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Chapter 28: Day 4
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THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 29: Day 4: Part 2
“I cannot sleep at night because...”“My past haunts me,” Samson confessed with a firm voice.A sense of numbness crawled in her body. How would she treat him when he carried the same demons as her?“Could you help me refine your haunting thoughts?” She knew she was entering the dark room, where she might not handle herself.“Death,” he whispered, and she could feel the hole in her heart open up.“Death of innocent people. Blood of closed ones.”Everything she closed in the chest of her mind opened up like she was talking to a mirror responsible for everything. “You lost someone close?” She had to compose herself.“Yes,” he whispered, missing the part where he needed to mention he had killed them all.She picked up the water to regain her senses, rolling the pencil between her index and thumb. “What do you think, doctor? How can I stop these feelings that don’t let me sleep?” Samson questioned.“Mr. Rufino, there are always some events in life in which we feel stuck, and our mind trie
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 30: Flashback
FLASHBACK (5 years back)Margarita is sitting alone in her room, watching further from her mansion in Sicily. It’s been a few months since they slaughtered Ethan.Not to mention her dad and brother searched every nook and cranny, killing every viable prospect to satisfy the burning vindictively. Every night, they came home empty-handed without knowing where they could find the mastermind behind that event. But Margarita blamed herself for what happened that night when she was supposed to be the one at her brother’s place. Her overconfidence of going without security killed her brother.“Decker,” Adele called his name on a high pitch.Margarita jumped out of her bed and ran to see her dad.He clenched his chest, sliding back in his rocking chair.She wanted to enter the room, holding his hand, but when he saw her, he extended his hand towards Mateo, hinting she didn’t exist for him anymore.“Daddy,” she whispered as the saltwater curbed her sight.Mateo signaled her to move out of sigh
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 31: Day 5
Today was different; the morning bliss peeking through the sheer curtains sprinkled on Margarita’s face. She yawned and palmed her face, rubbing her mercury eyes to get a better morning vision.She looked at the spiral calendar, playing hide and seek behind her water bottle, to realize it was Sunday morning.She didn’t realize it was the last day of the weekend, and she completely forgot her weekend chores were calling her name to finish it because she was so indulged in this seven day challenge.But she kept every chore thought aside, jumped out of bed, headed towards the bathroom for the morning routine, and came out hastily in her comfy clothes.She still had time to bake the cookies for those she liked to meet every weekend. The orphanage children were not her friends, but worked as healers to her broken soul. Their smile and thoughts remind her of Ethan, and their unconditional love keeps her going.But on her priority list, one more name had already been added-Mr. Samson Ruffino
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 32: Day 5-Part 2
“Are you sure, doctor? Because you look tired.”His jaw clenched, thinking how he could make her confess the name of the person she murmured last night.“Yes... I slept late.”“Busy talking to your boyfriend?” He commented.“Or entertaining another poor patient like me?”Realizing sour-coated words coming from his side were not what she expected at this time of their session.“I have my life too, Mr. Rufino. Talking to my patients and helping them is not just it.” She replied calmly.His eyes shot at her pale face. “Then am I special for getting time from you, or is there something else?”“I told you my reasons already.”His jaw grasped, knowing how he could make her confess the term where she opens up with the last night’s wake-up call.“Talking on the same. How did you sleep last night?”Samson knew the hope she was dying to see inside him was like a reward.“I followed your suggestion and called my mom.” The mercury eyes sparkled with silver rims, and a well-knitted smile played on
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 33: Day 5- Part 3
Samson and Margarita were heading towards downtown. He thought forcing himself to come with her would make her uncomfortable, but she was calm as the sea, looking outside, and lost in her thoughts.“Do you think I pushed you far enough to tag me along with you?”She turned towards him as the reflected sunshine sparkled in her mercury eyes. “Why would you think like this?”“Just like that. You must think, let me finish this session today, and enjoy my time. But here he is....”She circled the falling strands behind her ear, keeping the same smile.“I am happy to spend time with you as long as you open up with me, and we can solve this mystery in your mind, Mr. Samson Ruffino. But I think I was the one who forced myself on you to get stuck with me for sessions; you were never interested in.”Samson read his innocence.“So the place we are going...”“It heals me,” Margarita answered.They reached the place, and Samson parked the car.Margarita came out, and Samson helped to take out the
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 34: Deal with Rook
