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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.
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 69: A healthy flirting
“Hello, brother,” Margarita bit her nails. She was about to tell Mateo about her travel plan.“Margi, how are you?”“I am good. So I wanted to tell you something.” Mateo was busy arranging documents in his office when he received Margi’s call.“I am going on a trip.”“That’s great, with your friends?” Mateo coolly added, without gazing at the screen.“With Samson.” His hands dropped the documents, and he immediately picked up his phone.“What did you say?”“Samson,” she muttered under her breath.“The patient.” She bobbed. Mateo knew about Samson, as mentioned by Azra. But he had to pretend in front of Margarita.The way her eyes sparkled for this trip. It’s been a long time since he saw her excited about something.“Yes, are you angry at me?”Mateo smiled, looking at her sister, still scared to choose her happiness from her brother’s opinion.“What if I say no? Would you still go with him?” Margarita bit her lips, and the twinkle dimmed immediately. She shook her head and respected M
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 70: Coffee
Rain, there was a time when these black, gloomy clouds used to prod Margarita, but something has changed. She was scanning this beautiful view, appreciating the sight, letting these watery alphabets make a new song in her heart. Samson played his playlist, the atmosphere changed completely.Margarita was enjoying silently, stealing a glance at his face, and asked herself what had changed in a few days. Samson’s eyes were stuck on the road, but his focus was all on her, knowing she was looking at him, knitting something unusual.It’s been an hour, and none of them utter a word. Is it necessary to speak when silence can talk? She quietly looked outside and let everything settle inside her, while Samson never realized when the meaning of the song he had heard a thousand times changed utterly.Long drive, rain, songs, and a beautiful partner were precious moments to preserve, and none of them uttered a word.“It’s beautiful,” Margarita muttered like she wanted him to hear but skipped it;
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 71: Laura
The vehicle comes to a rest in front of a small house. Margarita’s eyes devoured the beautiful sight. The roof had protected the house over the ages, and the diminished paint told the strength it would preserve for many a time. Was she expecting something grand? Something big? But why would an old lady need a lavish residence when she could have the warmth and hope between these magnificent walls? Indeed, her son could give her a ravishing, well-equipped home, but it would not have been his childhood remembrances. Samson stayed and took that beautiful sight into his mind; maybe he was comparing it with the last time he came here.“This is...” He whispered and glanced at Margarita.“Your home.” She concluded those words lingered in his throat.He smiled and looked along.“It’s beautiful.”Samson hopped out and ran towards the porch to knock at the door that never forgets his touch. Margarita saw the yearning, the melting of emotions dragged that little boy he hid for so long. It is tru
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 72: He needs to feel home
Margarita, elevated in offense, walked into the living only to get welcomed by Mummo and Laura’s eyes. Laura gifted her a scowl when she saw Samson following her. Something was bothering Laura, and Margarita could sense it. She must not like her arrival.“Did you meet Laura?” Mummo causally questioned Margarita, not knowing she was the same girl who pointed a knife at her just a moment back. Margarita smiled in return to dilute the gaze between Laura and her. Sometimes being a therapist helped her a lot to understand human behavior. If someone is afraid of something, they adapt to mask their fear by anger or acting defensively.“I will go freshen up.” She strolled towards the guest room, directed by Samson.“You can use mine,” Mummo commanded as placing the last chili for Chiles Rellenos, and Laura set the table holding Pumpkin Chorizo Soup.“Who is she?” Curious, Laura couldn’t handle Samson bringing another woman. Mummo took out her finest cutlery for this special guest, making Laur
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 73: Sleepless night
Margarita came inside, adoring the warmth these four walls offered her. It feels like home after a long time. A home away from home, primarily because of Mummo and Laura.She remembered Laila, Kiara, and Tristy and how they fought each other.After Kiara’s death, Mateo never allowed Laila to come near Margarita. He was torturing her in his way, but she knew he loved her.Every day, she prayed for Mateo’s heart to melt for Laila and to realize he loved her.Samson followed her, mulling over the thoughts of Laura’s drastic change. How come here killing Margarita instinct changed into protecting her?“Sammy, grab some blankets. It’s going to get cold.” His mother called him, and he turned and passed his goodnights but didn’t want her to leave so soon when he could use this time to be with her.“Goodnight.” Margarita took the time window to go inside and settle on the bed. She looked blankly at the ceiling. She was in his home, the man who shook her to the core and challenged her like any
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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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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
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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
