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But she was also surprisingly hardheaded, leaving him like that without so much as a convincing reason. So, although he felt ashamed at his behavior, his grip tightened around Francesca's waist. There was no one else who could give him the strength he needed at the moment. He had been hiding it well earlier but Francesca always made him vulnerable and now he felt the agitation that he had been bottling up. Jacob and he could not be any more different, but he was still his cousin. Tristan still couldn't fully grasp the fact that Jaccob betrayed. Francesca must have felt his distress because she stopped struggling. "Tristan, are you.."

Tristan tried to stop them from grabbing me, but his efforts were futile because they warned him to stay away from the Beta’s order. “Let me be!” I tried to make my way out of their grip, but I was weak and couldn’t match up to their strength. “He is only trying to help me! I need to be treated urgently”, I said as I groaned again each time my legs touched the ground. The way they dragged me didn’t seem to help me out because it only intensified the headache I felt at the moment. They pulled me as though I were a criminal and that ached my heart to the core.

Sassy little bitch didn’t hide away in fear. “Damn fucking straight.” He was giving her a hard look hoping she just understood that some things he would not let go. “Does it hurt to hear the truth? Just because you act like you and your brother are high and mighty does not make it so.” “No… It makes us high and mighty when we come up on top over and over again. When little bitches think to take us on and end up locked up in a room.” “Okay Tristan, do your worst. I’m here… Locked up. I’ll see how long you can keep this up.”

Malphas rumbles again, slightly tilting his head. "Well, what?" My eyes return to his. "Do you like...what you see?" He grits out the words through his teeth. I pause, realizing he's caught me in a trap I can't wiggle my way out of. I was staring. 'Why the fuck was I staring?'

“Even if we wanted to adjust the terms, there is no legal requirement for us to do so. You agreed, Mr. Campbell.” His blood turned to ice. They weren’t just pushing back—they were telling him, to his face, that he was trapped. A slow, suffocating pressure built in his chest. His fingers curled into fists, nails biting into his palm. He could feel the weight of his mistake crushing down on him. He had been so eager to prove himself, to solidify his company’s standing, that he hadn’t seen the trap being laid out in front of him. He had been too arrogant to listen.

Their every step heighten my fear. It pulls me closer to undesired forceful s*x. I gaze behind me. Perfectly blocked by their firm trainee figures without appropriate escape route. Same with my right and left. Before me is worse than other sides. Perfectly covered against escape. I stare hopeless and drained. Am beyond escape options. Am trapped within an inevitable position. Am trapped amidst s*x freak's. Am trapped as a s*x tool and sex quencher!. Oh boy. This is all messed. Entirely and severely messed.

This is the second season of Marco and Letta's story, titled "Trapped: I Can't Escape from the Billionaire." The first season can be read under the title "Trapped: Pregnant with a Billionaire's Child." These two stories are interrelated, and it is recommended to start by reading the first season first. Thank you.

that school is bad but going for parties and having the time of their lives was what they just needed and not the rigorous lifestyle of going for classes and having tests. As Audrey moved along on his way to class he ensured everywhere around him was safe and no body was following him, he had become paranoid that the Ravens he saw in gym class would begin following him anywhere he went and maybe would even try to attack him , it took a lot of courage at that point not to go insane as people kept looking at him as if he were a mad person. He kept walking faster and faster, while checking his surroundings when he bumped into a fellow student who he had not seen coming from the other side." He

He had to mentally shake his head, confused about what that meant. “What do you mean?” he asked. “You being a slut. We all have phases, some good, and some bad. I know you aren’t that way now, though. So I think that whatever my brother told you is utter bullshit and you should ignore it.” He smiled at her grit; he really had no choice in that. She was strong when she needed to be, and stubborn. “Want to tell him that?” She tilted her head as she regarded him and his question. “Would it get you into trouble, Jake if I told him?”

Her body jerked forward as her head fell back. Leo felt like her body was made just for him, and he was going to mark it in every way possible. He thrusted, searching for that sweet spot that always made her lose her senses, and it didn't take long before he found it. She cried out loudly when he hit her there and her grip around him tightened. Her body moved on its own like she had no control over it. She struggled to free herself when the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her, but their position didn't allow her to move much, and his hands that gripped her tighter didn't help.