Trapped In A Soap Opera Ch 8 Novels & Stories

Making sure she was not doing anything stupid and trying to escape from this room. This was not her first rodeo on a kidnap thing. But still, Iris deals with crazy people like Jonathan Browning, and she has no idea what he would do when they meet or when the negotiation with Alex crumbles apart. Iris knew that evening already came because the sun already set and the chandeliers had been turned on. Finally, the door opened, and several men entered the room–Jonathan strolled behind his henchmen. “My dearest daughter-in-law. We finally meet again!” His chirpy voice instantly made Iris vigilant.

My thumb hovered over the share button, trembling. But I couldn’t. I locked the screen and hurled the phone onto the bed with a frustrated growl. My reputation was bad as it is. Thinking of doing such a filthy thing… Maybe I'm just ovulating. I stood up and was about to take off my costume.. Then– The door flew open. I spun around, heart exploding against my ribs like a gunshot. Chandler filled the doorway.

SOPHIA It was evening when I finally made it back to Floral’s place. My phone was bombarded with texts and calls from her, but I’d only replied with: I’ll explain it to you later. Now, as I stepped into the living room, I found her seated on the couch, her eyes glued to a soap opera on the TV. I hadn’t been expecting her to be home this early. She grabbed the remote off the coffee table, paused her drama, and patted the space beside her for me to sit. The shopping bag dangled from my arm. She narrowed her gaze at it, slowly flicking her eyes back upward.

Detective Chen was already moving, phone to his ear, calling for backup that was supposedly already coming. The door shook again. Sophie was trying to break it down. And Isabella was crying. And we were trapped.

Scar: I'm trapped in the steam bathroom for trainees. Soph: I'll get help. Scar: No, wait. Just come, there's a bunch of dudes outside, and I need you to distract them so I can get my clothes and leave. Soph: On it. I waited on the bench opposite the steam bath, hoping my twin would arrive in time. Suddenly, the murmurs increased, quieted down, and I heard footsteps fading away. I could finally breathe. The doorknob moved, and I proceeded to open the door.

Then I’ll tear it all down: strand by strand. ⸻ Sophia I’ve been feeling trapped, since yesterday. I’ve spent most of my time hiding in the room grandpa put me in. I miss my room, my bed, and all my things. They won’t even let me go grab anything. Grandpa’s useless assistant did go and pick up some of my stuff, but nothing I wanted. With everything falling apart, and the assistant’s incompetence, my anger skyrocketed. She kept trying to boss me around, so I snapped and slapped the bitch. Hard. That was hours ago.

“I need… I need a minute to compose myself.” My phone buzzed with a text. I pulled it out. ‘Jeff: Where are you? Don’t move. Stay exactly where you are.’ Another text followed immediately. ‘Jeff: There’s a trap. If Sophia is with you, make HER leave first. Don’t go into the hallway.’ My blood ran cold. A trap. Of course there was a trap. Sophia hadn’t come here to beg… she’d come here to set me up. “Actually,” I said, putting my phone away, “you should go first. I forgot something in my bag.”

Then the CFO, a cowardly nervous man named Ellis, spat, "Did Chloe, did Chloe stage her own death? You were in on it, weren't you? I grinned. "If you don't know, then you're already late." My phone vibrated. One text. Unknown number. No words. Just an image. Sophia. In the vault. Clutching the letter. Blood left my face. She remembered. She remembered everything. And now. now the rules were different. This wasn't survival. This was submission. Chloe The plane was running behind. Of course it was. Every time I tried to run, the universe shut another door in my face. As if it didn't want me to leave. To be happy. To see it all fall apart.

YOU'RE GOING TO MARRY BRYAN DILLS MELANIE ~~ " Mom can you give my father back his shares" i said to my mom. " i've told you what to do, just give Charlie what he wants from you" "i can't sleep with a total stranger" " then you forget about the shares" "mom!!" "I and your dad her are here for you, leave that wretched old man" " Dawson is no way my dad !" *SLAP*

Intoxicating. Sofia, bless her dramatic heart, clapped once. "Okay, let's all take a breath before the sexual tension sets the walls on fire." Killian didn't even blink. Lio muttered, "This is the hottest live-action soap opera I've ever seen." I stood then, sliding out from the booth and brushing past Killian as if I wasn't secretly dying inside. "I'm not going back to your prison tonight." He moved to block me gently. "It's not a prison."