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Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire come with me
Marco walked straight into a large casino that would soon be his, as someone escorted him into a special room located behind the building. A room with several guards lining the corridor made Marco look at it, but from the corner of his eye, he noticed how tight the security was in that special room. The large door in front of him opened, and Marco fell silent as he saw several beautiful girls surrounding a man who looked very miserable in front of Marco.The man, whom Marco believed would not live long, remained arrogant in front of him. "I didn't expect you to come this soon," said the middle-aged man with his robust physique, making Marco remain silent in response. Of course, the women around him only smelled money on his body, ignoring his uncertain appearance and the luck that would soon run out, thought Marco, who was now walking closer, then tossing the bag that Pedro had previously carried."I think you should be done having fun by now," said Marco, causing the man to only inte
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire do something
Marco then laughed satisfactorily with all the efforts he had made over the past few days. It had indeed yielded results. All the piled-up documents didn't come on their own. They were the result of Marco's efforts to take over Lemos's casino, which was now under his control in Chicago.As Edward had said, everything was easy for Marco now. Moreover, not only that, the nightclubs under Lemos's name were now also in his hands. Marco finally sat calmly in the room. He then looked towards the women who had previously surrounded Lemos."You should thank me for freeing you from that wretched old man. I know how disgusting it must have been for you to be close to him," said Marco, making the women whisper to each other. Of course, they hadn't willingly approached such an unattractive man.Marco then reached out, sipping the drink he had just taken. However, for some reason, Marco felt something strange about the drink. "Don't tell me you put something in this drink," said Marco, making one
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I don't believe it
Letta continued to pace back and forth in her room, still not getting any news from Marco. Occasionally, she glanced at the clock on the wall, which indicated it was midnight, but Marco had yet to return or give her any news, leaving Letta to pray for her husband's well-being. Letta knew well that as a businessman, Marco had many people after him, which was what currently worried her.Letta then tried to contact Marco via the hotel room phone, using the numbers Marco had left for her. There was Pedro's number, the driver's number, and her own number, but there was no answer from any of these numbers, including Marco's. It seemed as if they had agreed not to be disturbed."I hope Marco is okay. God, I beg you to protect my husband wherever he is," Letta said, clasping her hands together, praying to God.The door to their room suddenly opened, causing Letta to immediately get up from her seat, turn on the main light, and see Marco standing at the doorway, gazing at her."I was worried a
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I'm scared
Letta then chose to turn around, then walked towards the wardrobe where her neatly arranged clothes were, making Letta pick them one by one, and that immediately widened Marco's eyes. He quickly walked towards Letta, grasping his wife's arm to stop everything she was about to do."What are you doing?" Marco asked, making Letta just brush off Marco's grip."Let me go! I feel utterly disgusted being in the same room as someone who has played with other women," Letta said in an angry tone, making Marco see how Letta's eyes seemed to not want to be anywhere near him."I beg you, I apologize. I truly made a mistake. I don't know what happened to me, but it wasn't of my own volition. People at the casino set me up, and I could only escape their clutches by just imagining you," Marco said, making Letta immediately sigh in frustration."Nonsense! You've been playing me! Is it just because I rely on you? Is it just because I have no one in this world and only rely on you? Is that why you treat
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire On the contrary
Letta began to feel the large hand that was now wrapped around her round stomach. The hand caressed her gently, causing Letta to blink her eyes. After that, she immediately turned to the back where Marco was also kissing the top of her head."Morning, sunshine," Marco said with his broad smile. Letta was momentarily stunned looking at her handsome husband's face up close, before finally gazing back perfectly at Marco."You're already fresh. Are you going somewhere?" Letta asked, making Marco nod his head."Yes, this morning I have to check the casino. I just took over it and last night wasn't feasible. So, early this morning, I will check it out directly," Marco said. Hearing this made Letta feel lonely again, even though their arrival in Chicago had made her realize that Marco would definitely not be able to relax at all."Will it take long?" Letta asked again, making Marco raise his shoulders."Who knows, it might take a long time, or it might be quick," Marco said as he felt Letta'
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Tastes sweet
Letta didn't know what her husband was discussing with Pedro earlier, but now she was stalling for time. Initially, she was only going to ask for one kiss, but now Marco was trailing kisses along her skin as if he didn't want to move at all. Letta finally pushed Marco's body, and their embrace unravelled."Pedro will keep waiting for us even longer. I haven't even dressed yet," Letta said, making Marco shake his head."It's okay. He's used to waiting. Don't worry about Pedro. What my wife should be thinking about is how to prevent her husband from teasing her again today," Marco said, once again making Letta shake her head."What am I supposed to do then?" Letta asked, making Marco look at her with a satisfied gaze."I want you to play around with me," Marco said, making Letta shake her head."I don't know how. I don't understand the kind of 'playing around' that's in your mind right now. So don't ask for anything strange," Letta said, making Marco just smile."It's not about my mind.
