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Chapter 60: I will be here for you
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THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 61: She is his home
Looking closely into the mirror, Margarita, clad in a teal gray gown, encapsulated her hourglass figure flawlessly. It’s been a month since she joined the hospital, and meeting Noah became a habit that peppered a smile on her face. She went out for the first time after his consistent endeavor. In his company, she always smiled ear to ear. He was witty, funny, and ready to help others. In her barren life, he came as her first friend whom she liked to spend time with. But sometimes, his more than friendly gesture reminded Margarita of someone. Someone she wanted to heal once, who never left that strange part of her heart she called the ground.It’s been a month since she saw Samson. He never called or messaged her. Every night thinking about him freshen up her wound, but as soon as she meets Noah, he unintentionally heals that broken part of her.She was healing, that’s what she feigned to be, but Samson never left her mind, though he threw her out of his life.Margarita traced her perf
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 62: A rare kiss
The misty dawn and rustling of the brisk current against the window frame woke Margarita from her profound dormancy. She batted her eyes before altering her cornea with the dawn daybreaks. The sunrise was analogous, but the thing was unusual, and by the second she caught the discrepancy, her views enlarged, and she amused, merely to find out she was not on the couch but in her bedroom. A warm duvet covered her frame while her mind recalled the glimmers of last night. Did she see a dream where he showed up, or did he actually come?She clutched and drew the duvet away. Her teal-gray dress was crinkled, briefing her: don’t mistake Samson’s presence as a dream. He was there last night, but how did she land in her bed? Is he outside?The thought struck, and she perilously hopped out to confirm the living room. But Samson was not there. The bouquet ensured things happened yesterday. He came, slept, and left. Was it hard to accept it?What did he want? How did he find her house? Why was he
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 63: You are doomed..
Staring blankly at the desktop, Margarita was absorbed in a train of thought. How come she remembers nothing? Clasping her hands over her head, she ran over the same thought again and again, unsuccessfully, trying to remember the glimpses of last night.She confronted Noah, who conceded he offered trying the puff, but it was her choice; she didn’t deny it, to be exact. But Margarita was more concerned about something else. When she woke up this morning, the room was unfamiliar, her vision was still blurry, and her body was way too much exhausted. The room was spacious with limited decors. Her head started hurting when she emphasized recalling things, but luckily, Antonio knocked at the door to ease the pain of her lost memory.“Hello, Doc,”“How come I landed up here?”“Relax,” He extended a hot coffee mug to subside the headache.“Before you reach any conclusion, let me tell you you were lost wandering near the emergency stairs of the building.” Antonio lied with slumped shoulders an
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 64: You will suffer
“Don’t ask forgiveness when you are going to commit the same sin.”Samson despised he was feeble to show up at Margarita’s door. He hated when his humanity emerged, and the guilt of killing innocent souls in Mexico consumed him to the limit where he found himself in front of her. Like a sea wave, her innocence brought him to his shore.He detested she was waiting for another man, but adored that, she prioritized him. When he hugged her, it was invincible. Like she was the only thing he wanted. Whenever he closed his eyes, he saw those people, tried to scream his pain out, and drank them down, but nothing helped. Everything diminished when her hand touched his eyes. It was like an angel singing a lullaby to him, and he didn’t know he had gone into deep slumber.He decided to stay away from her. She can’t become his weakness. He would never allow this, which was why he left that night.But destiny played along when she showed up at the pub. She was breathtaking in that black dress, but
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 65: He is here
“Miss Costello, I hope you are joining the conference this evening.” Her senior, Doctor Sabeer, glanced at her with appreciation.“Yes, sir,”“What about you, Mr. Noah?” Margarita looked over her shoulder, watching him enter the cabin.Since the last time, Margarita has been trying to avoid his presence.“I will join too, sir.”“Great, this conference is important for both of you. We have experts coming from all over the world. It’s a good exposure.”“See you guys in the evening.” Doctor Sabeer dismissed them.Margarita came out, followed by Noah.“Miss Costello,” she stopped midway, avoiding looking in his direction.“I am sorry for the trouble I caused you.” Noah asserted, begging for forgiveness.“It’s ok,” she denied and walked a bit.“Margarita, please.” he raised his pitch and cupped her shoulders.“What are you doing?”“I am... I am sorry. You should know I like you more than a friend.” She looked blank.“I know you are alone, and we can make you feel special. You have such a s
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 66: Who am I to you?
“Calm down, doc.” even in the dark, her body knows his voice.Why is he here? What does he wants now? Isn’t he the one who left her without words? Her defiance was genuine, but did she really want him to go?“Leave me,” she grappled, but his control didn’t budge. Instead, he didn’t give her the space to wag. “Marga... rita...” her name so close to her ear, latched down every sense. Is this the effect of his personality? Every part quivered, her feet went jello, and the defense mechanism shut down. Her ears swallowed his daunting aura and warm voice. He was not ready to let go. His beard kissed against her ears and the words falling out were more like the wet kisses he peppered over her jawline.When she is angry, hug her till she melts down in your warmth.She despised his presence, made her drop her armor. His grip was like hugging her dainty frame from the back, and she let him consume everything churning inside her. Her anger, protests, and misery.Her restrained sobs released i
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 67: He rescued her that night so he could preserve her this night
“What happened?”He swallowed hard. “I killed someone.”He was supposed to hold a scowl, a connotation of pride when he added another name to the list who suffered in his hand; instead, he was unsettled, looking down into her mercury orbs.Her hand dropped from his chest, and those teary lush lashes batted to read his stressed lines. He never thought he would ever be this scared to confess his deeds. “You are going to hate me... ain’t you?”Encounter a deadly attack and a past confession of killing a woman; she knew she was not dealing with an innocent man. He could be death for others, but she knew how broken he was inside.It was not a foreign feeling for her sitting and talking blood bath. She heaved a low breath, and her expression was as calm as the sea.“Answer me, Margarita...” he husked in a concerned voice.She fidgeted her fingers into his and walked towards the couch, settling and ready to hear him out.“Why did you do that?” Soothing as a breeze. Her eyes showed no fear or
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 68: Beautiful
The air was not so pure, and the night was never been so exquisite earlier. This queen size bed had never felt so big before for Samson. The moonlight scattered on her angelic feature was never more virgin. He couldn’t deny the urge he had developed for her, an unsatisfied craving. Not just his body needed her, but also his soul. Resting his head and eyeing intently at the woman sleeping peacefully next to him was the most beautiful sight he had seen in this long time. She was right about everything. And the thought of losing this woman seared his heart. He never believed in destiny and all bullshit, but she came back and touched his soul the same way she did five years before.Sow good so that you can reap good.Ask with all your heart, and this universe will bring it to you.He used to laugh at these thought, but did he even know his urge to meet her again would be served by this universe?The way he lived his life, and the curses he carried from those innocent souls, feared him.
