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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,
I FELL INTO HIS TRAP Chapter 41
(Emily's POV)We both stopped at the loud noise coming from the gun. I felt someone drag me off her. My feet dangled off the floor as Dimitri held me by my waist. He was usually so warm, but now, his arm burned like an icy shackle. Sharp words were being exchanged, but the ringing in my ears drowned them out. My chest heaved from the exertion, though the anger was gone, leaving a cold detachment behind.She stood and wiped porridge from her face, her eyes raging with malice. "So, it's her?" she laughed, then a small pout appeared. "Didn't know that you targeted a cheap girl."Who's cheap? Me? She must be talking about her nasty personality.Dimitri seethed, the fury vibrating in his chest. "Knowing the truth, you have the guts to hurt my wife."She stared daggers at me. "So, it's true that she is your wife?""Do you think Lucio is?""Why did you re-married?"Dimitri caught a glint of uncertainty in her eyes and laughed. "You think only you have the right to do so?""She entered the ga
I FELL INTO HIS TRAP Chapter 42
(Emily's POV)As I finished my lunch, without Dimitri, I decided to stay in my room for the time being. This morning, I saw a black Porsche in the garage. And I believe that does not belong to Dimitri. It belongs to that Sylvia.Leila said, Dimitri, has gone to the city for his business to do, which I do not have knowledge of what kind of monkey business he was running through. He will be back at dinner, I guess.Before I reached the staircase, the mahogany front door, creek open. Why is she here, again? They still let her in even though a catfight occurred yesterday. Maybe they wanted a show for a new sight, their life must be too boring just by watching out some enemies outside the boundaryShe entered the mansion as if she owned it. My gaze runs through her red Balmain lace bodycon mini dress with a faux fur wrap, covering her upper body. My brows raise at the mini-length red dress, showing off her porcelain doll-like thighs. I admit she has a gorgeous body and face, that every ma
I FELL INTO HIS TRAP Chapter 43
(Emily's POV)One of his 'f*cks' hit my ears before he jerk off his chair and caught me by the waist just as my legs gave out.With my back to his chest, he shoved two fingers down my throat, gagged on them, then threw up on his hand and the marble floor. He did it again, and again until nothing else came up, and I begged him to stop.Hot sweat permeated my skin, which made me shiver. My limbs were as weak as jelly, and tears saturated my cheeks from the presence of his fingers down my throat. But the knowledge he hadn't done this to me filled me with a disturbing amount of relief that alleviated the grip on my lungs.When he lifted me, my eyes opened, and I blinked against the harsh light. Alya dashed from the room after Dimitri growled something at her.Rainbow-colored vomit stained my rose dress and Dimitri's Tom Ford suit. I wondered if this was how I would die, poisoned by black tea in the devil's arms. I wondered if hell would feel as welcoming; if it had an accent, sharp incisor
I FELL INTO HIS TRAP Chapter 44
(Dimitri's POV)Lucio occupied the chair in front of my desk, his careful gaze and silence on my skin. He had a good reason to be cautious. It was a while since I'd been so angry my hands shook, three months exactly, when I found Celine's body, lifeless on the floor, bathing with her own blood.The irony of the situation was one of the reasons I'd forced myself to sit here and wait for the rage to cool before I shot my men one by one to find the traitor in our midst. The other reason . . . well, it made me a little nauseous. It was the idea Emily's soft eyes were almost permanently snuffed out by a cup of tea. The burn in my chest whenever I thought of it reminded me of the time I fought for air in an Imperial Sedan filled with icy water. I didn't often dwell on the past, but the odd sense of... relief Emily would live reminded me of my first breath after breaking my head through the surface of the Po river.I took a drag from my cigar."Cleo is questioning Amy," Lucio said. I star
I FELL INTO HIS TRAP Chapter 45
(Emily's POV)I thought Alya was a bad maid, but that was before I had her as a nurse. She plumped the pillow beneath my head like she was beating a lump of dough and pulled a piece of my hair in the mix.With a resentful glance, I shied away from her. "Thank you, but my pillow is fine."She raised a brow before sliding a mischievous look away to mess with the tray of food at my bedside."I'm not hungry," I said.She ignored me and made a show of adding sugar to my tea. As if I'd ever drink that tea again.I'd stayed in bed for two days, and with each second that passed, I grew sicker of it. The only thing that kept me here was the knowledge someone in this house hated me so much they'd poisoned me. And then, my thoughts chanted I was an awful person.My mind was a terrible place.Yesterday, Louis, the doctor, deemed me as good as new. Dimitri, however, hadn't shown his face since he carried me to my room and stripped me naked. I didn't know what I expected. Certainly not an apology
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