Danger Room の小説・ストーリー

This is a cliché in a movie, not my life. Damian stood frozen in the doorway, his eyes scanning the room, his jaw a hard, set line. He saw the bed, the single bed, and a muscle ticked in his cheek. He had been so used to Ms. Romero's efficiency and discretion that he hadn't even considered the possibility of a mistake. And now, in a city-wide blackout, with a raging storm outside and no one to turn to, he was faced with a situation that was both incredibly awkward and terrifyingly intimate.

It was faint to my hears but I could make out the fact that it was from a young woman. "Common , I can't just get caught for taking a neighbor who fainted at my door to the hospital" "And then what? They request for you to call her guardian and then you explain how else you know her except meeting her in her parent's home, Dwyer , you're putting you both in danger for crying out loud!" The person known as Alice seemed to be at her wits end as she talked. Danger? What danger? I wanted to stand and ask but my weak body protested

I'd played this game too many times. I fumbled again, and this time, a click echoed, amplified by the frantic beat of my heart. "Mona! Open this damn door!" His voice, thick with liquor and rage, vibrated through the thin wood. I didn't dare answer. Maybe by morning, he'd have forgotten the details, or at least be too hungover to care. But for now, I was getting out of here! I yanked the window open and peered outside. It was daytime, making everything visible, but no less terrifying. It was a long drop, and the thought of landing awkwardly, possibly breaking my neck, sent a wave of nausea through me. I wasn't ready to die yet.

“You idiot! You ungrateful daughter. Stupidity is the reason why your mother died early. You're a worthless piece of shit!” Emily cried even more as he gestured to the police to move Dr. Morris to the mobile car. He was afraid that something would happen at any minute to Emily's baby. *** The house was filled with a cry and gentle tone from two women. Nimueh let Emily cry on her shoulder while he was walking back and forth in front of them. “The baby is not mine. Why did you not tell me about this ahead of? You put my family in danger.” He stopped from questioning and analyzing everything when a hard thing touched his head. He looked at the floor where the thick book landed flat then to Nimu

~LEXI~ “One wrong move, and I was dead.” The thought flashed through my mind as I stepped inside the Esposito mansion. The mansion glowed under the night sky, too perfect, too calm for the danger hidden inside. It felt like a trap, the kind of place where power and secrets mixed, and one mistake could cost me everything.

His voice was low and serious as he began to speak, his words filled with a mixture of concern and warning. "Camilla, I need you to understand the gravity of the situation we find ourselves in," Lucas said, his voice steady but filled with urgency. "These workers, this warehouse... it's all part of a dangerous operation involving drugs. If you ever lied to me, if you ever got involved in any way, the consequences could be dire." Camilla's heart pounded in her chest as she listened to Lucas's words. She had never imagined being caught up in something so dangerous. The realization hit her like a cold wave, making her feel small and trapped.

The SUV screeched to a stop outside the hospital entrance. Damian didn’t even bother with the parking lot. He left the car running, doors wide open, and we sprinted through the automatic doors like the building was already on fire. Security tried to stop us at the elevator. Damian didn’t slow down. He flashed his ID and growled, “My family is in danger. Move.” They stepped aside.

We tied him quick with belts from the closet, breathing heavy, cocks still refusing to go fully soft from the rush. “Hollywood enemies,” Damien muttered, wiping blood from his lip. “Marcus Reed’s crew. They’ve been after my adaptation rights for years. This proves it’s bigger than I thought.” I grabbed the USB, my hands slippery. “We need to see what’s on this. But first get somewhere safe. Panic room. Now.” My ass ached from the earlier pounding, cum still dripping as we moved, the mix of fear and raw horniness making my skin burn. We ran naked down the hall, Damien leading, his thick cock swinging with each step. Part of me wanted to drop to my knees right there despite the danger.

They quickly covered my mouth and dragged me into the wooded area. I wasn't wearing much in the first place, and these men kept groping me under my clothes. I was overwhelmed with panic. Was I about to be raped? The men held me down on a mat they had laid out and began greedily taking in my scent. I screamed frantically, "Help! Someone help me!" The leader had a scar running across his face. He looked terrifying. He covered my mouth with one hand and signaled for me to be quiet. "Don't make a sound. We're here to help you."

Suddenly, a file popped up — an anonymous tip pointing to a safe house on the outskirts of the city. Her pulse quickened. Could this be the break they needed? She dialed Luca immediately. “I have something,” she said, breathless. “A location. It might be Damien.” Luca was already on his way. “We’ll check it out first thing in the morning. No risks.” But deep inside, they both knew this could either be the key to ending the nightmare or another trap set by their enemies. ⸻ The Morning Raid The first light of dawn saw them creeping through the narrow backstreets toward the safe house. Elena’s heart pounded as she checked her pistol, every sense on high alert.