The Prison Project Novel

keeper 149 Summary In Chapter 149 of "Keeper," Margot finds herself in a new and unsettling environment as she spends her first night in prison without Coban. The reality of her situation weighs heavily on her, and she feels a mix of anxiety and anticipation about facing the unknown. Just as she is grappling with her emotions, Leo's teasing voice interrupts her thoughts, leading her to discover a large box filled with an overwhelming amount of pink clothing.

This sight triggers a wave of dread in Margot, as she remembers that Coban despises the color pink, which adds to her worries about their upcoming encounter. As Leo laughs at her reaction, Margot feels embarrassment wash over her, recalling how Coban had previously referred to her as a "Barbie doll." The pink clothes symbolize her struggle to fit into a world that feels foreign and uncomfortable. Despite Leo's attempts to lighten the mood, Margot's anxiety grows as she contemplates how Coban will react when he sees her dressed in the very color he dislikes.

The thought of facing him again fills her with a mix of fear and hope, as she grapples with her growing feelings for him. Leo tries to reassure Margot by revealing that Coban has genuine feelings for her, which leaves her stunned and uncertain. He explains that Coban has been actively working behind the scenes to ensure Margot's safety and well-being, even going so far as to orchestrate their current arrangements. This revelation shifts Margot's perspective, making her question her assumptions about Coban and his intentions.

Leo encourages her to trust Coban and gives her the confidence to confront him, despite her fears of upsetting him. As the chapter unfolds, the playful banter between Margot and Leo provides a brief respite from her worries. Leo's teasing about Coban's potential reactions adds a humorous touch, lightening the mood. However, Margot is still left with the weight of uncertainty as she prepares for the next day, knowing she will have to face Coban and navigate the complexities of their relationship.

The chapter concludes with Margot feeling a mix of apprehension and excitement about what tomorrow will bring, unsure of which side of Coban she will encounter-the dangerous protector or the caring partner. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **Chapter 149** **Margot's POV** For the very first time since I had stepped through the heavy, cold door of Leo's cell, the reality of my surroundings hit me with an intensity that was almost unbearable. This was it. My inaugural night inside the prison compound without Coban by my side.

My first night in a space that wasn't mine, a space that felt foreign and unsettling. My first night where the unknown loomed large, where anything could transpire... but thankfully, Leo was not like the others. I had faith in him, and Coban did too. Suddenly, Leo's voice broke through my thoughts. "I'm guessing this is for you," he declared, his tone light yet teasing. I turned just in time to see him crouching beside a large cardboard box that had been unceremoniously shoved against the wall.

With a swift motion, he ripped it open, stepping back as the contents tumbled out in a flurry, creating what could only be described as a pink explosion. Pink. So much pink. My stomach plummeted at the sight, my jaw dropping in disbelief. "Oh crap," I murmured, frozen in a mix of horror and disbelief. Leo raised an eyebrow at my reaction. "What? What's the problem? It's certainly not my stuff..." I swallowed hard, shaking my head vigorously. "No, uh... it's not that. It's just... Coban hates pink." He blinked at me, his gaze darting between my face and the box, clearly processing my words.

I held my breath, bracing myself for him to scoff, to roll his eyes and tell me I was being overly dramatic, to suggest that Coban wouldn't care about something so trivial... But instead, he burst into laughter, shaking his head as if he couldn't contain his amusement. "Oh yeah, I remember that," he wheezed, his shoulders shaking with mirth. "He was furious when you first showed up. Called you a damn Barbie doll." Heat flooded my cheeks, embarrassment creeping up my neck like a creeping vine. Barbie doll-that was how he had seen me, with my pink uniform and blonde hair.

How could I have been so naïve to arrive at a prison looking like this? Of course he hated it. I stepped closer, crouching down beside the box, my heart racing as I pulled out a sweatshirt that had been folded neatly on top. I shook it out, almost hoping that by some miracle I could shake off the color, before setting it aside in resignation. Next, I unearthed a hoodie... Pink. Then came the pyjamas. Pink. Then T-shirts. All pink. Every single item in this box was a violent shade of bubblegum pink. Fantastic. Just fantastic. Were the guards playing a cruel joke on me?

Testing how far they could push Coban before he would finally snap?! I dropped my forehead into my palm, feeling the weight of despair settle over me. "I can't wear this. He'll lose it with me tomorrow." Leo snorted, his laughter still lingering in the air. "Not your fault, that's what they gave you. I'll explain it to him, don't worry. There's nothing you can do about it." Relief flickered through me for a fleeting moment before panic took hold again. He probably wouldn't listen to Leo either... Tomorrow. Tomorrow, I would see Coban.

Tomorrow, he would see me dressed like a giant wad of cotton candy, just as I had on the day we first met. Tomorrow, I would confront the man who terrified me, protected me, bewildered me, and who, it seemed, might actually like me? And I feared that I too, liked him back more than I had ever admitted to myself... "What if he gets really mad?" I whispered, more to myself than to Leo. "I don't want to start tomorrow off with him angry." Leo rolled his eyes dramatically, as if they might get stuck in that position. "Relax. He isn't even here. Tomorrow is tomorrow's problem.

What's the worst that can happen anyway? He glares at you? Yells a little? Grabs your chin like a little angry puppy?" My face flushed instantly at his words. "Leo!" He cackled, the sound echoing in the small space. Not just a light laugh. A full-bellied laugh, as if he had just delivered the punchline to the funniest joke ever told. "Hey, don't blame me," he smirked, a playful glint in his eyes. "The man's obsessed with you." I froze in place. Literally froze. My lungs seemed to forget how to function, the air suddenly thick and heavy. "W-What?

