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Trapped With the CEO Under the Spotlight
The warm glow of the setting sun filtered through the large windows of Julian’s study, casting golden patterns across the polished mahogany desk. He sat in his leather chair, his fingers drumming lightly on the armrest as Madame Melissa's voice droned on over the phone."Julian, why are you treating me like this? I'm your aunt—your blood! Ever since your parents passed, you've been so cold, so distant. I only want what's best for you," her voice trembled, feigning emotion. Julian remained silent, allowing her to continue her charade. He knew better than to interrupt her rehearsed lines of self-pity. "Do you think this is what your parents would have wanted? For you to cut me off like this? I loved them too, Julian. Why do you act like I had anything to do with their deaths?" Julian finally spoke, his tone icy. "Madame Melissa, let me give you a piece of advice: tread carefully. Your luck might not last forever, and when it runs out, don't expect me to save you." On the other e
Last Updated : 2024-12-26Trapped With the CEO The Kidnap
**Chapter 22: Shadows and Revelations** **Dante’s Hideout** In a quiet suburb, hidden from prying eyes, stood a modest house. Time had worn down its façade, but its walls held memories of a family long fractured. Inside, Dante sat in a dimly lit living room, the flickering light of a single lamp casting shadows across his sharp features. A smile played on his lips, cold and cunning, as he imagined Marcus stumbling into the trap he had set. "Greed will always be his undoing," Dante murmured to himself, his voice dripping with satisfaction. The ping of his laptop drew his attention. He leaned forward, his eyes narrowing as he read an email that sent a chill down his spine: "Be careful. Someone else is trying to find out about you aside Marcus."Dante’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, his mind racing. Who could it be? Who else had an interest in uncovering his past? Quickly, he grabbed his phone and typed a message to an encrypted number: I don't think we should meet any
Last Updated : 2024-12-26Trapped With the CEO The Devil's Lair
The dimly lit room reeked of sweat and decay, the flickering light from a lone bulb casting eerie shadows across the damp walls. Alexa opened her eyes slowly, every movement sending waves of pain coursing through her body. The metallic taste of blood lingered in her mouth as she struggled to process her surroundings.Then she saw him—Marcus. His tall, imposing frame was shrouded in darkness, but the gleam of his cruel smile was unmistakable. Her heart raced, fear gripping her chest like a vice."Well, well," Marcus drawled, stepping closer, his boots clicking against the concrete floor. "How’s the honeymoon going, Alexa?"His voice dripped with mockery, and Alexa felt her breath hitch. She clenched her fists, willing herself not to cry. She couldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing her fear."Boss," she managed to whis
Last Updated : 2024-12-27Trapped With the CEO His Missing Puzzle
Dante arrived at the secluded private caretaking home, a modest building tucked away from prying eyes. The place looked quiet, but nothing about it seemed unusual. He stepped inside, the faint scent of disinfectant lingering in the air. At first glance, everything appeared normal. But as he went further, it felt different.The house was eerily quiet, the usual faint hum of activity absent. Dante frowned, stepping inside. The main room was as tidy as ever, but the silence was unsettling.“Mia?” he called, his voice echoing in the stillness.He strode down the short corridor to her room, his chest tightening with unease. When he pushed the door open, the sight before him made his stomach drop. The bed was neatly made, as though no one had been there at all. Mia was gone.Dante spun around, moving quickly to check the other rooms. The caretaker’s office was empty, as was
Last Updated : 2024-12-28Trapped With the CEO Secrets, Lies and Betrayal
After leaving the hospital, Julian's mind was still spinning from Miss Yvonne’s words. He tried to focus, but everything seemed to blur together. His thoughts were interrupted when he met with Mr. Lee, the private investigator he had hired. Mr. Lee greeted him with his usual calm demeanor, but the look in his eyes told Julian that something wasn’t right.“I’ve dug into Alexa’s background,” Mr. Lee began, his tone serious. “And there’s something you need to know—Alexa wasn’t from the employment agency. I couldn’t find much about her, but all signs point to her being a spy.”Julian felt the ground shift beneath him. His breath caught in his chest, and for a moment, he couldn’t process the shock. A spy?It didn’t make sense. Alexa had never given him any indication of such a thing.He shook his head, a mix of disbelief
Last Updated : 2024-12-29Trapped With the CEO Web of Deceits
The stale air in Marcus’s darkened room suffocated Alexa as she stood trembling before him. Her ribs ached from his earlier blows, and her knees threatened to give out beneath her. Marcus’s sharp eyes bore into her, void of mercy."You have three days," he hissed, pacing in front of her like a predator circling its prey. "Three days to finish what you started, or I’ll make sure you don’t leave this world in one piece." Alexa’s breath hitched. She wanted to protest, to plead for a chance to escape his grasp, but Marcus cut her off with a sharp backhand. Her cheek burned as fresh tears spilled from her eyes. "Don’t even think about failing me," he continued, his voice cold and final. "This time, you’ll have no excuses. The golden watch will be in my hands, or you’ll regret ever being born." He motioned to one of his men, who handed her a small, cheap phone. "Morning and night," Marcus barked. "You call me for updates. Don’t forget, Alexa—" He leaned closer, his rancid breath makin
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Trapped With the CEO Who Are You, Alexa?
