All Chapters of Trapped in the devil's chambers: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

The house reeked of the stale smell of alcohol and regrets. Aria learned life in a hard way, learned not to flinch at the sound of broken bottles but tonight was different. She trembled at the sight of almost every movement and she sat down covering her ears in fear as another bottle shattered against the wall. Liquid dripped slowly onto the cracked floor as it formed a pool around her bare feet. “Useless!!” her father slurred, yelling from the couch, his bloodshot eyes barely focusing on her which made her more scared. “Absolutely useless… Murderer!!” Silence had become her shield as words only made everything worse. “I didn't kill her, I didn't kill her, I didn't kill her,” she kept on whispering, trying to remind herself that she didn't kill her mother. With tears in her eyes, she bent down to clean the mess, careful not to cut herself again. The sharp sting of glass under her foot made her whimper as she met eyes with her father who was glaring at her ferociously. The sting

Aria didn't know what to expect,she had been pushed into the dungeons like a piece of trash that she was. Of course she wasn't accepted anywhere.She cried.Cried for the kind of life she lived and the kind of world she was born into.She would have been a florist, painter or even an architect in another dimension far away from this society.Then came the flashback of those eyes,she had surely seen those and would recognize them anywhere.Those crystal blue eyes were the first eyes that made her go wet in her teens. She would never forget them.Those messy hair she never failed to comb back in those days now slicked back and cut shoulder-length.Not to talk of his suit fitting him perfectly like it was custom made.Was her instincts lying just because she hadn't seen him since her teens.Who was she kidding, Dominic is never going to come back.She bent her head to cry in agony.Suddenly the iron-bars were pushed open and two guards walked in.She shifted back in fear“Don’t touch me, l

His shoes echoed as he walked into the den.Some people called it the lion’s den except that whoever entered never came out alive. The sound of cane whips and distant gunshots greeted anyone foolish enough to step inside.Underworld boss.All famous dead-shot. Second-in-command. A man who despised anyone who dared compete with or challenge him. Under his rule, the Aurelian empire had become the most powerful force in Italy,both in business and in the underworld.The lights flickered on as he stepped fully into the room. Dominic stopped at the center, where a young man was strapped to an electric chair. The man was tattered,shirtless, trembling, wearing only his pants. A tattoo covered his back: the Aurelian insignia–an eagle’s eye with a red cross at its center.The man was sweating. Crying. Breaking.“Boss! Boss, please give me a second chance!” he sobbed. “I swear I didn’t do it” “I delivered the drugs exactly as you ordered. It wasn’t me!”Dominic tilted his head slightly.“Are y

Hearing the click on the knob sounded like a gunshot to Aria's ear and the door swung open,the cold air rushed in hitting her skin giving her goosebumps. With hands on her shoulders,she glanced up to meet with the one in a kind hazel eyes. Coming face to face with the guy she saw downstairs and she was just wrapped in nothing but a towel.She felt naked. Guys always had a way of making her feel insignificant, vulnerable and little. She bent her head as she constantly and desperately adjusting her hair falling out. Riley couldn't stop staring at this sin in a towel. She wasn't a guard nor was she one of the maids who spent their shifts trying to catch his eye in the hallways. He could hear her obvious deep breaths and wide panicked brown eyes. Water droplets tracked slowly, glistening down her shoulders disappearing into the knot of the towel held tight against her chest and sliding down her legs onto the floor…and his eyes??Followed that single drop down. He

Morning had come quickly,infact too quick for Aria's delight. Dominic's words kept echoing in her ears. “Tomorrow…..”Today was pregnant with it's own troubles and she was yet to face it. Looking out the windows to the outside world and yawning in sheer despair. She retreated towards the bathroom where she was to prepare for whatever the day holds against her. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★Last night had been too fast,and the morning looking like it held a lot of secrets. Standing at his window….just like he does every morning.A routine.To soak up the first sunshine.“It holds so many treasures Riley” his mother's quiet voice kept on echoing in his head. And then….a flash of a face. The slave….the nameless slave. He realized he didn't had the time to ask her for a name. “Don’t go close to her Riley” The boss's warning nagged his ears.What does the boss have to do with that?? His brows furrowed forming a crease betwe