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Now it's your turn
Marco then released their lip lock, starting to trail kisses down Letta's slender neck, then descending to her shoulders while gripping her back. However, the next moment, Letta truly screamed as Marco suddenly lifted her body in his arms, causing Letta to shake her head."No, put me down. What if I fall? Didn't you say that my body has really changed and doubled in size?" Letta asked, making Marco just smile."Your body still feels light to me, so don't worry. What I meant by doubling is this one of yours," Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Her face was now facing both her exposed sensitive sides clearly. Letta was about to respond to her husband's words when Marco immediately kissed both of Letta's sensitive sides in front of him. Letta could only embrace Marco tightly, tracing every one of his fingers on her husband's scalp, making Marco even more powerless as he greedily kissed her. Letta could only let out moans as Marco continued to tease both her sensitive sides. Letta c
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire very tired
Letta stepped down from the bed and stood before Marco, who was now gazing at every inch of her body. Marco smiled as if proud of the artwork he had painted on Letta's body."Don't look at me like that," Letta said, causing Marco to shrug as if indifferent."What's the problem? I'm just looking at my own wife's body," Marco said, making her roll her eyes lazily."Come here," Letta said, finally making Marco sit right by the bedside, and Letta immediately knelt."Now I know what my wife is about to do," Marco said, making Letta smile."I will do what just became your game," Letta said as she reached out her hand and undid the belt of Marco's pants before slowly unbuttoning them. Marco remained silent, watching what Letta was about to do.Marco could see how Letta struggled to swallow her saliva. Even though it hadn't fully emerged, she seemed prepared. Marco just grinned, observing his wife's cute behavior."If you're afraid, you don't have to force it," Marco said, sounding like a tau
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Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Yes, you can call me ‘Dad,’
As Marco had previously mentioned, he and Freya were now in the kitchen, looking at the ingredients already on the table. "So, Uncle, what are we going to make?” Freya asked, also unsure of what she should do. After all, it was Marco who had suggested making breakfast, so Freya would just follow whatever Marco instructed. Currently, besides being busy with the ingredients in front of him, Marco also had to look at recipes on his smartphone. “Wait a minute, Uncle has to find a recipe that matches the ingredients we have," Marco said again, looking a bit puzzled, making Freya immediately look at him with raised eyebrows. "Did Uncle invite me to make breakfast without any prior planning?” Freya asked, inspecting Marco's expression, which was currently glued to his phone, as he looked at the recipes that he was now reading one by one. "Yes, it was a sudden invitation from Uncle, why?" Marco asked back. "That means Uncle can't cook?" Freya asked again, making Marco finally look at his
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I don't have it
Letta then blinked when she felt the sunlight beginning to enter through the curtains of her bedroom window, but that wasn't what made her feel different this morning. When a large hand now encircled her waist, Letta immediately turned around, seeing Marco still softly snoring behind her, and after that, Letta could only draw the corners of her lips unintentionally. The smile seemed to automatically greet her morning just because Marco was by her side. Letta didn't know since when she had longed for a morning that felt so warm like this, nor did she know since when she started feeling sleep that didn't make her feel at ease at all. Last night, when Marco said that he would definitely fall asleep comfortably, it made Letta truly feel it, to the point that she didn't even wake up in the middle of the night. Letta then turned to look at Marco, who was still closing his eyes, and for the first time, Letta could see Marco's face up close after such a long time. His high nose, his eyes tha
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I miss this scent of yours
Finally, Letta was able to tell everything that Marco wanted to hear, recounting her entire life and the beginnings of her feelings of happiness, sadness, frustration, touched moments, and the pain she felt when leaving Marco, and enduring with Freya. Letta revealed everything to Marco so that he knew that it was what she felt when she left all the beautiful and painful memories about him. Marco then brought his face closer to Letta’s, making Letta close her eyes as she felt the warm breath of Marco enveloping her face. “Iam the cruelest yet fortunate man to have had you. I didn't know that from the beginning our fate seemed ironic, and it must have been very painful for you. And I am fortunate that you were willing to accept a man like me,” Marco said, leaving Letta silent. Letta also didn't know how she could develop such feelings for Marco. Although from the beginning, it was only the pain that Marco inflicted, it seemed that was also what made Letta have the opposite feelings f
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Just trust everything to me
Marco then looked in Letta's direction as she emerged from Freya's room. After that, he walked closer. "Has Freya fallen asleep?" Marco asked, making Letta nod. Letta then sat not far from Marco's position. Letta didn't know if the decision she made was right in giving Marco a chance. However, as stated by Abian and her own intuition, she felt the need to give herself a chance as well, not solely for Marco's sake. Letta wanted to experience whether she would truly be happy if she welcomed Marco back into her life. Letta was slightly taken aback when Marco reached out his hand and gently stroked her cheek. “What are you thinking?” Marco asked, eliciting a warm gaze from Letta in response. "Nothing, just thinking. Until when will you continue to stay here and sleep in the car?” Letta said, because all this time Letta actually knew that Marco didn't sleep in the hotel prepared by Pedro. Instead of sleeping comfortably, Marco always slept in his car, whether in his driveway or on the
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Can I trust you?
