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Chapter 82: Meeting an old friend
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THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 83: The time has come
Hope is what when you adopt the black night and embrace those sprinkled stars, knowing the dawn will come.Margarita was rejuvenated. She has everything an optimistic human could think of: hope, love, desire, and a destiny to fulfill this life. Glancing over her laptop, she smiled and sifted through her memory. How scared she was when she left this country a few days ago to meet her dad. The feelings of facing him, the dread of failing him, didn’t let her sleep for the last five years, but now if she was asked how her life was, she would say,She is the blessed one.She had a feeling of peace with Ethan, and now her pillow didn’t have the leftover tears from the last night. She has new plans for her life, and that somewhere includes Samson, and it inclined to know him more.Her phone chimed and highlighted, ‘Report submission reminder with the doctor.’But her work didn’t make it easy for her to play along with him.The evening was telling her to come out and enjoy the breeze on her s
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 84: Slow death
Blood trickled down from her lower lip, and the tracks of the fingerprints on her cheeks screamed the story of the torture she had suffered. Her eyes were swollen, and bloody spit drooled from his slack jaws. When dawn hit, she realized she harbored a hell of a pain. Every muscle had seized up, and the body was struggling to recover, to repair the damage. Unable to move with any grace, her movements were jerky. Hands and feet tied in cable ties.Still, she recoiled last night’s event and remembered what happened in those last moments when an unknown man took her down.Her heavy eyes scanned the perimeter and found out she was sitting in the middle of a factory, an old architecture with abandoned machines that might not have been used for years.Her throat chafed like sandpaper, and she could feel the metallic taste settling in her mouth of her blood.“Water,” Margarita struggled, but let down a groan.“Please, I need water,” the splash of water was thrown on her face to wake up her se
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 85: The haunted moments
The blood gushing down his face was thick and warm, making its way down to his face, slipped his body, finalizing the destiny to mix with the cemented ground. His eager eyes hovered over only on one face to respond. Margarita.She was bound against a pole.“Chase... please,” Samson groaned.“We were friends, Samson.” Chase was burning in revenge.“He was my baby brother. You killed my baby, Samson.”“You made his wife slit his throat. No mercy, no compassion...” he blasted at him while Margarita watched him getting beaten.“And I am going to give you the same pain.” He shattered a glass and came close to poke Samson’s eye.“I am sorry for what I did. But all I can help you satisfy your burning soul is to kill me and take revenge.” Samson begged.Margarita slid a piece of glass underneath her left foot.“Chase... let her go. She doesn’t know you,”“What’s so special about this bitch?” Chase pulled her hair.Samson growled, gawking at Chase.“She tried to help me see good things, Chase.
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 86: Aslan Ivankov
Death, this word will not define her one more time. The battle of life over death danced in her mind. The darkness was calling her name from those hollows of the past, Samson’s and Ethan’s faces assailing her mind like a heartbeat.It felt like she’d been asleep for years as she tried to open her eyes under the influence of heavy sedatives. She couldn’t remember the life she had in her body.White drapes, white room. She continued to struggle to keep up the senses.She did not know where she was until she heard the beep... beep... beep of the machines. She looked around and tried hard to remember what had happened to her in the last moments before she collapsed.It was a gunshot.The effect of sedatives had delayed her movement, and the words couldn’t be formed in her mouth. But the mind sifted and gifted her the exact moment to feel vulnerable, and only one word she could feel.Samson was dead.Warm water formed in her eyes and rippled down, with a temporary life to get absorbed in t
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 87: Charade
“I am sure Mateo will not take you without your permission.” It was the first time somebody challenged Mateo’s authority. And only another heir with the same authority could do this.Mateo smiled and thought it was time to call their dad and update Margi’s condition. He left the last watch on Margi as he told her the conversation was not over.Aslan lifted her hand to check the pulse. “Don’t stress yourself. You are not going anywhere.” Margi’s attention pulled back to his hazels and twirled lips. She never liked when someone put effort into making their space in her heart. Clearly, Aslan was trying to influence her.“And who gave you permission to talk between us?” With a lifted chin, she circled her shoulders and leaned back.Aslan sneered with a slight frown, not ready to give up what he had built in between them.“Ohhh... you hurt me with those words. Beautiful,” Continuing to stir the intimacy.“Don’t call me that,”“So you are saying you are not beautiful?” He leaned closer and
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 88: Choked words
A mind is a dominant tool. It can be constructive or destructive, but there is something more to it. It is more like an ocean, and when you have to wait at the shore watching the currents coming and going, serving no purpose, just teaching you to be patient. Margarita’s mind was set on the horizon watching outside the hospital window on the thirteenth floor, sifting through every memory current that belonged to Samson and her. How they met, and things changed between them. But now she was waiting for more. She wanted to know how he felt about her; eyes may be the mirror of your soul, but words seal the deal.She read how he looked at her, and now she wanted to hear those words from him.She heard a soft knock, forcing her eyes skim at the door.Aslan came inside with a white bouquet and gifted her a smile.“Good morning,”“Do you bring flowers for every patient of yours, or am I being a special target?” She taunted.He gave her a short glance over the chart and read the glucose leve
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 89: The swollen one
Kingdom rise and falls, history witnessed it all. There is always a warning before a storm. When words and thoughts started losing control of one, the king knew he was about to lose the throne.Capo sensed the warning, and something hinted at him; he was about to lose his throne soon if he didn’t control the one he created as havoc.Betrayal isn’t ridiculous, it’s the reason thousands of kings died, and empires burned to the ground. And today, when he saw the lady beside his harbinger of death, he knew eventually, his kingdom would fall. He made Samson, so he became what he is today. A mafia boss gets rich from suffering and death, the inhuman acts, and the despair he could create and feed on it. There is no place for emotions and love.And Margarita burned those thick walls he built over the years. Now that the warning has come, Capo needs a solution.If she was an ordinary woman, he would have Samson kill her just like the last one, but she seems competent enough. However, she still
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 90: Old dogs
Flashback (28 years back)Coming from a family who served the country for over three decades, Elijah’s fate was already tossed for carrying this legacy. His uncles were in the Marines, and his father, Sam, was a well-known FBI superior.He was given a choice to be a blueblood or choose cammies.Elijah was the brightest. He idolizes his father, and to learn from the best, he chooses the FBI.Things turned exciting when he got his first project on the field with his colleague Adele and Blaise. Adele and Elijah fell in love with time, but this project seemed challenging for all of them. They were both passionate about their work, but her dedication, determination towards her country, and work made her fall for her. He knew he could count on her, and she would be the perfect woman who could compliment him.They were assigned to capture and gather proof against the mafia lord, Decker Costello.He was known as the devil running his illegal business in the veins of this city, but the sudden
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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
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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
