All Chapters of THE DEVIL'S TRAP: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

“Sammy,” Antonio wailed.A wave of excitement screeched through her, but soon as her feet ceased,in front of the ajar door, that excitement turned into a fury.That sixth sense clobbered and amused her with a cynical smile.“What?” that voice she had known for a very long time reached her ears before her eyes fixated on the figure lazily drowning itself over the couch. She trudged, making her way forward, and gently touched the door.Antonio pressed his hands on his waist in a confronting stance while the man of all the chaos slid on the couch, resting his head back and releasing the smoke from his mouth.“Why are you doing this?” Antonio reprobates his behavior.“Because your doctor irritates me.” Samson heaved a snarl with closed eyes, still absorbing Antonio’s figure hovering in his presence.“This is not right. I can’t lie to her,”“Shut the fuck up, Antonio.” Samson prattled out.“She came to see you here.” Samson lifted his lousy body under the influence of alcohol and filled h

 “I am taking you to the special club.” Her eyes widened. There could be the possibility of a strip club, pub, or something more.“Special club? What is that supposed to mean?” She frowned; she didn’t like the uncertainty of the plan.“Don’t worry; we will have fun,”“I thought we were going for dinner.”“We are, but before that, choose any of them.” he extended a bunch of brochures.“What is that? Do I need to choose one of them?” She flipped the options one after another.“Standup comedy, cliche,”“Strip club, um, watching another woman, nay, I will pass. I mean, this is what you will enjoy.” She rolled her eyes, and he observed her while driving, b

 “I am sure, whatever the reason is, you better keep the person alive because I am worse than anyone else here.”Aslan's words didn’t leave her mind. If not wrong, she never wanted to be the reason for the war between Aslan and Samson. Lying, she blankly staring at the ceiling of her room. What is happening in her life? A few months ago, she didn’t know anyone. And now she is in the middle of everything. Her train of thought halted when her phone started to buzz, showing Mateo’s name on it.“Brother,” her smile widened, watching him after a long time. Since her parents are here, they don’t get time to talk to each other, and Mateo gets busy handling the business in the absence of Decker.“Jellybean, how are you?”“I am good.

The roads were stretched like a fine inked line, with the dusk lights barely piercing through the grey storm clouds brewing at the horizon. It would be hard to anticipate whether the weather will soothe or will bring the storm in the next few hours. She scanned the sky and pushed the gas as if it would get her to her destination before the time. The desperation to tell him her heart out seems to be a restless act.The car breathes and takes the energy of her desperation, raising the speed limit. All this time, she was waiting for him, but never realized she could also tell him about her. She loves him, and maybe he is waiting for her confession. A smile knitted, thinking the game of destiny. The man who hated her later became the person to heal her. The man he thought was impossible to understand was an open book for her.Is it a crime to appreciate a beautiful thing?Why does my name sound so good when you taste it?I am not leaving you, Miss Margarita.How can someone not fall in lo

The rain poured down the features, and the thunder shrouded the sky, leaving these two bodies colliding together. One was enjoying the victory, and the other was shattering into his arms. He held her against the boisterous splash of water droplets, didn’t know her salted tears were soaked somewhere in the air. A pair of brown eyes watched through the window. A growl escaped inside his chest, watching his daughter into another man’s arm, but it subsided when she was the one who claimed his lips and trusted his warmth more than anyone else. His mind sifted and flashed through the memory of when Amber’s rejection broke through him. He would never allow that suffering to come near Margarita, but watching her was a sense of peace when she collected herself before anything and chose the right partner for herself. Decker didn’t hate Samson. Instead, he used to see himself in him, but it was unnecessary for Samson would make her happy. She deserves every ounce of love from this world, whether