Share
15
I was sitting on the bed thinking like always. When a knock rattled at the door, it interrupted my thoughts, bringing me back to reality. I frowned, wondering who would visit at this time. It can't be Ivan, he never knocks at the door.
I walked to the door and swung the door open. To my surprise, Dean was standing on the other side of the door with an arrogant grin on his beautiful face. Seeing him there, my whole body felt restless.
What is he doing here?
His smile widened as he noticed the discomfort in my eyes. Sadistic rascal
"What are you doing here?" I asked. My tone came a little harsh, but I don't care.
I wasn't in a good mood for his game. Actually, I don't think I'll ever be in the mood for his games. I didn't want to be alone with Dean, this man annoys me to no extent.
"Aren't you going to invite me in?" He said with a sweet fake smile.
"No" Before I could shut the door.
His hand flew
Related chapters
Trapped 16
I lay on the bed thinking about the incidents that happened a few hours ago. I can't get Dean's words out of my head. He wants me to drug Ivan and comes to his room. What if Ivan caught me? I don't even want to imagine what he would do to me. I was lost in my thoughts when the door opened and walked in, Ivan. Without giving me any glance, he disappeared inside the bathroom, stripping off his leather jacket and throwing it on the couch on his way. I heard the door shut and soon the sound of water running. Unconsciously, my gaze travelled toward the glass, just in case any white power could be seen, and to my luck, it wasn't. Yes, I had already mixed the powder on his glass wasn't stupid enough to do it in his presence. Dean said it was just sleeping pills, but how can I be sure he isn't lying to me? I mean what if his target is Ivan and I am just a pawn in the game? And what will happen if Ivan comes to know about the drug that I have added to h
Trapped 17
Ivan doesn't bother to hide the shock in his features as Sasha announced to him about my pregnancy. Silence fills the room as Ivan just stares at me with indecipherable expressions. He didn't look angry nor did he look happy. I was petrified about what was going to happen next. It is so still that I feel myself losing my sanity from the deafening silence. "David, call the doctor," was all Ivan said. "D-Doctor but why?" I asked suddenly, alert. "We are getting rid of that thing," Thing? His face is void of any emotion as he says that. My eyes widen in horror as the tremor runs through my back. He can't do this to me. He can't kill my baby. "What do you mean by getting rid? And why are you calling our baby, thing? It's not a thing," I said angrily. "We are getting rid of the baby," he replied. "No, please," I shook my head, looking at him. "Please, Ivan, don't do this, I will do anything," I begged him. My
Trapped 18
I closed and locked the door. As soon as I was done undressing, I made my way to the shower and turned it on. After washing my body and hair, I dried myself. I went to the closest to select a dress for today. Just as I walked inside, I found a box lying on the floor and my brows furrowed in confusion. Crouching down, I picked it up before opening it. There was a dress inside of it. I took the dress and kept the box aside. I can't even describe the dress, but it looked more like a bikini than a dress. Maybe Ivan brought it for Kiki as her dressing style is similar to this one. But why did he keep it on the floor and the bigger question was when he did keep it there. I clearly remember it was not here before. I looked at the box, there was a small note. I looked it 'Wear this. Dean will come to pick you up. Ivan,' What the hell? I don't know what Ivan was thinking while purchasing this dress for me. All I wanted was to cu
Trapped 19
On the way back to the warehouse, Ivan did not say a word, but it was clear that he was angry after everything that had happened in the restaurant. I still don't understand why he was angry. I wore the dress he gave me. Then why did he act the way he did? I felt like I was solving the hardest puzzle. I snapped my head toward him. His jaw was clenched, his knuckles had turned pale because of his tight grip on the steering wheel. I was surprised it had broken under the pressure. "Ivan..n," I called him out, but I got no response. Maybe he didn't hear. I cleared my throat to make myself comfortable. "Ivan," This time my voice came out a bit more confident than before. Again he didn't respond. Now it was clear that he was ignoring me. "I- I didn't do anything. Please try me," I said, my voice breaking at the end. "One more word. If I hear one more word from you I'll cut your tongue off," I couldn't help but frown. I d
Trapped 20
There are tons of assumptions rushing through my brain. I was just emotionally disarranged. I don't know what to expect from my life. I've always wanted to be self-reliant and live my life on my own terms. I wanted to fly like a free bird... and make my dreams come true. So far, my life has been on the right track. Things were going according to my plan. My life was perfect before these monsters entered my life. They came like a storm and destroyed my peaceful life. Yes, we were poor and had a hard time making ends meet. But we were happy... I was happy. I was shedding tears as I imagined how different my life would be if Ivan hadn't taken me. But for now, my main concern should just be my survival. Yes, they haven't tried to kill me yet, but you never know. You can never guarantee anything in your life. They have done so much to me, and they could do so much worse than this. It is better to keep my lips sealed and do as they please.
Trapped 21
Ignoring David's remark, I went back to my food. I don't want to give him any satisfaction by giving any kind of reaction. In the middle of breakfast, the clicking of heels resounded in the room. I looked towards the door where the sound came from. A very gorgeous blonde entered the dining room, walking towards us. She was tall and lean, her breasts were of perfect size. Not too big and not too small, and her dirty straight blonde hair falls over her hip. She had a sharp jawline and high cheekbones. Her lips were full and pouty. And not to forget her sultry green eyes. She wore high heels and a very tight red dress that perfectly highlighted her figure. A huge smile instantly appeared on her lips as soon as her gaze fell on Dean. Am I missing something? She seemed extremely excited to be in Dean's presence. To my surprise, she walked over to Dean and kissed him before sitting next to him. My eyes narrowed and my face twisted slightly in confusion. Did
Trapped 22
After I was done baking the cake, I was heading back to my room to take a shower when I collided against a firm body. I closed my eyes, ready for the impact, but before I could fall on my butt. A strong muscular arm wrapped around my waist, restricting my fall. I looked to my savior to see an unfamiliar man. He had jet black hair. Thin lips and thick eyebrows. His tan skin complements his brown eyes. His eyebrows were long, any girl would die to have them. He looked around in the mid to late thirties. I would be lying if I said he wasn't good-looking. He was a good-looking man. God, what am I thinking? Shaking my head to clear the thoughts, I immediately straightened up. "Thank you," I said, tucking my hair behind my hair, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. He had the same expression as mine. "I'm sorry I didn't see you come. Are you okay though?" He inquired his tone apologetically. "I'm okay, it was my fault, anyway," I said with
Trapped 23
I was fast asleep when I heard footsteps making my eyes shoot up. I bit back a scream as I saw a man in front of me wearing a creepy clown mask. He held a big cooking knife in his hand. As he advanced towards me, I couldn't stop myself from moving backwards. Before I could blink, he was on top of me. "Bye-bye," he said in a dark and twisted voice before he swung his knife up and plunged it into my chest. I let out an ear-piercing scream. I opened my eyes. I was breathing hard. My whole body was covered in sweat. I was shivering uncontrollably. I sat holding my chest and trying to calm myself. "It's just a dream Jasmin relaxes," I assured myself, in the hope of calming down my racing heart. My heart almost felt like it would pop out of my chest anytime, but I couldn't blame it, it was one of my worst nightmares. Ever since the incident with Ivan which happened a week ago, I have been getting nightmares almost every single night. There are certai
Latest chapter
