Todos os capítulos de TRAPPED IN DESIRE : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Sophia's POVThe sight in front of me causes tears to prick from the corner of eyes. My entire body shivers in horror as I gaze at a lady dressed in a red skimpy skirt sitting on the laps of my husband, Lucas while making googly faces at him.My heart shatters into pieces the same way the food box in my hand falls to the floor and shatters, spilling the content on the tiled floor and attracting the attention of the both of them to me.Just a few seconds ago, Lucas was smiling excitedly at the lady but the moment he noticed my presence, his smile disappeared."Sophia." Lucas calls out my name and jerks off the chair. He rushes towards me with a confused look plastered on his face whereas the lady just stands by the corner of the office, adjusting the hems of her skirt. "What are you doing here?" Lucas raises a brow at me. "Lu-Lu..." I stutter, I try to construct my sentence perfectly but I am too shocked to even call out my husband's name perfectly. I gulp a lump down my throat as a frown

Sophia's POVI sit by the corner all by myself, watching Lucas and his colleagues joke and laugh about things. I sigh heavily and avert my attention back to the bar and drown myself in the solemn music blaring from the speakers.Apparently, it was true. Lucas is no longer CEO of Anderson Enterprise. I was able to dig deeper and i got to find out that someone bought a large amount of shares from the company which automatically makes him the new CEO of the company. In order to celebrate the new CEO, A charity gala was organized by Lucas and some of his other colleagues, Lucas forced me to come along, just so people might think our marriage is some kind of bed of roses meanwhile I have a feeling that my marriage with Lucas is slowly crumbling, all I can do is hold onto the crumps.I release a heavy sigh as I hear Lucas yell "Babe! Can you please get us three bottles of tequila and some shot glasses!" I roll my eyes. It is not like I can refuse to his offer. There are several waitresses pas

Sophia's POV"Hello? Who is this?" I press my phone close to my ears while taking out time to arrange Lucas' clothes carefully into his wardrobe."Julian Gray." The familiar deep voice replies. His voice sends chills down my spine causing the clothes in my hands to fall right to the floor. I gulp a lump down my throat as my heart begins to race extremely fast. I suddenly recall the night of the charity gala, the night I had sex with Julian.I mutter a cuss under my breath as I recall how one kiss with him had led to sex between us, worse of it all is that the next morning, I woke up in his room, on his bed. I had successfully sneaked out of his mansion and i thought I had gotten rid of him."Sophia, are you still there?" Something about the way he calls my name flutters my heart. I hastily snap out of my thoughts and respond in a cold tone. "How did you get my number?" I snap at him.I hear him laugh over the phone. "I have my ways but that does not matter, does it?" I imagine him raising

Sophia’s POVThe air in the house feels heavier now, as if the walls themselves are closing in. Lucas’s paranoia has turned our home into a gilded cage,cameras at every corner, security guards lingering like silent sentinels. I clutch my phone, the screen dim, hiding Julian’s latest message: “Meet me tonight. We need to plan.” My thumb hovers over the reply button, but fear paralyzes me. What if Lucas finds out? What if he sees through my lies?The pregnancy test result burns in my mind, a secret that could unravel everything. I’m carrying Julian’s child, and every day I hide it feels like a betrayal not just to Lucas, but to myself. I want to tell Julian everything, to lean into his strength, but the risk is too great. Lucas’s temper has grown erratic since Julian took over as CEO. He’s not just controlling now; he’s dangerous.I hear the front door slam, and my heart lurches. Lucas storms into the living room, his gray eyes glinting with suspicion. “Where were you today?” he demands,

Julian’s POVThe creak from the hallway sends a jolt through me, my instincts kicking into overdrive. Sophia’s trembling in my arms, her wide hazel eyes locked on mine, reflecting the same dread that’s clawing at my chest. The photo on her phone,her silhouette in my car, the chilling message burns in my mind. Someone’s watching us, and they’re close. Too close. I pull her tighter against me, my hand cupping the back of her neck, trying to anchor her to me, to this moment, even as the world threatens to unravel.“Stay here,” I whisper, my voice low and steady despite the storm brewing inside me. I ease her onto the couch, her bare skin still flushed from our earlier intensity, and grab my discarded shirt, pulling it on as I move toward the door. My pulse hammers, but I keep my movements deliberate, controlled. Whoever’s out there, they’re not getting past me. Not to her. Not to our child.The safehouse is supposed to be untraceable off the grid, known only to me and a handful of truste