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Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire target wasn't just me
Letta could only grip anything next to her as Marco once again bent his body, playing with her core down there. Not with his own core, but with his gentle tongue and fingers that continued to ravage Letta's core, making Letta truly dominate the room with her beautiful moans. It seemed that Marco was truly captivated by the sound of his wife's beautiful moans, calling out his name.Especially when Marco tasted her softly and firmly, making Letta's widely opened knees tremble strongly. Until finally, Marco released his teasing on Letta's core, then straightened his body, positioning himself again to push his core. When he saw that Letta's core was ready to receive him again, Letta arched her body again, as her core was filled by Marco's core. Marco slightly lay Letta's body back and began to move on top, moving slowly before gradually increasing the pace, making their bodies move vigorously. Letta seemed to feel something was about to come out."Relax, it's almost there," Marco whispere
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire impossible to leave Letta
Marco then turned his attention to Edward, who had entered the room and was now sitting casually in the middle of the room, as if he owned the place. Although this had been his father's room before, Marco slightly disliked his father's relaxed attitude."So, what's the purpose of Daddy coming to my office?" Marco asked, making Edward glance briefly at his son before picking up the bottle of drink in front of him, pouring it into a small cup, and taking a sip."Come on, my dear Daddy has just sat down, and you're already bombarding me with questions like that. Let me savor this drink a few more times," Edward said, making Marco snort in annoyance before refocusing on the flat screen in front of him. For a while, they remained silent until Marco's movement stopped again when Edward suddenly spoke up."For the next week, you have to be in Chicago," Edward said, making Marco look at his father."I have instructed my trusted people to monitor the project there. So, there's no need to send
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire come with me?
Letta gazed at Marco, who remained silent as if lost in thought, prompting Letta to eventually reach out and stroke her husband's arm, causing Marco to slightly startle."Are you daydreaming?" Letta asked, enjoying the moment with her husband."No, did you ask something earlier?" Marco inquired, prompting Letta to nod."Yes, I was asking about the rooms in the back corridor," Letta said, causing Marco to finally nod in response."You don't need to go there. It's just some unused rooms and a warehouse. There are only old items there, nothing interesting," Marco explained, to which Letta nodded in agreement.A few days prior, Letta had halted her steps while heading towards the library. Passing by the servants' quarters, she noticed a hallway leading to the back building. However, when she attempted to step in, Desi suddenly mentioned that there were only a few servant rooms. That's why Letta had chosen to inquire directly with Marco."Why are you thinking about that hallway? Are you su
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Sean?
Marco then slowly helped Letta climb each step towards the plane that would take them to Chicago. As planned earlier, they would be staying in the country for several weeks. Marco smiled as he saw Letta, who had been smiling continuously."You look very excited," Marco said, making Letta nod."Yes, because it feels like my first experience," Letta said, making Marco smile softly. Then, Marco helped Letta sit in a chair made as comfortable as possible for her. With the private jet, all the facilities inside were more than adequate."If you want anything, just let me know. I'll be sitting over there," Marco said, gesturing towards a seat not far from him. Pedro and Marco's other assistants were already seated there. It seemed Marco needed to discuss his plans for Chicago with his team, prompting Letta to nod."Yes, don't mind me. I'll do what I want, so go quickly and meet your subordinates. Don't let them think that I'm holding you back," Letta said, making Marco smile."I won't. You a
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Did you have a nightmare?
Marco then tentatively reached out his hand, as Letta didn't say a word after waking up. "Did you have a nightmare?" Marco finally asked, making Letta sigh deeply before nodding. "Yes, a very bad dream," Letta said, prompting Marco to help Letta sit back, leaning against the bed's headrest."It's because you had too many sweets before bed," Marco said again, causing Letta to pout. "No, it's not that, I'm sure," Letta said, causing Marco to look at her seriously. "What kind of bad dream disturbed you?" Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. "I don't know, the dream wasn't very clear, and I don't know how I could see that bad dream," Letta said, furrowing her brow."Were you being chased by ghosts?" Marco asked, to which Letta shook her head. "It was more terrifying than that," Letta said, making Marco raise his eyebrows. "I heard you calling someone in your sleep, who was it?" Marco asked, trying to inquire about the name Sean that Letta had mentioned. "Did I mention someone's name?
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire say something sweet
The luxurious car driven by both Marco and Letta finally came to a stop at a mansion with a distinctly strong European style, leaving Letta unsure of what to comment."Whose house is this?" Letta asked, making Marco smile as he pulled her waist to walk towards her. As Marco began to step forward, taking Letta through the grand door in front of them, several servants bowed to welcome their arrival. Not to mention several guards carrying the bags they brought. They had now arrived in Chicago, and Marco immediately brought her to his luxurious mansion."This is the house where we will be staying for some time to come," Marco said, causing Letta to look at her husband who was smiling at her."This is your house?" Letta asked again, making Marco just look at her as if he didn't want to answer her question. This made Letta sigh in frustration. However, Marco paid no attention to her persistent curiosity. Letta sometimes wondered just how wealthy her husband was."Where are we going?" Letta
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I agree
Letta fell silent, waiting for Marco's response, before Marco shook his head."Why?" Letta asked, making Marco sigh deeply."It would be too dangerous if I took you to a hotel or a house in a crowded area," Marco said, making Letta finally understand why Marco chose this luxurious house that was indeed far from other places. Its area was not much different from the house they had lived in before."How dangerous is it exactly? Are we going to face a terrorist attack?" Letta asked, making Marco pause for a moment. Yes, that was more dangerous than a terrorist, Marco thought, which led Marco to reach out and gently stroke Letta's cheek."You know, I'm very concerned about you. I don't want anything to hurt or harm you, even if it's just an ant. So, I think this is the right place for us to live. When we're here, I promise we won't be here for long, just a week or two at most," Marco said, making Letta grumble in frustration."But this is really far from anything. Won't it be very dangero
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Give support in a different way
As promised earlier, Marco indeed relocated Letta to a place in the middle of the city, close to where Marco took care of all his affairs."How about this? Does it match what you wanted?" asked Marco, causing Letta to turn around and nod while smiling broadly at Marco. Letta immediately opened her room window, facing the beautiful view of the city of Chicago as the sun began to set, creating a warm atmosphere."This kind of ambiance is what I desire. Hearing the bustling of this big city makes me feel like I won't feel lonely, even when you're not around," said Letta, causing Marco to fall silent for a moment before eventually approaching her."Is that so? So I can be forgotten just with this commotion? You're so mean even though I can't find solace in anything when I'm away from you," said Marco, causing Letta to only glance at her husband briefly."You're such a liar. All this time you've only been focused on all your work and ignored me," said Letta, causing Marco to immediately pu
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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
