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THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 91: Misconceptions
Sitting alone, Samson skimmed down at the detailed plasters. His hand trailed on his left waist, caressing the bullet wound he picked up when he met Margarita at the airport.Locked himself in the mystery, his every anxiety accidentally solved by her. She has become the solution to his being.That night, she delivered him and handed over his life back. He would willingly sacrifice himself to preserve her life, but what about the feelings she demanded to share?There was misery in those moments, and he sensed the same when she left him after Capo’s arrival yesterday.She kept mentioning things that terrified the hell out of him. It was not simple for him to confess, but she felt he was hiding the truth.He missed her badly. He picked up his phone and dialed her number.“Hello,” her tender honey voice was the first he heard beside these beeping machines. He closed his eyes and imagined she was with him, close to his heart.“Mr. Ruffino,” the mention of his last name was not what he expe
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 92: Justified
Because people started seeing the truth from others perspectives, the narratives of the same event surprised them differently. When the purity of feelings is mixed with illusions of lies and betrayal, it changes the heart.Margarita, still holding onto the same point, confused precipitated, juggling between her conscious and subconscious mind. She couldn’t afford to stand out there alone pretending with those feelings and keep going in a fog, but she needed a firm base underneath her feet to walk.“Margi,” Mateo tapped in front of her, wanting her to finish the breakfast he served a few moments ago.She wanted to talk to someone about her confusion, and nobody was there who could keep her and Samson’s relationship on neutral ground and suggest something. Mateo will always behave like a protective brother, and her dad will always want to test the man she wants to be with.Is there anyone with whom she could talk?“When is your internship getting over?” Mateo and Margarita had a word a
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 93: Dinner at enemies house.
“I will be careful,” Mateo hung up the call. He keeps posting updates to Decker. He needs to be cautious with every aspect. Even though Aslan saved Margi, Mateo ensured Azra dug out the reality under the rugs. Till now, he couldn’t find the association between Chase and Aslan. But he found Samson had a good affinity with Chase until he killed his younger brother brutally.Margarita is battling the dilemma of not being involved with this father-son duo.“Why do they want us to come over for dinner? What did dad say about it?” Margarita was still surprised to see Mateo agreed to this deal.“It’s time to build allies, Margi. What’s the big deal? It’s just a formal dinner,” Mateo added.“Dad knew about it. Besides, making friends is better than keeping enemies around you.”“But why would you want to be friends with another gang? Isn’t it dangerous?” The more she wanted to stay away from all the chaos, it seemed her destiny was written in the same ink.“You didn’t think when you agreed to
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 94: First success
The four of them settled on the couch. Margarita seemed relaxed with Sarah but had a sense of yonder when she looked at Aslan.Aslan extended the drink to Mateo. “Thank you,”“I hope you would like to have hot coffee, Miss Costello,”“Sure, Mr. Ivankov,” if he wants to act formally, why would Margarita sit back? She would like to show his presence meant nothing.“Here you go,”“My brother used to make the best coffee, Margarita,” Sarah chimed to support Aslan. She observed the obscurity between Aslan and Margarita. Pure-hearted Sarah knew nothing about the emotional war Margarita and Samson were going through. She saw a beautiful, intelligent woman who could handle her impulsive brother, and she would not let this opportunity slip away.“Thank you,” Margarita accepted the mug from Aslan’s hand. Momentarily, they exchanged a gaze, but he made sure he would not send her away by showing his intentions.Mateo’s focus broke when his phone buzzed. He glanced over the screen, and the change
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 95: Hidden agenda