The warm glow of the bedside lamp cast soft shadows across the room, but the weight of unspoken words darkened the space. Alexa sat upright against the pillows, her trembling fingers clutching the edge of the blanket. Across from her, Julian stood, arms crossed, his gaze piercing and unrelenting. For several moments, neither spoke. The silence between them was heavy, almost suffocating. Julian’s jaw tightened as he finally broke the stillness. “Who are you, Alexa?” His voice was steady but laced with an edge of impatience. The question struck Alexa like a physical blow, her heart hammering against her ribs. She had prepared for this moment countless times in her mind, but now, staring into Julian’s penetrating gaze, every rehearsed word dissolved. “I…” she started, her voice faltering. Fear clawed at her throat. She didn’t want to lie anymore—especially not to him. But the shadow of Marcus loomed large in her mind, his threats echoing like a sinister mantra. “Alexa,” Julian s
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Trapped With the CEO Broken
The secluded bar was dimly lit, the faint smell of whiskey and tobacco lingering in the air. Julian sat at a corner booth, his posture tense as he swirled the glass of bourbon in his hand. Across from him, Mr. Lee placed a thick folder on the table, his expression grave.“Mr. Salvatore,” Mr. Lee began, his tone cautious. “The information we’ve gathered about Alexa is... troubling.”Julian’s chest tightened. He leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. “Go on.”Mr. Lee opened the file, revealing photographs, documents, and transcripts. He pulled out a picture and slid it toward Julian. It showed Alexa being dropped off from a dark car near the villa gates. Her frail figure stumbled as the vehicle sped away.“This was taken the night she returned to your estate,” Mr. Lee explained. “The vehicle
Last Updated : 2025-01-03
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Trapped With the CEO Enemies Within
On a secluded island surrounded by the calm, endless sea, Marcus sat in his lavish yet foreboding hideout. A messenger handed him a file detailing Dante’s frantic search for Mia. His lips curled into a devious smile.“So, he’s distracted,” Marcus muttered to himself, fingers tapping rhythmically on the desk. “And it’s not just a casual search. Whatever he’s hiding must be tied to her.”He leaned forward, his mind already weaving a plan. If Dante’s occupied, now’s the perfect time to act.Turning to his trusted aide, Marcus ordered, “Make contact with the gunmen we used in Milan. I want a team ready to infiltrate the Salvatore villa.”The aide hesitated. “Sir, Julian Salvatore’s security is nearly impenetrable.”Marcus&rsq
Trapped With the CEO The Reunion
Madame Melissa sat in the car, her legs elegantly crossed, her gaze fixed on the rearview mirror. The driver remained unconscious, his head tilted to the side. She smiled faintly as her phone buzzed. It was a text from Dante:Keep her intact and secure. She must not return to that villa.Her fingers glided across the screen as she typed back:Dante, Alexa is contained. She won’t be a problem. Come quickly before anyone gets suspicious.”She leaned back against the seat, a sense of satisfaction washing over her. Alexa’s confinement at the mall ensured the girl wouldn’t interfere with Dante’s plans. But she couldn’t help but wonder what Dante was so desperate to hide.---Roberto veered sharply onto a side street, tires screeching as he braked in front of an old, a
Trapped With the CEO Kidnapping Alexa
Julian leaned back in his chair, gripping the phone tightly. Mr. Lee’s voice was calm, but what he said sent a wave of shock through him. "I’m with Mia right now," Mr. Lee began. "I’ve been tracking Dante. He went to a private residence, and as I waited for him to leave, I saw a woman. She was terrified, running for her life. It was Mia." Julian sat upright, his heart racing. "Mia? As in Alexa’s mother?" "Yes. She’s safe, for now. We’re at the Crystal Cove Hotel." Julian exhaled slowly, his mind spinning. "Stay there. Don’t let her leave. I’m coming." He ended the call, grabbing his jacket and heading out of his office. ---Meanwhile, Madame Melissa adjusted her wide-brimmed hat in front of the mirror, her fingers trembling slightly. Dante’s text played in her mind like a sinister echo. Make sure Alexa leaves the villa immediately. Don’t raise suspicion.”She composed herself, smoothing her dress, and forced a serene smile. There was no room for error. Moments later, she f
Trapped With the CEO Thick with Tension
