Trapped By Him Novels & Stories

Trapped was the word that lived in the center of me…caught between two claims, both violent, both impossible to escape. He watched me, and there was a heat in his gaze that wasn’t just ownership. It scared me more than the threats. It made me small and furious at once. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think.

She didn’t expect that Greg’s worker was even much worse than her original captor! Why did she not think everything could be a setup? All she thought about was how to run as fast as she could in the hope that nobody could catch her! It was all because of her impulsiveness and not thinking before doing anything! "You are mine now, b*tch! And I can finally do to you what I always wanted and think of doing to you and your sexy body!” He started touching her cheeks down to her shoulders. She creeped out to the nth level! Please save me, Lord! Oh, Lord!

I know it is not even a big deal, but for someone who always likes to stay at arm's distance, it kind of is. "You know there is a reason for it," he stated. I didn't miss the sadness that glimmered in his orbs. I know he feels bad for me, but sympathy is not what I want. "I know, but that doesn't change the fact I feel trapped here," I hope he understands me and lets me go from here. "I know, but what if Ivan found you? He will not even think twice before killing you," God he is not going to give up, is he? It's bad because I am not going to give up this time. Enough of hiding like a coward.

Trey looked shocked, and then a big smile came across his face. "It is going to be alright," Trey says, grabbing my hand and kissing it. " Wait, what the fuck are you doing here?" "Good to see you too, Ava." "I mean, you were kidnapped," I said, looking Trey up and down. "I was, and now I am not." "How?" Trey took a deep breath. "Bieve, let me go; your old boss has been arrested." "I hope Bieve has been arrested as well?" I asked, looking more intently at Trey. "She has been admitted into an institution." "Bieve is not crazy," I said, starting to get mad. "She has had a psychotic break. She was raving about how she wanted to cut your babies out of you and wear your skin." "What the fuck Trey

he breathe hard against me having an advantage since he trapped me "What do you mean?" I questioned in a mutter, trapped in his barricade. "How far do you think we can go, how many rules can we break so far..." My eyes widened in shock as my unending gasps continued. "Tristan ..." He pressed my hands tighter against the wall, like he was afraid I was going to leave or run away.

He was cruel. He did not want me, yet he refused to let anyone else have me. I could not understand a fate so twisted. I felt trapped inside it, like the walls were closing in. My body had betrayed me. My heart had betrayed me. No matter how hard I tried, I knew I could not deny him forever. And escaping him was impossible. Unless I ran.

These men were sick, they were truly cursed in the brains and needed help because how the hell am I trapped in this? But where would I run to? I was trapped. And the worst part? They were enjoying every second of it.

I want to be free again, to live my own life. But for now, I'm trapped. Trapped in this penthouse, trapped in this nightmare. And Victor is the one holding the key." *********************************

Nah Miss Bones, You are not going anywhere, not until I say so" His breathing touching my skin as his eyes pierced crazily deep with mine, yet again I watch as a seductive grin came creeping up his lips. My shaking eyes looking at his lips, I watch as they parted yet again. "My babydoll ain't going anywhere not until am satisfied, not until I. HAVE. FUCKED. EVERY. INCH. OF. YOUR. PRETTY. BODY" His word like arrow stabbing into my heart, I tried fighting back, but yet again there was no where to run. His hand blocking the escaping route, he, the bastard was much stronger than me and yet again, I. WAS. TRAPPED.

All they know and respond to is whoever displays the most strength. The cries get louder and louder as I close in, and I wince when my eyes finally land on him. His leg is caught in a silver bear trap. It looks excruciating. His head snaps up when he notices my presence, and a panicked look crosses his face. Before I can even say anything, he tries to scramble away from me frantically, pulling the trap deeper into his flesh by doing so. His wails are loud, but he doesn’t stop. He is determined to get away from me.