Sugar Trap Novel Novels & Stories

A bright grin lingers last before he slips into the throng, pulled along by voices bubbling with laughter. A whisper of touch guides me along, fingers at my waist nudging forward. Into a pocket of calm near the wall, away from the noise. He waits. A question hangs without words “It’s a trap,” I say quietly, my stomach churning. “But not one with walls or blades. It’s a trap that makes you love your cage.”

*SLAP* " how dare you? " " honey take it easy on her" " send me the address" I said and left. Mr. Fredrick Is my dad we have been living as a happy family not until my mom got married to Dawson and she chased us away from our house including my sister, days later my dad and sis got into an accident and they have been hospitalized since then. Now my own mom want's me to have a one night stand with a total stranger, I just hate this woman.

i mumbled, the words hollow as they left my lips slowly, the doctor knew that I was tired and frustrated already. As Dr. Aaron walked away, i slumped into one of the hard plastic chairs in the waiting area, my head in her hands. Natalie’s words replayed in my mind on a loop. A new start. A new life. Could i really do this? Could i become someone’s sugar baby just to make ends meet? A married man with kids and wife or is he divorced? The club had been my last resort. I had told myself it would only be temporary. __ Robert leaned against the marble counter in the grand lobby of the luxurious hotel, tapping his fingers in a steady rhythm. His eyes scanned the room, restless, searching for somet

“You like tragic love stories, Laurent?” I swallowed. “Sir?” He flipped the book open. Revealed the hollowed-out core. The candy bars. The powdered cheese. A crumpled noodle packet that still smelled like sodium and sin. “You checked this out from the chapel return shelf yesterday. You tellin’ me this was accidental?” I didn’t speak. Because what could I say? “Sorry, my cellmate’s a snack smuggler with a PhD in manipulation”? “I didn’t know,” I said finally. It came out hoarse. “I swear to God, sir, I thought it was just a book.”

When my mother Linda finally came home from her one week work trip, everything had to look normal on the outside But secretly, our dark sinful secret stayed burning strong. We became very careful, but the hunger for each other was too powerful to stop. I was completely addicted to my stepfather’s cock and the filthy way he used me that I couldn't let my mind judge that what I was doing was an abomination The very first night mom came back… Sunday night, she felt tired and seemed like she was in a bad mood, so she didn't give us a lot of attention and went to bed early. Mike waited until the whole house was quiet

One bite and the pain stops. My fingers, slick with sweat, close around the morsel. I bring it to my lips. The scent is intoxicating. Server #1 leans forward, anticipation etched into every false line of his face. My teeth are centimeters from the flesh. A spark. A tiny, guttering flame of me in the back of the fogged-out wilderness of my mind. This is what he wants. This is the trap. With a snarl ripped from my chest, I don’t eat it. I hurl the piece of meat across the room. It smacks against the wall and slides down.

CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR : SNAKE NOVA POV Every cell in my body screamed don’t touch her. Don’t let her reel you in. But Lena was watching, Katie too. They saw an escort. They saw a friend. They didn’t see the snake in red. So I forced my lips into something that resembled a smile, lifted my trembling hand, and slid it into hers. Her fingers closed tight around mine, too tight. And just like that, I felt the trap snap shut around me.

I was done reading the novel and Damian isn't here yet. I stood up and put the novel back in its place before walking out of the library. "What the..." I said after seeing the two unfamiliar men again. They were staring at me like I caught them doing something bad. And why are they looking so dusty? "Kayla, you aren't asleep yet," Damian said behind me and I turned. I was surprised he was looking as dusty as the men. "What's going on?" "Yeah..I'm not asleep yet, I was at the library," I said.

"Jessica, you haven't been here in ages. She's the new college student who works at our shop—Lucy Lacher. Your husband recommended her." Then she turned toward the girl. "This is your sponsor's wife. Hurry and say hello." Lucy kept her eyes lowered, her voice barely louder than a whisper. "H-Hello." I couldn't help laughing. Wasn't she just flaunting herself moments ago, bragging about how someone pampered and spoiled her? Why was she shrinking into an ostrich now? Only then did I finally take the egg tarts she'd been holding out the entire time. I glanced down and frowned.

Seeing that he was safe and sound, and seemed to have just passed out, she felt for his pulse just to make sure that there was no abnormality in other parts of his body before heaving a sigh of relief. "All we wanted was money. What’s wrong with us having had enough of our poor life?" Sophia clenched her fists, and the veins on her forehead bulged. "It was Nathaniel Tucker. He’s the one who kidnapped me, locked me away, and used me to force Mother into helping him locate Renfrew. Wasn't it Hesper who provoked that lunatic? If it weren't for her, would there be so many issues?" ‘Having had enough of a poor life?’