Todos los capítulos de Trapped By Desire: Falling For A Heartless Billionaire : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

"Yeah," he said, giving another short pause before continuing with a lower voice. "But we have no plans of getting married. It's merely for publicity. We plan to break-off the engagement in five months from now, but we don't want the public to know about it." Troy explained."Oh, ok," Alana nodded, mimicking zipping her lip with her fingers. "These lips are sealed." She said, causing Troy to grin at her playful expression.The night flew by as they continued talking. When Alana checked her phone, her eyes went wide seeing it was almost ten pm and she had about 20 missed calls from Roman, which she hadn't noticed due to her phone being on silent. She quickly told Troy it was time for her to leave. Troy swiftly settled the bill and they left.When the car stopped in front of the building, Alana thanked they exchanged before quickly exiting the car. It was already past 10 pm. She hadn't planned to stay out this late, but she had gotten caught up in their enjoyable conversation and com

"Mmhh," she moaned against his lips, and Roman took that moment to insert his tongue into her mouth.His tongue explored her mouth as the kiss deepened, turning more impatient. He squeezed her breast harder, earning another soft, muffled moan from her.Completely intoxicated by the deep kiss, something she was not used to, Alana's eyes were shut. She gasped for breath when Roman finally pulled away. Her wet lips parted, and the corners of her eyes were wet as she tried to catch her breath.But not even a second later, Roman seized her lips again. He let go of her wrist, his hand coming to circle around her waist, slightly lifting her off the ground and pulling her in, to press her body against his, as he ravished her soft, plum lips restlessly. Delightfully and hungrily, his tongue danced in her mouth, and before she knew it, she was already reciprocating his eager kisses, trying to match his vigor.Alana let herself go as she basked in his warm grip, his hard, toned chest pressing a

"Arghh!" the man screamed, blood trickling down his ear and from Alana's mouth as he tried to pull her off him.When he successfully managed to get her off him, his palm landed on her face, slapping her hard with all he had, the force causing her to stumble and fall to the ground.She felt dizzy, as if seeing stars, as she lay there on the hard ground. She could hear the men saying something, but she couldn't make out their words as their voices sounded muffled and distant to her ears. 'No...not again.' The mere thought of being kidnapped brought back terrible memories for her. Despite her strong resolve, she couldn't stay awake and finally passed out, succumbing to the darkness behind her eyelids.****Muffled sobs filled the room as Alana struggled against the ropes binding her to the king-sized bed. She had no idea what the room looked like, being blindfolded and gagged, but the heavy scent of scented candles invaded her sensitive nose. The only indication that she was on a bed

Instead, her anxiety only spiked. Carl glanced over at Erin, who was leaning against the wall opposite them, glaring at him. He silently mouthed, 'What?' and shrugged in confusion.Erin pinched the bridge of his nose, frustrated by Carl’s bright idea and choice of words. Meanwhile, in Roman's office, Ryan still had his gun pointed at his friend’s chest.“Tell me something... how long have you had your eyes on her?” Ryan asked, a cold smirk dancing on his lips. “Since she was 16?”“....”Roman remained silent, resting his temple on his knuckles.“All that talk about hating brunettes, you’ve always had a thing for her, haven’t you, you pervert?” Ryan taunted.“Ha…” Roman sighed. “I only met your cousin two weeks ago, so what are you getting at? If anything, you’re the one acting like you have a thing for your cousin.” He noticed Ryan's face darkening but wasn’t bothered or didn’t seem to care as he continued. “At least I’m not criticizing you for it. Everyone has their little fetish.

"That asshat! Maybe it would have been better if Ryan had hit him harder, right in his face, that stupid face of his," she muttered to herself as she walked to the bedroom room.She shut the door, leaning her back against it and shutting her eyes for a few seconds as a tired sigh escaped her lips. Her eyes fluttered open as she strode over to the dressing table. She glanced at her reflection, looking at the bruise, which was starting to turn blue, before walking over to dump her bag on the bed.Entering the closet, she sifted through her nightwear before settling on a simple but slightly short nightgown. She didn't think Roman would spend the night in this room given his earlier disposition, which was, in fact, to her own benefit.She stripped off her clothes before stepping out of the closet and entering the bathroom. A sigh of pleasure escaped her lips as the warm water fell down her body, soothing her sore muscles while washing away the soap from her pale skin. She had a shower b