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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
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 161: Time
Three of them went inside. Samson could feel the resilience aura coming his way from Mateo. His presence might have been accepted by the Italian don but by the brother of Margarita Costello.The room was filled with a tense silence as Decker’s sharp gaze fell on Samson, his expression unreadable. Mateo stood by, observing the interaction between the two men.“Samson,” Decker’s voice was steady, his tone devoid of any warmth.“How are you now?”“I am... better,” Decker gestured toward a chair, indicating for Samson to sit. As they settled around a table, the atmosphere was thick with anticipation.“Mateo, could you please call everyone? Our friend here came to have dinner with us,” Decker instructed, his eyes never leaving Samson.Mateo nodded and left the room, leaving Samson and Decker alone for a moment. The silence was tangible, and Samson could feel the weight of Decker’s scrutiny on him.The silence filled with the click of glass when Decker poured whiskey into two glasses and dr
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
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 158: Sarah's struggle
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THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 157: His justice
The thick scarlet liquid dripped from the on the wooden floor, slithering down at the Master’s shoe. He finished, placed his cigar back on the ashtray, and looked sideways to see the lifeless body of Capo on his patio. His face twisted in disgust and anger. He looked at the man who had once been his friend, his ally, but was now nothing more than a hindrance to his plans. “Your blood stains my patio, making it dirty,” he muttered, his voice cold and devoid of any remorse.“I thought your son was better than you, but these Costello bitches always win the men with their charm,” he greeted, his teeth watching over Elijah as he made his way to the patio.“Don’t look at me like this,” Master rolled his eyes, watching Elijah’s judgemental eyes.Capo’s phone started to buzz on the coffee table, displaying the name “Samson” on the screen, but Master didn’t bother to pick up. He threw the phone aside, frustrated by the turn of events. His plan to defeat Decker and take control of the underworl
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 156: Freedom
The room was shrouded in darkness, the heavy curtains drawn tightly shut, blocking any sliver of light from the outside world. The only source of illumination was a single dim lamp perched on the edge of the heavy wooden desk. Its soft glow created dancing shadows on the walls, adding to the eerie atmosphere of the room.Capo sat there, a solitary figure amidst the darkness, his face partially concealed by the shadows. The lamp cast a faint light on his troubled expression, revealing the lines of sorrow etched on his face. His eyes, filled with a mixture of grief and determination, remained fixed on a picture of his beloved son, Aslan, which lay on the desk before him, his handsome face smiling back at him, and tears welled up in his eyes.“I’m so sorry, my boy,” Capo whispered, his voice choked with emotion. “I never got the chance to tell you the truth. I wanted to explain why I punished your mother. Why I had to make the choices I did.”His mind drifted back to the painful memories
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 155: Forgiveness
The morning sun gently streamed through the curtains, waking Sarah from her restless slumber. As she opened her eyes, she saw Margi sitting beside her, her face filled with concern.“Hey,” Margi said softly, “How are you feeling?”Sarah mustered a weak smile. “Better, I guess. Thanks for taking care of me.”Margi nodded, her heart heavy with the weight of everything that had transpired. “Of course, Sarah. I’ll always be here for you.”Tears welled up in Sarah’s eyes as she looked at Margi. “I’m so sorry, Margi. I never meant for any of this to happen.”Margi reached out and gently squeezed Sarah’s hand. “It’s not your fault, Sarah. None of us could have foreseen any of this.”Sarah’s voice quivered as she spoke, “Will you ever be able to forgive Dominic?”Margi looked at her friend, unsure if she could ever find it in her heart to forgive the man who had caused her so much pain. “I... I don’t know if I can forgive him,” she admitted, her voice filled with uncertainty and vulnerability
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 154: Proximity
Margi looked down at her trembling hands, her dress stained with blood and dirt. One part of her heart was relieved. Sarah is safe and under the doctor’s observation. Her mind drifted back to that horrifying day when she witnessed her brother Ethan’s tragic end. The image of him being engulfed by bullets haunted her, and her own screams echoed in her ears. She felt the guilt creeping in, wondering why it was always her loved ones who suffered while she managed to survive.Aslan’s face flashed before her eyes, his hazel eyes filled with love and happiness just hours before his life was taken from him. The memory of his gentle smile and the promise of a new life together crushed her heart. She couldn’t bear the thought that she was with him in his last moments, and yet she couldn’t save him.“Why does it always have to be them? Why can’t I protect the ones I love?” Margi whispered to herself, her voice filled with desperation.Amid her thoughts, Antonio extended a glass of water towards
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 153: Refuge
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