Letta then tried to dry her wet hair with a towel because a few days ago she forgot to fix her hairdryer. So, it seemed that tonight she would sleep with wet hair. For Letta, that was not a problem. What needed to be done now was to prepare dinner for them. Letta hurriedly left the room and saw that Marco had finished cleaning himself. He had even changed into casual clothes that always concealed his figure. Letta saw Marco eating snacks that Freya fed him while watching Freya's favorite show, as she walked behind the sofa they were sitting on. “What do you want for dinner?" Letta asked as she walked towards the kitchen, making Marco look at Letta who was starting to open the refrigerator. "I want sausages and eggs, maybe with chicken," Freya said, making Letta nod before looking at Marco. "Are you also waiting for my answer?” Marco asked, making Letta look at him with raised eyebrows. "If you can eat whatever I provide," Letta said, beginning to select the ingredients in front of
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire destroying my life
Letta then chose to entrust Freya to Rose because even after evening, they still couldn't finish their current grape harvest. This made Letta rush back to approach Marco. "Are you not tired?" Letta asked, looking at Marco's sweaty face. Marco responded to Letta's gaze, now starting to pick grapes again. "Actually, I should be asking that. Aren't you tired? You should just go home with Freya, and I can finish it. Besides, there's just a little left," Marco said, causing Letta to shake her head. "I can't let you harvest the grapes alone. You might not finish until night. So, we can do it together. It will be better that way," Letta said, making Marco finally agree. They then accelerated their movements because the sun had started to set, and it needed to be done quickly to store it in the warehouse. It took about 2 hours, but they finally managed to finish it. Marco immediately carried the grapes into the warehouse, while Letta tidied up the equipment they used. Letta then approache
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Abian is just worried
Letta and Freya gazed at Marco, who had now changed into suitable clothing for going to the vineyard. Although his pants were a bit short, Letta couldn't help but think that whatever Marco wore always seemed to suit him. Perhaps it was because of his handsome face, which made Freya smile. "Isn't uncle looking funny?" she said, causing Letta to shake her head. "Is my appearance that bad?” Marco asked, realizing that Freya was laughing at him, but he just shook his head. "Not bad, just that uncle looks funny in those pants,” he said, making Marco smile. "Alright, then I'm ready to help with your grape harvest today. What's my task?” Marco asked, making Letta and Freya smile at each other before taking some tools and handing them to Marco. "So, your main task is just to follow us. Later you'll know what I do at the vineyard,” Letta said, and Marco finally followed Letta and Freya's footsteps. Occasionally, Marco looked at Freya, who was chatting with her mother. Sometimes Freya laugh
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire harvest grapes
Marco was slightly startled when someone suddenly knocked on the car window, prompting him to blink and focus his gaze on the window. Letta was trying to peer into the car as the car Marco was driving couldn't be seen from the outside. Marco lowered the car window, revealing Letta's displeased expression as she glared at him. "Don't tell me you've been sleeping in this car all night?" Letta asked, making Marco look around before responding, "Yes, as you can see." "I apologize. Are you bothered by my presence? But I'm not taking up much space in your yard. This car isn't that big, right?" Marco replied, making Letta snort. "That's not the problem, you stalker. What if people around here see you? What if they say you're a stalker or a bad person?" Letta said, making Marco smile. "What people? Aren't there just a few houses here? Besides, look at the distance. I'm just being cautious, in case there's a bad person who might harm you,” Marco said with his absurd reasoning, leaving Lett
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire we can be happy
267.146.we can be happyLetta tried to avoid Marco, who was now following her and constantly blocking her path. Letta also didn't want to fight in someone else's house, especially when Abian was sick. This made Letta rush to her house, although in the midst of her steps, Marco once again prevented her. Fortunately, this wasn't a crowded place, and there was only a vineyard illuminated by dim lights, allowing Letta to express whatever she was feeling to Marco."You hurt me by gripping me so tightly,” Letta said, making Marco finally try to loosen his grip, but not letting go even a bit. Marco was afraid that Letta would leave him again, and it would be difficult for Marco to find Letta again if she completely got away."Please, listen to me first," Marco said, making Letta try to bite her lower lip as hard as she could. Letta didn't know, perhaps she would hurt herself, but that was all she could do to express her anger right now."There's nothing more we can talk about. I don't want t
