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Chapter 18 Trapped in his Web
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2025-04-03 13:18:08The heat from Rafael’s body still lingered on Sophia’s skin long after he stepped away.
Her mind was a battlefield of contradictions—rage, shame, and something far more dangerous—desire. She wanted to scream at him, to slap that arrogant smirk off his face. But her lips were still swollen from his kiss, her breath still uneven, her body still betraying her. And Rafael knew it. His emerald eyes glinted with dark satisfaction as he leaned lazily against the desk, watching her with the patience of a predator that had all the time in the world. “You can keep running, piccola,” he murmured, his voice smooth as silk. “But I always catch what’s mine.” Sophia’s nails dug into her palms. “I’m not yours,” she snapped, forcing the words past the lump in her throat. Rafael chuckled, a deep, sinful sound that sent a shiver straight through her core. “Then why,” he mused, stepping closer, “are you still here?” Sophia’s breath caught as he lifted a hand to brush a strand of hair from her cheek, his touch lingering just long enough to set her skin on fire. Damn him. She had to get out of here. Before she lost herself completely. A Dangerous Game Sophia took a shaky step backward, needing to put any distance between them. But Rafael’s presence was overwhelming, suffocating. Undeniable. “You’re a bastard,” she hissed, clenching her fists at her sides. His smirk deepened. “I never claimed otherwise.” He moved with lethal grace, his broad shoulders casting a shadow over her as he advanced. Sophia knew she should run. Should fight. But she stood rooted in place as Rafael reached out, his fingers tracing the side of her neck, right where her pulse was betraying her. His touch was light, teasing, yet it sent a shock of electricity through her veins. “You think I don’t see it?” he murmured. “The way your body reacts to me, even when you try so hard to resist?” Sophia sucked in a sharp breath, her pulse hammering beneath his fingertips. “Let me go,” she whispered, though the plea sounded weak, even to her own ears. Rafael leaned in, his lips ghosting over her ear. “That’s the problem, piccola. I don’t want to.” His hand slid lower, resting on her hip, fingers pressing into her just enough to make her body tense. Sophia’s stomach clenched. This was dangerous. She wasn’t just battling Rafael anymore. She was battling herself. The Point of No Return With a sudden burst of defiance, she shoved at his chest, breaking the dangerous spell between them. Rafael let her go easily, but the amusement in his gaze was infuriating. “You enjoy pushing me, don’t you?” he asked, tilting his head slightly. Sophia gritted her teeth. “I enjoy proving that you don’t control me.” His eyes darkened, something feral flashing in their depths. “Is that so?” Before she could react, Rafael moved, pressing her back against the desk with a force that stole her breath. His hands pinned hers on either side, his body a wall of heat against hers. Sophia gasped, her heartbeat slamming against her ribs. His face was inches from hers, his breath fanning over her lips. “Tell me again that I don’t control you,” he challenged. “Say it, Sophia.” Her name on his tongue sent a rush of heat through her, and she cursed herself for the way her body thrived under his dominance. “I—” Her voice wavered. Rafael’s eyes darkened. “That’s what I thought,” he murmured, brushing his lips against her jaw in a slow, agonizing caress. Sophia squeezed her eyes shut, fighting the pull of him. He was toying with her. He was consuming her. And she was losing. A Dangerous Proposition Rafael’s grip on her wrists loosened, but he didn’t step away. Instead, he trailed his fingers down her arms, his touch sending fire through her veins. Then he spoke, his voice like silk and steel. “I could ruin you, piccola,” he murmured. “And the worst part?” His lips brushed over her ear. “You’d love every second of it.” Sophia’s breath caught, her body tightening at the raw truth in his words. No. She wouldn’t. She couldn’t. “I hate you,” she whispered, hoping the words would create a barrier between them. Rafael laughed, low and dark. “Lie to yourself all you want, but you’ll see soon enough.” He pulled back just enough to look into her eyes, his expression unreadable. Then, without another word, he released her completely, stepping back like he hadn’t just shattered every piece of her resolve. “You’re free to go, Sophia,” he said, amusement curling at the edges of his mouth. “For now.” Sophia didn’t wait. She turned on shaky legs, pushing past him, fleeing before she lost what little control she had left. But even as she stepped into the hallway, her pulse still racing, she knew one thing with terrifying certainty. She wasn’t free at all.
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The dim light of the room cast shadows on Rafael’s sharp features, making him look even more predatory—like a wolf that had finally cornered his prey. Sophia’s chest rose and fell rapidly as she fought for control, but the fire in her veins betrayed her. His hands were heavy on her hips, his fingers pressing into her skin with a possessive force that sent a dangerous thrill through her. He was everywhere. His scent. His heat. His dominance. And she—she was drowning in him. A War She Can’t Win Rafael’s emerald eyes locked onto hers, his pupils dilated with a hunger that sent a shiver racing through her. His thumb traced the outline of her lips, slow and deliberate, watching as she trembled beneath his touch. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this moment,” he murmured, his voice dripping with dark promise. Sophia’s throat tightened. “I don’t belong to you,” she whispered, trying to sound defiant, but her voice wavered. His smirk was lethal. “Oh, piccola,
