Novel & Cerita Trapped In The Closet Chapters 13 22

"Caroline, cover your mouth and find an air vent. Stand near it. I'm coming right away." Reuben, noticing something was amiss, quickly exited the car and asked, "Mr. Jordan, what's happening?" Evan quickly briefed him, saying, "Gather some men and head to the old shack at the back of the orphanage immediately. Caroline is trapped there." With that, he rushed into the orphanage, his heart pounding with worry. Running towards the rear of the building, he encountered a large blue iron door from which thick smoke billowed out. The bodyguards following closely behind him attempted to kick the door open.

Jade is Angeli; she's here to take everything away from me because I don't deserve to have it all. I didn't have the guts to go back to the classroom, so I stayed on the corner of the rooftop near the door to hide. It feels like I was pulled back to reality, that everything won't go the way I want them to. The strength of my body vanished as I lay on the cold hard ground. This is where I actually belong. Alone in a place away from everything. "I'm sorry, Lia. I'm still weak." Tears wouldn't stop falling, and I couldn't help but fall asleep due to tiredness. Ezra's POV

I can see that she's mind linking then we where hoisted from our kneeling position and taken from the room, we were taken through the pack house and out of the back then into another building and pushed inside ** you two better not try anything funny, but then again I won't mind the thrill of the chase and the pleasure of sinking my teeth or claws into you, be glad our Luna is a kind woman ** they slam the door shut leaving us alone in there and unbound. Tristan sitss down on the couch rubbing his temples looking frustrated and like he's about to have an out right panic attack, which I don't blame him. I walk around the house just cheking it out and I really do have to laugh when I realize t

When I tried to close my eyes, Chris slapped me across the face. "Eyes open, slut! You have to watch every minute of your degradation. In fact," he said, getting an idea, "move her in here, guys." At his command, they used the chains to drag me into a bedroom where there was a closet door with full length mirrors. I stumbled, teetering on my heels. Chris positioned me in front of the huge mirror, tracing the switch marks all over my chest. "Turn around," he ordered. "Bend over and look at your ass from between your legs."

Chapter 13: We Built This From the Ashes The moment I heard it, everything else fell away. Kim. I ran. I heard Travis curse quietly behind me, then follow. Each hallway blurred into the next. Alarms hadn’t gone off yet, but I knew it was only a matter of time. The door to Sublevel Three was heavy, industrial, marked by a keypad. Travis stepped forward, cracked his knuckles. “Give me ten seconds.” “I’ll give you five.”

But as she reached for the door at the top— It wouldn’t budge. It was locked from the outside. Panic clawed at her chest. She was trapped. Footsteps echoed overhead— slow and deliberate. Someone knew she was here. Someone had trapped her on purpose. And they were coming. The journal slipped slightly in her grasp, and Claire clutched it tighter, backing away from the door. The footsteps grew louder. Closer. More menacing. A voice floated down through the cracks in the doorframe— smooth, mocking. "Did you really think it would be that easy, Claire?"

** TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains graphic descriptions of rape. ** Celine had no idea how long she’d been unconscious for, but she awoke in a chair, her wrists and ankles held in place with leather straps. She looks around the room as her vision slowly clears. The room seems to be a large stone lined room, there was a drain in the floor in front of the chair she was in. The wall in front of her had a small cupboard the door of which was open, and she could see several keys hung up in neat rows.

Then she ran, not out the closet door, but toward the back of the narrow space, where she’d seen a faint outline of another door a servants’ passage, perhaps. Her shoulder hit the wood. It was locked. “There’s no way out,” Charles snarled, regaining his footing, the light finding her again. He blocked the main entrance. “You’re trapped.” Panic clawed at her throat. This was it. Checkmate. Suddenly, the main closet door flew open with a crash, flooding the space with light from the library. Kaelan stood silhouetted in the doorway, his chest heaving, his eyes scanning the wreckage until they found her, pinned. Behind him, she saw Liam’s horrified face and Miranda’s cool, assessing one.

I stepped on my shoe lace I couldn't get hold of my self. I am supposed to land my self on the floor right but something happened, he held me, while turning back we fell unto the bed with our lips on each other's my eyes opened wide all I could see, is his intensed feeling my heart beats increased I to a faster beat for over 2 minutes I couldn't stand up I finally realized I'm still on his body I rose up running out. " Thank you" that all I could say after closing the door. " Why does his abs seem to have the same texture like that of the stranger or am I hallucinating.

Very cruel. “If I find out that you are lying to me, I will…..fuck!” he screams, and I run into my closet, and I hurriedly shut the door after me. A few seconds later, I hear him leave my room. I slowly leave the closet, and I lock the door of my room. Claire brings me dinner, and I refuse to eat. My heart is heavy. I keep the locket tucked away, hidden from sight, and I sleep in fear of him coming back.