I wouldn't go that far..." I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. Leo's laughter faded, his expression shifting to one of seriousness as he moved to sit on the edge of the bed, regarding me with that infuriating older-brother wisdom he sometimes wielded. "You do know he really likes you, right? That's not something I'm just making up..." He said this with a deadpan expression, and I shrugged, unsure how to respond. My mouth opened, but no sound emerged. Sure, I understood he had feelings for me to some extent, but how deep did that really go? I wasn't certain...

Leo continued, his voice steady. "I know what happened with the neck thing. It was awful. I told him that. But believe me, he regrets it. A lot. He felt sick about it. He doesn't want to hurt you like that." His gaze softened as my fingers brushed over the bandage on my neck, a lingering reminder of that moment. I blinked at him, lost in a sea of thoughts, struggling to find the right words. "He only uses scare tactics to get what he wants," Leo said with a casual shrug. "He's dramatic like that. But you? You're probably the safest girl in this whole damn place.

He'd kill ten men if they even looked at you the wrong way." My stomach flipped at his words, a mix of fear and something else-something warmer. "You believe he really... likes me?" I whispered, my voice trembling with uncertainty. Leo groaned, dragging both hands down his face in exasperation. "Oh my God. Yes. Yes, woman. YES. He seriously freaking likes you. He had me punch him in the face earlier just to make sure you got paired here with me and not some random inmate." I stared at him, blinking in disbelief, my mind racing to process this revelation. He... he orchestrated this?

"You don't seriously think this was a coincidence, do you? The man's been gone all day pulling strings, making deals. Probably threatening half the suits in the building. All to ensure you ended up here, and Cara ended up with him." My cheeks flushed with warmth at his words, my mind spinning. Coban did this? All of this? He truly fixed everything? "So Cara's safe?" I asked shakily, my heart pounding in my chest. "He has her?" "Yeah," Leo confirmed with conviction. "She relaxed the second I whispered it to her...

and if you trust Coban with Cara's safety, then maybe try trusting him with your own." I swallowed hard, feeling the tightness in my throat. Woah. "Give him a chance," Leo added softly. "He means well. Even when he's a raging asshole sometimes." A small, nervous laugh escaped me then, genuine and light, despite the tension in the air. My gaze fell back to the pink pyjamas, a reminder of the absurdity of my situation. "Maybe you're right," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I just... I never want to upset him." Leo snorted, his laughter infectious. "Upset him? To hell with that!

Try being a little firmer with him. I bet he'd secretly like it too!" My face flared with heat, embarrassment washing over me. "L-Leo!" He smirked, as if he had just unveiled the greatest secret in the universe. "One thing though," he added lightly, a teasing lilt to his voice. "You can share the bed with me tonight, but maybe don't tell Coban that. He'll burn the building down." I covered my face with my hands as Leo erupted into laughter once more, the sound echoing against the cold walls of the cell. "No funny business anyway," he added quickly, raising his hands in mock surrender.

"I'm fully loyal to my Cara, you know that?" I peeked through my fingers, curiosity piqued. "So you... you like her too?" Leo shrugged, as if the word 'like' was far too small to encompass what he felt. "Well yeah," he replied simply. "She's mine now, isn't she?" Something warm and comforting tugged at my chest at his words. Cara deserved someone who cared for her that deeply. A smile crept onto my face, but as I picked up the pink uniform once more, a nervous flutter chased across my ribs. Tomorrow... I would see Coban. And I had no idea which version of him would show up...

The dangerous one? The protective one? Or the one who would go to war behind the scenes... all for me. Conclusion As the weight of the pink garments settled in Margot's hands, she felt a shift within herself-a blend of fear and hope swirling together. Tomorrow loomed ahead, a day filled with uncertainty and the potential for confrontation, yet beneath the anxiety lay a burgeoning belief in Coban's feelings for her. Leo's words echoed in her mind, a reminder that even amidst the chaos of prison life, there was a flicker of something genuine between her and the man who had once terrified her.

She realized that the vibrant pinks surrounding her were not merely a source of dread, but also a symbol of her own journey-an unexpected path leading toward acceptance, vulnerability, and perhaps even love. With a renewed sense of determination, Margot took a deep breath, allowing herself to embrace the absurdity of her situation while also acknowledging the deeper connections at play. The laughter shared with Leo, the warmth of camaraderie, and the possibility of Coban's affection all began to weave together, forming a tapestry of emotions that pulled her forward into the unknown.

The looming confrontation promises to be charged with tension, uncertainty, and perhaps a touch of humor, as Margot grapples with her feelings for Coban while battling her anxiety over his reaction to her pink attire. Will she be met with anger, amusement, or something entirely different? The stakes are high, and the atmosphere is thick with the possibility of either reconciliation or conflict, making it a pivotal moment for both characters. Moreover, the chapter is likely to delve deeper into the dynamics of Margot and Coban's relationship.

With Leo's revelations swirling in her mind, Margot must navigate her own feelings while deciphering Coban's complex nature. Will she find the courage to trust him, despite the fear that has gripped her heart? As she steps into the unknown, readers can expect not just a confrontation, but a significant turning point that could redefine their relationship. The anticipation builds as Margot prepares to confront her fears and discover the truth about Coban's feelings, setting the stage for a dramatic exploration of love, trust, and the lengths one will go to protect those they care about.

Sara Lili Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland's breathtaking cold.