All Chapters of THE DEVIL'S TRAP: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The blissful morning and my hand on his beating heart, I blinked my eyes and opened this day with my beautiful man sleeping beside me. A man who would burn this world and allow no flame to touch me, How many girls wanted a man like him, madly in love with his wife? I was blessed, or should I say, God gave me my part of love. A long time ago, I lost a lot. I pecked a kiss on his lips, trying to start my day with his sweetness on my lips, “Where are you going?” He pulled me back. “Starting my day, my dear husband. Get up; we need to check on Maria. I wanted to thank her,” I replied, pulling my silk robe on my skin, “Before that, check on me,” he pulled my neck as I landed on his lips; he sucked my lips like a hungry animal, “Now I am feeling better,” he released my mouth. But he squeezing my butts, telling me to act more. I sat in a straddle position, rubbing my core on his member, “Stop teasing me, Adele,” I removed my clothes, cupping my swells, biting my lips, dragging on him,

“I am done with you. That is our end,” The word that came from Adele’s mouth stopped the world for Decker. The relationship he wanted to preserve for this lifetime, he could see it was leaving his life. “Adele, no, you can’t,” He had pointed the gun at her head and begged her on his knees, but she was walking away. His teary eyes, looking at her silhouette, went away from him. Suddenly a man came from the other side, and there Adele ran and hugged him. “Elijah,” The way he hugged her ignited rage in Decker’s body; he stood and dashed towards them. “Elijah, I lost everything. My life has become a fulfillment...,” Adele snuggled her head on his chest as Blaise made circles on her back. “Don’t cry, Adele. I am here for you.” Elijah, being the man in love with Adele, spoke the words that work as gas in the fire. When he saw Decker walking toward them, Elijah pulled Adele behind his back, facing Decker. “Don’t you dare come near her?” Elijah nailed the last words in the coffin

~ADELE~ Flapping my wet lashes, trying to adjust the cornea of my eyes on the bright light, I found myself in a comfy bed.Alert nestled immediately, and I sat up to look around.Shivering, stress, anxiety, panic, fear, I could feel every emotion rolling through my veins.Who was that person? Why did he bring me here?Before I could process all these questions, I found a similar face smiling at me."Hello, Adele,"I curled my body into the diminutive form. That is how humans react when fear crawls through their nerves."Who... who are you?"

Drowning in the sorrows of pain and darkness, Adele and Decker are left alone in their room. Adele’s tears billowed when she broke Decker’s heart; she didn’t want to hurt him, but how he tried to protect his past made her exasperated. She wanted him to trust her, but simultaneously, she was curious to know what he was trying to hide. She wanted him as much as he wanted her, but now there was a deep chasm between them, and she was not ready to fill this time. He left her alone, and she didn’t stop him. Busted into tears, she couldn’t control her sobs. And for what? No one was to blame for their situation; the person who created this gap was dead. The dead were alive in between them. But something else was bothering her; it was not only the pain given by Decker. Every time she closed her eyes, glimpses of the painting came alive in her mind. Her eyes landed on her finger, which was empty without her wedding ring. A cursed smile came to her, thinking Decker had gifted her the same

~Decker~ For the entire night, I could not rest; the flashes of that beautiful face didn’t allow me to close my eyes. I couldn’t think of anything else, her gray eyes glittering in red lights, the way she lifted her big lashes, and that killer smile. That was the first time for me to feel this way. I have been with many, but none of them were enough for me. And here, just a glimpse of her beauty worked like a weed for me. Watching her face on the ceiling of my room, I started smiling like a crazy person. Who was she? All I knew was the morning lights showed up while I was still glaring at the ceiling. Tired, I stood and did my morning business. Enzo was sleeping like a log, but I took him to his new college today. I came to my office, where Vicent caught me yawning frequently. “Good morning, Senor.” I gave him an exhausted look as I settled on the chair, “Good morning, Vincent.” “Seems like you didn’t sleep last night.” I nodded without looking at him. “Is this related to the p