The air was thick with tension as Roberto stood in Dante’s path, his stance firm and unyielding. Dante’s sneer deepened as he sized up the man in front of him. "Move, young man," Dante growled, his voice dripping with menace. "You don’t want to test me." Roberto tightened his fists, his body instinctively shifting into a defensive position. "You’re not getting near Mia, not while I’m here." Dante didn’t waste another second. He lunged at Roberto, his fists flying with brute force. Roberto dodged, his years of martial arts training kicking in as he blocked and countered. The sound of their clash echoed through the house—grunts, the dull thud of fists, and the shattering of furniture. Dante was relentless, his strength fueled by fury, but Roberto was quick and strategic, his movements calculated. However, the fight was wearing on him. He was already bleeding from a cut above his eye, and his side throbbed from a hard blow. As they fought, outside, Mia paced nervously by the wind
Trapped With the CEO Shadows in the Morning
The morning sunlight streamed through the tall windows of the grand dining room, casting soft hues on the polished tableware. Julian sat at the head of the table, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, his features sharp with a focus that belied his inner turmoil.Miss Yvonne was busy setting down a tray of freshly baked croissants, her frail hands moving with practiced ease. Julian’s eyes narrowed as he watched her, the frown on his face betraying his concern.“Miss Yvonne,” he began, his voice low but firm, “why are you up so early again? You need rest.”She gave him a soft smile, brushing off his worry. “I’m perfectly fine, Julian. Taking care of this house gives me purpose. Besides, I like to keep busy.”Julian sighed, leaning back in his chair. “What about Alexa? Is she—&rdqu
Trapped With the CEO She's a Key to the Past
The moonlight filtered through the heavy drapes of Julian’s bedroom, casting silvery shadows across the floor. He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, Dr. Patel’s words looping in his mind."She’s a key, Julian. Stop fighting it. Let the answers come to you."His jaw clenched. If Alexa truly held the missing pieces of his past, then he couldn’t afford to let his anger or mistrust cloud his judgment. Perhaps through her, he could find the truth about his parents’ murder—and unravel the secrets that had haunted him since childhood.The weight of those thoughts dragged him from the bed. His throat felt parched, so he decided to head to the kitchen for a drink. As he descended the grand staircase, the faint sound of muffled sobs caught his attention.Julian paused, his sharp ears picking up the source. He follow
Trapped With the CEO No Matter the Cost
The hum of muted voices filled the conference room as Julian sat at the head of the table, his sharp suit doing little to hide the storm brewing within him. The stakeholders before him discussed figures and projections, but their words felt distant, muffled by the memories that consumed his mind.The kiss. Why are the memories coming again?He had tried to shove it away, bury it under the weight of his responsibilities, but the memory clawed its way back every time he blinked. The warmth of Alexa’s lips, the softness of her touch, the way she looked at him afterward—it all left a trail of heat and confusion in its wake.But then came the betrayal. Her lies. Her ties to Marcus and Dante.His fists clenched under the table as anger surged. 'How could she make me feel this way after everything she’s done?'&n
Trapped With the CEO Beneath the Surface
Alexa stood frozen in the dark room where Julian had dragged her into, Julian’s words were echoing in her mind. The intensity of his gaze, the frustration laced in his voice—it all left her reeling. “You’ve turned my life upside down.” How?Her fingers brushed against her temple as if to ease the whirlwind of emotions swirling within her. “What did he mean by ‘buried somewhere in his past’? How am I connected to that?” she whispered to herself. Her chest tightened as the weight of her double life pressed down on her. Somehow, she also felt the same. She felt that Julian is connected to her childhood. **Was there no end to this chaos?**Sighing deeply, she left the room, stepping into the hallway. As she descended the stairs, her eyes caught Julian near the entrance, facing Madame Melissa.Melissa was all smiles, her voice sm
Trapped With the CEO Fragments of His Pasts
Julian paced his room like a caged animal, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. The memory of Alexa’s lips on his, the softness of her skin under his hands, replayed in his mind with maddening clarity. He struck his thigh hard, the dull pain barely cutting through the chaos in his head. “What the hell is wrong with me?” he hissed, raking his hands through his hair. He’d kissed her. The one woman he swore to keep at arm’s length, the one he didn’t know whether to trust or hate. And yet, in that moment, he hadn’t cared about betrayal or lies—only about her. The way she’d looked at him after—the surprise in her eyes, the way her lips parted as though she wanted to say something but couldn’t—it haunted him. He could still hear the faint sound of her soft gasp, feel the warmth of her breath against his skin. He sat on the edge of his bed, gripping his head as if he could stop the flood of emotions and memories crashing over him. Then, like a flash of light cut
