okay?"
I nodded, though my mind was miles away. "I'm fine, Noah."
"Did he say anything to you?" he asked concernedly.
"He hinted that there's a real reason for all this," I replied in a low voice as I was tired of speaking. "But he didn't tell me what it was."
Noah sat across from me, his face twisted with frustration and worry. His fingers drummed anxiously on the table between us.
"Ash, I've tried everything," he began after a moment, his voice heavy with defeat. "Legal teams, personal favours, even contacting some of my old friends. But Elijah's influence is too strong. I can't get you out of here. I'm sorry."
I sighed deeply, the weight of the situation pressing down on me like a physical burden. My shoulders drooped, and I rubbed my temples, feeling the onset of a headache. "I appreciate everything you're doing, Noah. It's not your fault so don't apologise. You have already done so much for me."
He ran a hand through his hair tiredly. His eyes, usually so bright and lively, were now clouded with helplessness. "I can't believe he's using all of his power just to put you here. I should have punched him a few more times, broke his jaw and-"
"What?" I exclaimed in shock and his face stiffened in guilt. "You went to meet him."
He nodded while letting out a long sigh. "I just went there to warn him to get you out. But I shouldn't have thought so. The scene I saw upon reaching them fouled my eyes. I almost puked seeing them doing shit–!" His eyes widened as he realised that he accidentally slipped those words.