Trapped In A Soap Opera Ch 8 Novels & Stories

• Three Days Later. "Chloe, I'm scared. Are you sure this is the best decision to take? Please, just stop this madness once and for all. You don't have to do this, please. Come to think of it, I do not think this makes any sense at all. Just come back to your senses please, you still have the chance to change your mind... Huh?." Tiana said to me in a worried tone as she clutch my hands tightly. I'm on a hospital wheel bed, in my hospital gown outside the operating room. I'm the one going in there for the surgery but, she's the one getting scared. Sometimes, she amazes me. I wonder if she's truly the tough girl I knew back then in the prison.

Sophia didn't know when she had fallen asleep on the couch. The whole drama from the night's events had finally claimed her, pulling her into a deep sleep. But she was immediately jolted awake by the sound of the elevator doors opening, followed immediately by Trevor's loud and bitter voice, "That bitch and her hound left me to die out there in the cold. They will pay for this. I'll reap that bitch of everything she owns." Sophia's heart hammered against her ribs as she pushed herself upright on the couch, her body stiff from sleeping in such an awkward position.

But the more I get into the show, the more I realize that my hand is slowly drifting from Sophia's shoulder, to Rockledge's shoulder. This whole day has been a crazy one. I never even got to get with Sophia, thanks to Rockledge's scent being in our room. I look over at her and smile. "Are you good to go upstairs now? I think we should move this party to the bedroom. I've had enough of abusers and cheaters for now." The look she gives me is one of confusion. "So, there are dead humans coming back to life and what you get of the show is that there are cheaters and abusers? I mean, you aren't wrong, but how is that all you got out of it?"

"Listen carefully, traitor. Dante knows everything. My father knows nothing. And the moment I decide you're no longer useful, I will personally ensure you disappear on a trip upstate. Do you understand?" His smile vanished. "You wouldn't dare." "Try me." I straightened, smoothed my dress, and walked out into the Brooklyn night. Outside, the air was thick with the smell of the river and something burning in the distance. Garbage fires, maybe. Or something worse. My phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number. Your sister Sofia moves to the Bianchi compound in six weeks. Act now, or lose her forever. — A friend. I stared at the message. A friend. I had no friends. Just enemies, allies of conve

No one moved. "I said meeting adjourned!" The executives scrambled to gather their things and fled. Sophia sank into her chair, her head in her hands. What have I done? she thought. But she already knew. She had pushed him too far. And now he was gone. FAVINO PENTHOUSE – THAT AFTERNOON Amelia stood in the kitchen, cooking dinner. Music played from her phone, and she moved along to it, smiling and dancing a little as she stirred the pot.

followed by the other. They were all shouting things at her. In simpler terms, it is like she’s getting cancelled if she were running for presidency. Everyone, including the ones she thought she trusted, put a back against her. All she thought was, she’ll be able to run this world. The moment she stepped her feet in this dimension, she knew she was scared, but as the time goes by, she was able to adapt and feel affection for everyone else. In short, she’s already treating every single one as a beloved family. Not only to be betrayed at the end. It felt so wrong in her end. And for her to get this kind of mistreatment, she knew something was plotted and it is all coming to dots now. She has n

He never questioned or gave his opinion about anything. "Thank you, Clifton; you may now leave," I replied. He smiled and walked away softly. The room suddenly seemed stuffy. Despite the fact that it was large and airy, I was out of breath with rage. I untied my tie and strolled over to my office's glass-paneled wall. San Francisco's sparkling skyline stretched out before me, teasing me. That's exactly how I felt! I'd been a complete moron. I was under the assumption that I had conquered Sydney all along. She was bound to me now. But I was mistaken. Everything was a conspiracy, Sydney had trapped me. I can slowly connect the dots now, except for one missing link. Who was running this show?

"Fine, I'll go. I want to see what tricks she's up to!" Yoel stormed off, heading back to the basement. My soul floated behind him, following his steps. Back in that dark, damp room, I shivered. Even as a soul, the fear of being imprisoned was still deeply ingrained in my mind.

I spring up, shoving my way through the crowd in search of the girl. Someone grips my arm hard. I struggle against the grip but it's too strong. I am dragged into another room. Once the door closes, Sofia pushes into my line of vision. "Trust me, you do not want to fight Shar!" "What the f*ck did she do to me!?" I screech. "Look, it's normal! You're not the first, you're not going to be the last." Water drips into my eye and I wipe at it furiously. "What does that f*cking even mean?"

Charlie answers looking at her watch After a few minutes the tests finally work and like I thought they both come out negative. "Told you there's no bun in this oven"I grin as Jen and Charlie pout like children We walk out of the toilets... The smile is wiped off my face as I look at the lifeless body of the guy who was flirting with me I scream as a hand goes over my mouth preventing me from talking "Finally have you Mafia Queen" A baritone voice says as a cloth is placed over my mouth I try to struggle but my limbs feel weak as my eyes close shut Not Again!