Mateo Paced the patio, lost in his thoughts when Margarita assessed him quietly. He was incensed, stressed, and strayed.“Is it Laila?” Margarita interrupted his train of thought. He stuttered for a moment but chose not to utter a word, just gifted a curd node.She waited for him to share, but getting no response, she understood he would not tell her, comprehending it was all his culpability.“Margi…” his feet halted, and she turned to skim his frowned face.“I am losing her.”“She may not forgive me this time.” Was that difficult to spill the truth? She warned him a thousand times, but he didn’t listen. She stood still while he stepped closer and held her stiff hands.“I can’t help you, brother. Maybe this is your lesson for not breaking her the way you did. You suffocate her.” Being his sister, she was supposed to understand his part, and for a moment, she did, but in the end, she was a woman. How long is she going to keep the blindfold?“What are you saying?”“Yes, I saw her. You p
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 96: Uncontrolled
‘Cause I am crazy, yeah.’‘Cause I am crazy, yeah.’You hear a boom at the party...(DJ GOJA)The party was roaring, the neon glimmers shining throughout the room. The soiree peaked with debauchery. Samson is sitting in his room, watching the seventy-inch screen. The rush hours in the pub engaged him for so long, but not long enough to steal a glance from his pocket. He grazed that Stoney white crystal heart, thinking about those mercury orbs who changed something inside him. Even in this shindig, he was holding his peace in his hand. Calm and serene, her smile was there in the flashes of the memories.He checked his phone every other minute, but there was no text or call coming his way from Margarita. Did she forget about him?It’s been a long time since their last conversation. Didn’t she forgive him for that?He craned from the couch and walked towards his table for another round of medication and bandages. Busy reopened his injured hand, and he struggled to keep up with the applic
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 97: Talk to me
Margarita sloppily closed her eyes, avoiding the panic thundering outside her cabin. She was enjoying this dark room when nobody would know her presence. That uncanny stillness consumed her focus, and she slid into memory lane and didn’t concede someone had entered those doors.The mind darted to the beat when she met him for the first time; stubborn as he was, pushing her away. And after all this time, he still held the upper hand in their relationship.“You should hide or call your guards, doc.” her senses flinched, but she didn’t open her eyes. What if this was an illusion?The air carried his collage, hinting it was not an illusion, but she held her poise with those close peers.Samson flinched, but the raised goosebumps on her neck and hand told him his presence was approved but not accepted openly.He craved that beauty-dripping face, mainly for that mercury orb to send a zap of shock through his thirsty senses.He clicked the cigarette lighter, and the glimmer of light fed on h
THE DEVIL'S TRAP Chapter 98: Some Secrets
We were born to love and nurture that feeling to help us stand firm in dark times and lead our way when everything seems lost. Margarita didn’t expect him to come and talk about Aslan and Capo; instead, she thought he would want to rejuvenate their bonds.She quietly followed Aslan, who was talking to other interns but still had his focus on this woman. The group of doctors visited the old age camp in the countryside. The seniors trained the juniors on handling things and what facilities they could provide in the center.When someone extended a coffee to her, Margarita was quietly sitting in the corner, thinking of Samson and his conversation. She thought this field trip would engage her in the momentum, but she needed to be corrected.“The weather is wonderful here. A walk outside would be refreshing,” Aslan interrupted.“Yeah,” Margarita whispered without looking outside the closed window. It was pelting. He smiled and shook his head.“I didn’t know you despised me so much,” she cre
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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
In a quiet corner of the room, Adele and Elijah sat closely together. Both of them were old, and time had carved its marks on their faces, but their eyes held the same warmth and love that had bound them together for decades. Adele looked at Elijah with concern, her heart aching for the man she once loved deeply.“You look beautiful,” Elijah stammered.Adele smiled thinly and shook her head, withering away the worries about what was happening outside.“Is this because of the bullet in your spine?” Adele asked gently, her voice barely above a whisper.Elijah nodded slowly, his lips twisted in pain as he struggled to speak. “Yes,” he uttered. “I got punished for what I did.”Tears welled up in Adele’s eyes as she reached out and cupped Elijah’s hand in her own. “No, Elijah,” she said, her voice filled with emotion. “You didn’t deserve this. You were caught in the crossfire, and it was never your fault.”Elijah drooled, and Adele picked to wipe his face.“Is he handsome enough?” He chuck
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
