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I FELL INTO HIS TRAP Chapter 33
(Emily's POV)"Which of you is Dimitri?""On the left."I jump off the floor when I heard his voice. Goddamn it! I gulp the remaining saliva I have in my mouth. "D-Dimitri?" stuttered, my head was messed up right now, seeing his presence, leaning on the door with his arms crossed on his chest, wearing his grumpy face.I can't distinguish if he was angry or what."Who give you permission to be so nosy?" he firmly asked, and this time, he was killing me with his raging eyes."My conscience?""Get out.""Okay." I immediately rush out of the room, without looking into his eyes as I passed him by. "The brochure is on the table!" I yelled.Once I left the storage room, I had to get away. I went straight to my room and locked the door. I must be dumb thinking that he won't open the door, but I was just being safe at least. The latter part is the bathroom though.The sun was setting by now, making the sky mix with pink, orange, and red. It was a sight to behold. Sitting here alone, peaceful
I FELL INTO HIS TRAP Chapter 34
(Emily's POV)Dimitri and I did the same routine for three days. We ate breakfast together like a couple with serious marital problems then he went outside the mansion to manipulate and maim most likely, and I was escorted back to my room.In an effort to earn some freedom and a way out of this nightmare, I behaved as best as my mouth would allow even though I wanted to scream inside.Dimitri, Leila, Cleo, Lucio, Aly, and the woman from the island whom I believe was Cleo's mother, were the only faces I saw day in and out, and was starting to mess with my head. I didn't know when the shift happened, but I began to look forward to breakfast if only to escape the mind-creating boredom.On the third morning. I came to a realization. "I know what you're doing," I announced at the dining table.Dimitri lifted his gaze from the iPhone that was probably glued to his hand. If "Tasty" and "Delicious!" in a deep Candy Crush voice weren't coming from the stupid device, it constantly pinged with t
I FELL INTO HIS TRAP Chapter 35
(Emily's POV)"I'm thirsty, wife."Fork halfway to my lips, I stilled at the tone in his voice that practically demanded I serve him. He has a lot of servants, why is he acting childish right now?After a disbelieving beat ticked by, I allowed my gaze to travel to the lazy bastard, who goofed off in his chair and, I knew from experience, had full use of both of his hands."Then? Should I pour a liter of water into your lazy mouth?" I said with humor.He smirked, "I will give you a privilege.""I'm not interested." shutting him down with my sharp tongue."In everything?" he questioned, lazily."Particularly related to you."He softly chuckles, which I find amusing to my ears. He sounded genuine with his little laughs, but I won't get into that trap. I need to focus on pissing him off and making his day worst, dragging him, as my day was worst because of this Goddamn period."My throat is almost drained."And that amusement shattered, same as I glare at his countenance, with a sly smil
I FELL INTO HIS TRAP Chapter 36
(Emily's POV)My eyes lifted to meet black ones that didn't hold a sparkle, a toothbrush slipped from my fingers. Cold fear paralyzed me to the spot. I stared at him, chest heaving with the expectation of his vengeance. Regardless of what he had in store for me. I refused to plead for my life. If price sent me to hell, so be it. At least I would leave this world with my dignity intact.Dimitri moved toward me, those expensive boots walking on the fallen door. The clank of metal brought my gaze to his hands, and as I watch him pull his belt from its loops, my heart fell through my stomach.He was going to whip me.Screw dignity.Is that what he called 'soft'?"I'm sorry." the words escaped on the uneven breath."No, your not."Legs carrying me backward, he followed my pullback. The coolness of the stone shower floor met my feet. I was trapped, and he was closing in on me with that lax belt in his grip. I should accept the pain to bring me back to reality; to remember his company was no
I FELL INTO HIS TRAP Chapter 37
(Emily's POV)"It is time for lunch." The lace hem of Alya's dress which went out of fashion two centuries ago, swayed as she came to a stop in the doorway.I sat on the couch in the drawing room, staring out the large front window. "I'm busy." Stewing in my own despair... But busy all the same.Her eyes narrowed.I'd thrown tea into Dimitri's face, and he didn't kill me. He didn't even leave a permanent mark. On my body at least. As for my mind, pride wouldn't let me dwell on it, especially because the burn of his scruff and the ache that came to life still hadn't dissolved. It was there, a perverse and restless coil of need.Now I had the gut instinct he didn't want to torture me physically, but I was also sure he found it a diverting amusement to smash my soft heart beneath his boot. "He will lock you back in your room," Alya warned.I gave her a look of resentment, then got to my feet and followed her to the dining room.That sounds scary. Being in a room with four corner walls is
I FELL INTO HIS TRAP Chapter 38
(Dimitri's POV)Hands in my pockets, I stood in front of the library window watching the light, in search of the horizon. The old clock chimed at eight in the morning, signaling I got less than three hours of sleep after returning from Rome last night. But as soon as the sun rose, so did I. Old habits die hard.The quiet winter morning remained still when the first ray of light reached the toes of my boots. When light glimmered on a flaxen head of hair, a lash of heat licked through me, slid down to harden in my groin, and stretched my body taut. The rising sun created the perfect illusion of a halo on top of Emily's head before she disappeared behind the trees that outlined my property. For a second. I thought I was so sexually repressed when I was imagining her. God only knows how many times I'd thought about fisting a hand in that hair while she sucked me off. The skirt of a flowery dress slipped into view, and I am sure as f*ck knew my imagination wouldn't come up with floral pa
I FELL INTO HIS TRAP Chapter 39
(Emily's POV)I stared at Dimitri at the window with his hand in his pocket and the other one was on his iPhone, clearly busy texting with someone I did not know. The hell I care.Without knowing he came back last night from whatever business he had outside this town. Again, the hell I care.I'm skipping breakfast today and I was hoping he won't intervene in my decision. I had dumplings and milk this early morning, prepared by Leila since I was awakened at quarter to five in the early morning before the sun rose to the horizon.I take my time playing with the dogs, except Ravi, who might be having a period for his cold shoulder towards me, although he was a male. Clearly, I was just taking my time here, killing my boredom inside the mansion, until that awful handsome creature look at me. He glared his eyes towards mine as if I'd thrown him a ball of snow at his back. He's at it again.Didn't t know that he has the guts to come home? Or is he?"Miss, it's time for breakfast.""I'll s
I FELL INTO HIS TRAP Chapter 40
(Emily's POV)Her perfectly left brows raise in confusion as her emerald eyes with thick extension eyelashes flicker as if I was some alien who's talking in English. Then she scoffed. "What kind of gibberish are you talking about? You? Who looks like an American, a servant of Dimitri?"I rolled my eyes. I wish I was but that's far from the truth. "I am not his servant.""Then, what are you? A guest? Oh please." she chuckles. I don't know why I find it annoying just by hearing her disbelief tone. "You intruder!" She suddenly pulled me harshly to my arm which she never let go of earlier. The more she tightly grabs my arm, the more it is painful for my skin. Her fake nails were digging a hole into my skin."I said I am not. Where are you taking me?"We exit the garden and she still grabs me like I was some sort of a trash bin. Can we just talk this out?"I'll take you to the police for robbi--""Cosa sta succedendo qui, signorina Hert?!" I turned to the owner of that loud grumpy voice,
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