The Escape Artist Novels & Stories

There were no more smiles, friendly gestures, or attention from Marco, only anger shown towards her. Finally, Letta managed to escape the prison created by Marco. She found someone willing to help her in her escape. Although Letta was sure that someday Marco would find her, she just wanted to experience freedom for a moment. However, Letta's suspicions proved true when fate brought Letta back into Marco's grasp after just one week.

A reporter, speaking into the camera, delivered the latest update. "Breaking news: Renowned designer Carrie Wunder and her sister Rachel Wunder have gone missing after a tragic accident while vacationing on a seaside island. Their whereabouts remain unknown. Both of their husbands, Huxley Ventures CEO, Kai Huxley, and Rangoon Ventures Chairman, Lex Rangoon, are reportedly en route to the island and will personally join the search efforts." Rachel scoffed. "Hmph. Too little, too late. If they had the guts to cheat, they should've expected we'd leave eventually."

As always, he started shouted when he got frustrated. The handwriting and the habit of conveying the message to her enemies by writing it with blood were familiar to them... because it had happened before. *Flashback* "CATCH HER!!" Thomas shouted at his men as they started running after the girl...Summer Astley. They had kidnapped her, but somehow, she managed to escape. "I WANT HER DEAD!" He shouted again. Oliver was with those guards and was running after her. She was fast and pretty good at hiding. It was the same warehouse that she had destroyed in the present time. She somehow managed to get out of their grasp and was now running on the road.

“It’s your uncle’s doing the first time you had an encounter with riding in tandem. The initial plan was only to target your husband, but it failed. I’m not expecting you to believe me. But I do care for you. When I said your life is in danger, I mean it. A group of people inside the organization thinks you have a large amount of money that should have been for them. We had a joint account, remember?” “I never touch your dirty money! I never once looked at it.” “I know. I hope saving your life would be enough for you to forgive me. I’ll let you go to the next anchorage. At the same time, I’m planning to hide. Anywhere, or maybe abroad if I’m lucky.” “I will never forgive you, sonofabitch!” E

My eyes were violently bloodshot, and my lips were swollen, bruised, and sporting a fresh, stinging cut at the corner of the lower lip. How did I get myself into this? I whispered to myself, pulling frantically at my hair. I’ve never hurt a soul in my life, so why is this happening to me? How do I even escape them? The police, who are supposed to protect citizens from people like them, are entirely terrified of their name. How am I going to survive this? I splashed freezing water over my face, carefully rewrapped the thick scarf around my neck to hide the marks and went to sleep.

I’m too busy thinking about how I’m going to get from the bed and downstairs without breaking my neck. Mack’s suggestion to take me to the garden tempts me for a moment. Not because I’ll be getting fresh air, but because it would make escape easier if I was already outside. But then I catch sight of my gray duffel bag in the corner of the bedroom and I realize I can’t leave here without it. So, I have to make my escape from the bedroom. I can’t leave my clothes and all my cash behind because it’s all I have. It’s only mid-afternoon when my stomach grumbles and the urge to use the bathroom sneaks up on me that I realize I’m being stupid.

She was not even sure if Leonard's gangs were around here or if the room was bugged, so they wouldn’t get killed. Something flashed in Simon's eyes, but Shawty missed it because it was at that moment that she took a sip from her drink. "So how did you escape?" Simon asked this time, and Raymond was also curious about her escape. Shawty put her drink on the table with a smile on her face. "I did not escape alone. There were about 10 who escaped. One of us is a martial artist. She taught us how to fight and defend ourselves, so we planned our escape together," She said smoothly. She had a reason why she said this: They would not believe that she escaped alone as a little child and was weak. So

"Ms. Serina's clever. This specially made anesthetic works quickly and leaves no trace, preventing her from making a fuss again." When I woke up, I was completely bound. Thick, stiff ropes tied me up, and fear almost overwhelmed me. His cronies surrounded me. I was their prey. A pack of hungry wolves stared maliciously at me, their gazes fixed on me as if they wanted to devour me alive. Meanwhile, Leonard had already long left with his arm wrapped around Serina's waist.

Must I need to forget everything and just live in the present? I heaved sigh and finish my bathe. I walk outside without wearing anything. I walk confidently that no one will see me like this since Prea always leave when she finished to prepare my clothes but the day is fvck up. "Damn!" I heard someone cuss and hearing that voice I know its him—Paolo. I don't know what should I do and because of panic I twist my ankle causing me to fall. "FVCKERS!" I shout and glare. I don't know where the hell is he but I glare in front of me.

Brainless enough to let Diego escape! There have to be a snitch, a betrayer, a two faced idiot amongst these fools because there is no way that Diego escaped all by himself, this place is heavily guarded, there are guard at every single point so someone must have help that spawn of mine. “There is an enemy amongst us, the person who helped Diego escape can either come out now or be fished out.” I studied them one after the other, nobody came out, it’s alright then let the show begin.