Margarita wiped her eyes, trying to calm her weary soul, and headed back toward the hall. Her eyes scanned the entire room, but Samson was not there. She called the caretaker and asked her about the man she came with. “He left.”Her conscious mind first alerted her to check the time, and she found out it completed her two hours of the session.She gifted a thin smile, but inside, something chafed against her heart. He came, spent the designated time, and left. Yes, it was true, and she had to accept it above all the emotions and chaotic feelings she was feeling inside herself.He was in a mess, but thinking healing him would heal her heart was stupid. He was too practical to involve the chaos she was dealing with in her life. Thinking he was another version of her disheveled life was a mistake.She stuffed her phone in the bag and appeased herself before heading towards the kids to spend her time.Samson, driving crazily, reached the pub, but how stupid he was to think he could enjoy
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 35: Late night Call
Margarita checked the time and recognized today, the time flew like anything. She smiled, passed her goodbyes to everyone, and called Uber to collect her car from the clinic.She was thinking about Samson and realized expecting too much from him was stupid. She reached home and relaxed in a long shower. After an exhausting day, she washed her hair and wrapped herself in a bathrobe.She was hungry but didn’t have the energy to cook; she ordered pizza.She received the pizza box and greeted the server with an extra tip. She opened her all-time favorite series- FRIENDS.And started enjoying her food with a chill coke; she still remembers how much Ethan loved pizza and allowed no one to eat the last slice.Her eyes turned glossy. “This is for you, little brother,”she bit the corner of the last slice and left it thinking about Ethan.She was about to hit the bed when her phone buzzed. It was almost a quarter to twelve. But she knew she had to take this call.She yawned and picked up the v
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 36: Day 6
DAY 6The following day Margarita prepared herself with blue denim jeans and a white top; pulling her sketchers today, she wanted to go casual. She reached the farmhouse where Samson was waiting in his room patiently. She was happy to see his progress, but she still remembers the day she met him and the sixth day; it felt like he was completely changed.“Hello, Mr. Ruffino,”“Call me Samson,” their gaze met for a moment. He was smiling through his eyes, and she felt healed with a relieved smile.“Okay,” she toned her voice, trying to taste his name on her lips.“Samson,” she whispered, and he scanned those lush vanilla lip balm-coated lips.“You seem different today.” She smiled.“I feel different today.” He arched a brow.“That’s good to see you.”“How did you sleep yesterday?”Samson bit his tongue; all this happy smiley face was not his cup of tea. He was pretending to be good, but in reality, his mind was stuck with the same picture he saw yesterday at her place.“Good, after talk
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Margarita looked out at the moon, standing next to the fountain. The breeze played with her long curls, emphasizing the coldness. She was not expecting her dad to reveal the situation like this. She heard the footsteps approaching in her direction, and she was not willing to talk to anyone right now. She rushed towards the garden, thinking she could hide. “Margarita,” a voice brushed in her ears, and the goosebumps started to crawl out from her skin. She didn’t turn because she knew she would look weak and vulnerable in front of Samson. Margarita’s fingers tightened around the edge of her dress, her knuckles turning white. She could sense Samson’s presence behind her, the weight of his gaze, the unspoken words that hung in the air between them. But she remained committed, determined to protect herself from the pain that had once shattered her world. “I know... I have never missed an opportunity to hurt you, but we both know how much...” Samson whispered close to her ear; she turned
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THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 159: The end of the villain
Master’s cold eyes flickered with intense emotion. He leaned back in his chair, his fingers interlaced, and recounted his side of the story.“It all started when you shot Elijah, leaving him to die.” That sight was still crisp in Master’s mind, watching his son bathed in his own blood pool.Master’s voice was low and filled with bitterness.He paused for a moment, his gaze distant as he relived the memories of that fateful day. “Elijah’s condition only fueled my rage further. He was left paralyzed, and I couldn’t bear to see my son suffer like that.”“The pain of watching our son consumed my wife, and she chose to die by taking her life. I lost everything that day, and the pain consumed me because of you.” Master’s eyes didn’t flicker from Decker’s face.“I wanted revenge, and I wanted Decker to suffer as I had suffered. So, I searched for the worst criminals, those who would carry out my bidding without question. That’s when I found Vasco Ivankov and helped him establish the Spanish
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The road ahead seemed uncertain and dark. The headlights of the car cut through the night, illuminating the winding path before them, but it did little to dispel the heaviness in their hearts.In the silence of the car, broken only by the sound of the engine and the soft hum of tires on the road, Margi and Sarah couldn’t help but contemplate the shattered trust that lay between them and Dominic.Margi skimmed in her direction and knew how the pain etched on Sarah’s face. The dry tears and blank eyes were a reflection of the shattered trust that mirrored her own feelings. Looking at Sarah, Margi saw a reflection of her own heartache, and she knew that they both shared a similar pain.“Do you love him?” Margi asked, her voice soft and understanding, knowing the weight of that question.Sarah hesitated for a moment, her lower lip trembling with fear of revealing the truth. She squeezed her eyes and swallowed the truth without uttering them in words.Margi knew the ache of loving someone
