The Love Trap Novel Novels & Stories

He wore that unreadable expression again, one he used to shut the world out. “As much as I like a submissive woman,” he began, voice low, “I saw how challenging you are.” I waited, heart already bracing. “When I heard my family was coming back, I knew I needed someone strong. Someone who wouldn’t fall into the trap.” Trap. That word hit me hard. So that’s what I was to him. Not someone worth loving, just someone strong enough not to love him back. A sharp ache pierced my chest. He picked me because I looked like the type who wouldn't fall in love.

“The hardest part will be your story. The affair. The rushed marriage. It will be picked apart. They’ll try to paint you as exactly what she said you were—unstable, opportunistic.” I felt Liam tense beside me. I placed my hand over his on the table. “I know,” I said. “But the truth is, I fell in love with a man who was trapped in a gilded cage. Our timing was terrible. Our choices were desperate. But they were our choices. We’re not asking to be saints. We’re asking for people to see the architecture of the trap.”

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When I’d been younger, it had been so lame, but now he was gone, I loved it. I flipped the pages of my book slowly at first, getting into the characters and setting, and then quicker as the romance started to heat up. It was a taboo love story, where a young actress was falling for her bodyguard, and it was steamy. I was just turning to the first, eagerly anticipated sex scene, when a sound from the living room floated to me. I stiffened, dropping the book and staring down the hallway. The front door was locked, I’d made sure of it, hadn’t I?

Something in her face broke open, gentle and raw all at once, and she closed the last of the distance between us before I'd even finished the sentence, her hand coming up to rest against my jaw with a tenderness that undid something in my chest I'd kept locked down tight since the day I first arrived here. "I've been so afraid to want anything in this house," she whispered. "Everything I've ever loved here turned into a trap eventually. I didn't know how to trust that you wouldn't be one too." "I'm not a trap." I covered her hand with mine, holding it against my face like it was the one steady thing left standing in the world. "I'm just a man who fell in love with you somewhere between the t

Sarah blushed and closed her eyes, silently scolding herself: She’d been wrong—he wasn’t a fox with a big tail at all; he was a male peacock with its tail spread wide! Then she fled in a panic, slipping into the car at lightning speed, her heart still pounding wildly. Oh no—could this be what falling in love feels like?

And his possessive, clouded gaze fixed on her face. He was like an impenetrable prison. Cold, tyrannical, with no escape. Without love, he already held someone captive so tightly. If any woman were loved by him... wouldn’t she be sentenced to ‘life imprisonment’ in that prison? Thinking this, Zoe chuckled softly. A ‘life sentence’ like that... didn’t sound bad at all. “Thinking about something else while you’re with me?” Aaron Kael whispered near her ear. Zoe flinched slightly, looking up. He frowned, then reached out.

"CONTRACT MARRIAGE" Will she give into Christian's demand or her masterstroke will change the dynamics of the trap he set for her? What will happen when Christian and Mishka's entirely different worlds would crash? Will love find its way through the web of lies, deception, and mysteries? Find this book on Goodnovel: My Indian Wife ***

I pouted "You're so cute" He gave me his padlock and I read his writing. I smiled Olivia is Joey's I know you're my first and my last Forever I will love you Our love will never end Saranghaeyo~ I chuckled to look his writing, "Come on" he took my hand and we walked to see an empty space to put this. Suddenly I found one, I pulled Joey's arms and ran to it. He laughed. "Here" I pointed a small gap between thousands of padlock. I attached it and he did too.

“But I don’t love you anymore!” My words hit him like a thunderbolt. He stood there, stunned, the light completely fading from his eyes. I stepped past him with my head held high, every step steady. No longer was I the girl who needed his love to survive, but a queen in her own right!