Sugar Trap Novel Novels & Stories

That was the word that kept echoing in her head. A soft knock sounded a minute later. The housekeeper entered with a tray: clear broth, warm bread, sliced fruit, and a glass of ginger tea. The smell made Sarah’s stomach growl loudly. She was famished. She hadn’t eaten properly in days. She picked up the spoon, but the food suddenly tasted like ash in her mouth. She had just escaped one devil—Julian Sterling—only to sign a contract with a much more dangerous one. And the worst part? Some quiet, traitorous part of her wasn’t sure she minded.

And I was determined to bury it deep, deep in the darkest corners of my brain. Unfortunately, Sugar existed. She came bustling into my room in a flurry of skirts, shawls, and far too much perfume for this early hour, carrying a tray of breakfast like she was my fairy godmother and drill sergeant rolled into one. And then she froze. Her eyes cut from me—sitting stiff as a poker on the bed—to Gregor, who was leaning against the far wall, arms crossed, broody as ever, watching me like I might disappear if he blinked.

She hadn’t realized that I was the one walking her back home, step by step. The sweetest trap is the one you don’t see closing. And when it does there is no escape, only the sound of the lock turning softly, like a kiss.

guessed Athen. The handsome, sharp-nosed young man nodded and then took a long breath. It was tiring having nightmares and getting pieces of riddles that he didn't know the answers to. "What did you dream this time?" asked his mother, taking over the seat next to him. "A girl crying in the corner of the room with sad cries," Damaresh replied, looking straight ahead. Looking at the beautiful flow of the river was quite soothing. Silence. Both were busy with their thoughts. Damaresh was busy thinking about the puzzle pieces in his dream, while Athena was busy thinking about how long this shadow would stay in her family's life. The past events traumatized her enough that she didn't want to repe

for the night escaped just like that? I chuckled. I'd seen men pull this trick too many times—they were just playing hard to get. Still, I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed that such a cute guy had escaped my clutches.

"A company is not a family, and a boss is not a parent. Employees and employers have a contractual relationship. Money is part of that contract; perks are icing on the cake. Don't let 'warmth' hijack your interests, and don't let 'thoughtfulness' disguise greed." "And Polly?" One reporter pressed. "Have you forgiven her?" I paused for a moment. "She paid the price," I said. I got into the car. My assistant handed me a tablet. "Mr. Bassett, the stock has risen fifteen percent. The board sent congratulations. Also, look at this." It was the social media trends list. [The Truth Behind the Cherry Trap] [Midea Tech Corporate Espionage] [What Happened to Those Employees Who Wanted Cherries?] [Apol

No matter how much Mike despised Aiden, he did get Sydney out of trouble. Mike thought that maybe Marilyn and Eric would stop now. He still couldn't figure out why Eric was involved in all this. Couldn't he be just another minion? There was something deeper, something more sinister in this scheme of things. Marilyn's fixation with destroying Sydney and her obsession with Aiden was far greater than he had thought. There was nothing he could do except wait and watch. Someone out there would eventually drink the contaminated soft drink, get sick and then the news would spread like wildfire about Reiner's soft drink, thus destroying their reputation.

The day before the college entrance exam, the class belle everyone adored stepped onto the podium. "I wasn't going to tell anyone, but I couldn't bear to let you all miss this opportunity. There's a hidden rule in this year's college entrance exam system. If you soak your answer sheet, it'll be transferred for a special manual review by top universities." I froze, staring at her for a long while before finally blinking dumbly. In my previous life, those exact words had been enough to make someone as dull as me lose my composure for the first time in my life. I ran to get the teacher and stopped the entire class from soaking their answer sheets. In the end, the class belle failed the exam

The smell of mold permeated the air, making me choke and cough. I didn't know where I was being taken to. Suddenly, I saw a light in front of me, coming through a half-closed door. Immediately, I shook off the man's hand and ran toward the light. Shocked, he tried to grab me, but I slapped him hard. Caught unaware, the man paused. He was dazed. His spectacles fell onto the ground with a clink and were promptly stepped on and destroyed. The light was getting closer. Hope welled up in my heart.

Indri cursed, barely avoiding spraying juice out of her nose due to Chelsea's outburst. Chelsea's eyes rolled lazily. "You're the one who's damn, you started it. You just casually suggest that I become a sugar baby." She sighed in frustration. Indri, who had come up with the crazy idea, looked at her friend. It was impossible for Chelsea to become a sugar baby for her mother's lover. Where would she even put her face? If anyone found out that she was involved with a man nearly the same age as her father, she would surely become the subject of ridicule.