Trapped Again Novels & Stories

I scowled, grabbing Seth's hand halfway and twisting it behind his back. Seth groaned in pain. "How can you be so petty to want to hit a woman and not just any woman but my woman! While I'm here! You're so funny," I twisted Seth's hand tighter, making it more painful. He struggled to release himself from my tight and painful grip, but he wasn't strong enough, and when I finally released him, he staggered back and forth, groaning in pain. "I told you she's not to be trusted, Seth! She betrayed you," Serena yelled, and Seth regretted not listening to her.

Chapter 181 "The ping has been transmitted," the lead technician announced, his fingers flying across his console. "The digital breadcrumbs are live on the Volkov secure server. Sir, the trap is officially active." Jasper didn't move. He merely stared at the main tracking terminal, his profile carved from stone. "Excellent. Now, we wait." I looked down at the floor, my chest tight. "Thirty minutes, Jasper. It’s been thirty minutes of absolute, suffocating silence. Why isn't he moving?"

I got caught. Furthermore, there was no escape.

I stare at the screen. My thumb hovers over the replay button without thinking. For a second… I almost press it again. And for the first time since last night… I feel completely trapped.

He began to propose as he went on, "...you and me will return to the way we used to be before I went abroad for that business trip. For the second time, I demand you to tell me whatever was bothering you rather than keeping it from me and hating me over and over again." Athena couldn't help frowning hard at his laid conditions. It was obviously for his own interests but how about her? Does she want this as well? Deep within, a little spark of joy seemed to pinched her heart but she remain passive and even tried to complain showing her reluctance. "CEO Terrence Adams, you sounds desperate to trap me in your own shackles. Why do you have to do this?" She asked curiously whilst her heart someho

"I know, I know. But what are you going to do about everything now? Did you accept it? Did you actually agree to a real wedding?" "I did," I whispered, the words heavy in my throat. "I told him we should start planning it. That's why I feel so trapped. And then there's Asher. He doesn't know his boundaries at all. He keeps pushing and crossing lines, and every time he does, he makes me feel so stupid." I gripped the edge of my desk as the image of Asher in his office, his hands beneath my skirt, flashed through my mind, sending heat creeping up my thighs and then the way Luke had looked at me just before his lips met mine.

They really were taking me there. He pulled me up. I fought slightly, but not enough. I couldn't let them know I was too strong. They dragged me back. "Get in." My feet resisted. But they forced me inside. The door slammed. The locks clicked. And just like that, I was trapped again. The car started moving. I stared out the window. The darkness outside looked endless. How was I going to stop them? What if Quinn didn't find me? What if my message wasn't enough?

Blood covered his side, darker and heavier than I wanted to see, spreading in a way that made it clear he had already lost too much. “Ivan,” I said, moving toward him quickly. “Don’t,” he said immediately, his voice rough but strong enough to stop me. I froze mid-step, my eyes narrowing. “What happened?” “Trap,” he said, forcing the word out slowly. “Second layer. I walked into it.” “I can see that,” I replied, my tone tightening. “Can you move?” A faint, humorless smile crossed his face despite everything. “Not fast enough.” That answer was not acceptable.

I walked to the far stall, went inside, and locked it. The silence hit me like a wall. I looked at my hands. They were shaking. I wasn't a good person. I knew that now. I was a liar and a predator, and I was enjoying it. I was enjoying the way I was dismantling David Petrov’s life piece by piece. A wave of sudden, violent frustration washed over me. I turned to the tiled wall and pulled back my fist. Thump.

He removed his hands and pushed me back into the wall. “Are you fucking someone else you dirty whore? How dare you open your legs and pussy for another prick but not to me!” Without answering him, I ran towards the front door. I didn’t want to be late for work. # “Have you ever been in a situation where you struggle to see a way out? Where you see a tiny pinhead glimmer of light at the end of a long and dreary tunnel, but you have no idea how you would even take that first step towards freedom? Well, that is where I am in my life… Trapped inside the tunnel.” I sighed, as I turned the taps off and stepped out of the shower. Goosebumps instantly flushed my skin as the cold air touched my flesh