Ntr Trap Novels & Stories

.Chapter 23 Tension Meanwhile, burdened by the weight of betrayal, Nerissa desperately sought out Tritan, intercepting him on his way to training. The profound hurt of betrayal was etched on her face as she signed, her hands trembling with emotion, "Did you turn them in?" Tritan's expression hardened, his eyes reflecting a mix of pain and determination, but he maintained a calm demeanor as he signed back, his hands firm and resolute, "No, I promised you I wouldn't! I would never break a promise, Nerissa." Tritan held her gaze, hurt that she would question his unwavering loyalty. After a moment of silence, Nerissa nodded, her eyes brimming with understanding, acknowledging Tritan's steadfastn

Nathaniel rarely encountered such an opponent, so he looked very serious. Thomas stood still beside him, not daring to breathe. He had been with Nathaniel since he graduated from college. It had been a long time since he saw Nathaniel so dignified. Now such a tricky problem made Thomas feel a little ashamed. Zion used all his skills, but in the end, he was trapped by Nathaniel's Trojan program. "Darn!" Zion wanted to withdraw, but he couldn't do anything. In a hurry, he quickly unplugged the power, but he knew that his IP address was exposed and would be located in no time.

“This stays in the room. It calls only three numbers: me, Emma, and the door. If it rings, answer on speaker. If you need us, press one. Do not text, and do not name anyone.” “Understood,” Nathan said. Emma checked her watch. “We have two hours to set traps for the QA decoy and the vendor wipe.” Ace stood. “I will get our teams moving.” Emma turned to Nathan. “One more thing. Is there any chance you left something at home that could point to this place?” “No,” Nathan said. “I wiped the drive I used. The flash drive with the rest stays with me.” He touched his chest pocket. “I do not carry it when I go out.”

"Are you ready to be enslaved? Yes!" "Leave now! Get away from them! Jump out of that car!" "Calista! Listen to me! Calista!" "No!" Calista screamed as she covered her ears, the scream managed to startle them again, and Eros hit the brakes hard. "Crazy! You want us all dead, Eros!" cursed Damon irritably. "I'm surprised! What's with that girl!" Aresh was not in the mood for this, hoping to reach their base camp soon so he could rest. However, the girl was causing trouble again.

Margarita wiggled to slip away, which he served, slapping her cheeks. She was about to punch him when a truck’s headlight highlighted their presence. The white light focused on their frame where his gun pointed at her, and the hand clutched her neck. “What the fuck? Close the lights.” Noah screamed. The headlights turned off, but the LED on the number plate caught Noah’s attention. A black ford truck with gigantic tires and a punisher logo on the number plate. Noah’s eyes widened. Sensing this truck meant the punisher himself. The headlights turned on again, and this time he left Margarita and looked weary. “You know him?” He stuttered, looking at her.

I am waiting for you and I am praying that you are safe and sound. I stood without making a noise because it could distract them. I look at them and I saw that the woman name Caitronia was looking at me, intently. I think she knows what I am going to do but we are not close enough for her to intervene in my life. I nodded to her as a sign of goodbye before wearing my mask properly.

My eyes slowly fluttered open, still a bit bleary from sleep. I reached out automatically for Karl's warm body only to discover that the covers were cold and his side of the bed was empty. I blinked the residual grogginess away and reached for my phone on the nightstand to see what time it was. Noon already? Damn, I really had slept in late. A few text notifications from Suga caught my eye: "Lavi, Uncle Nate and his fam just got in a little while ago. We're all waiting for you to join us! Talia especially keeps asking where you're at."

It was in silent mode, or something was already happening. “Shit. He’s not picking up. Damn it, Knight!” My heart jumped into my throat as I began typing a message. “Luna Nirvana, is he in trouble?” “It’s a trap, Dane. It’s a trap.”

Six years of fake love, six years of meticulous pretense, all torn to shreds in that moment, gone up in smoke. With the small bag I'd already packed, I left that house full of lies and humiliation and checked into a rundown inn on the outskirts of pack territory. Before I left, I mailed Connor the pack talisman he'd given me, the one that symbolized his Alpha protection, along with the surveillance camera I’d pulled out of the teddy bear. Figured he'd get this "congratulatory gift" right on the day of the Marking ceremony. I thought that with my complete disappearance, this whole farce would finally be over.

Maya held a file, quietly reading off my information. “Track athlete, consistent gym activity, no major illnesses. Excellent physical condition.” Her tone was disturbingly calm. Finally, I understood. They had never been ordinary landlords. The low rent, the preference for strong men, the constant meals, the late-night scares, the fake kindness—it had all been a trap, carefully planned step by step. Their real goal wasn’t renting a room. They were hunting for healthy, isolated, low-profile young men. I trembled and struggled with all my strength.