Lahat ng Kabanata ng TRAPPED IN DESIRE : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Julian’s POVThe tunnel’s darkness engulfs us, the echo of the gunshot ringing in my ears as I clutch Sophia’s limp body, her breathing shallow, her skin cold against mine. The rock walls tremble, debris raining down from the explosion triggered by the scarred man my father’s old partner, Victor Kane, a ghost I thought was buried with my parents’ accident. My heart pounds, a mix of rage and fear, as Daniel, my grandfather, stands before the hidden tunnel panel, his pistol raised, blood spraying from somewhere ,him, Victor, or someone else, I can’t tell. The flames from the forest above cast flickering shadows, and Asher’s shouts fade, drowned by the collapsing stone and the helicopter’s relentless thump. Sophia’s my only focus her and our unborn child, the future I swore to protect.“Daniel!” I roar, my voice raw, my switchblade slick with blood as I shield Sophia, her head lolling against my chest. The needle mark on her neck burns in my vision, another drug stealing her strength, an

Julian’s POVThe gunshot’s echo ricochets through the hospital corridor, a piercing sound that drowns out Sophia’s scream and the blaring monitors in her room. My heart seizes, my blade already in hand as I spin toward Nadya, her gun smoking, her dark eyes gleaming with a vengeance I should’ve anticipated. Lucas stands frozen, his bandaged chest heaving, his gray eyes wild with shock but no blood Nadya’s shot missed him. My gaze snaps to Sophia, slumped on the hospital bed, her hands clutching her stomach, blood seeping through her gown. The sight rips through me, a primal fear for her and our unborn child, but the blood’s from her wrist a reopened wound from the zip ties, not a bullet. She’s alive, but terrified, her hazel eyes wide with confusion, locked on me as if I’m the enemy.“Julian, get her out!” Asher shouts, limping into the corridor, his gun raised at Nadya. Security guards swarm, their shouts a chaotic blur, but Nadya’s already moving, slipping through a side door like a

Sophia’s POVThe world is a haze of pain and noise, my body heavy, my mind a fractured mosaic as the hospital room shakes around me. My heart lurches, monitors screaming, their shrill beeps drowning out the gunshot that echoes in my ears. Blood sprays, hot and wet, across my face, and I gasp, my hands clutching my stomach, shielding my baby—Julian’s baby, the fragile hope anchoring me to this nightmare. My vision blurs, the drugs in my system pulling me under, but I see Julian, his piercing blue eyes wild with fear, his body shielding mine as Emily’s gun trembles in her hands, her face twisted with jealousy. Daniel, his knife glinting, lunges, and I scream, my voice raw, as the monitors flatline, darkness clawing at me. A hidden camera blinks in the corner, its red light a silent witness to this chaos, and I wonder who’s watching, what they’ll do with our secrets.My memories are a fog, fragments slipping through my grasp Lucas’s cruelty, Julian’s gentle touch, the night at the gala t

Sophia’s POVThe hospital room feels like a shrinking prison, the walls closing in as Daniel’s cold blue eyes bore into me, his file marked “Gray Secrets” clutched like a weapon.The TV screen flickers, Emily’s face replaced by a shadowy figure, their features obscured, watching us through the broadcast that’s tearing my life apart. My stomach twists with sharp pain, a terrifying reminder of my unborn child—Julian’s child, the secret Lucas tried to claim, the truth Nadya’s leaked to the press to ruin me.My memories are clawing back, fragments of Julian’s gentle touch, his promise to free me from Lucas’s cruelty, battling the fog of amnesia Emily’s accident forced on me. Julian’s hand grips mine, his shoulder bandaged, his face fierce with determination despite the blood he’s lost. “Don’t listen to them, Sophia,” he says, his voice a lifeline. “You’re stronger than this.”But am I? My marriage to Lucas, a business deal to save my family’s failing company, stripped me of my confidence,

Sophia’s POVThe quiet of Julian’s penthouse wraps around me like a fragile cocoon, the city lights sparkling through the floor-to-ceiling windows, a stark contrast to the storm raging in my heart.I’m curled on his plush couch, a soft blanket over my lap, my hand resting on my stomach, where my baby kicks faintly, a reminder of the life I’m fighting for. My memories are returning, jagged pieces of the gala, Julian’s gentle touch, and Lucas’s cruelty piercing the fog of amnesia Emily’s accident forced on me.But the calm of this moment feels fleeting, overshadowed by my father’s voice at the door, his chilling words “Sophia, we need to talk. Now.” echoing in my mind.The TV hums softly, Nadya’s leaked USB drive exposing lies about me, Julian’s vendetta, and secrets tying Lucas’s family to his parents’ accident. My mother’s broadcast, demanding I return home, and the mysterious email labeled “Lark Secrets” on Julian’s laptop weigh heavy, threatening to unravel everything.Julian stands