All Chapters of Trapped In Shackles 2: Chapter 31 - Chapter 36

Kyle was surprised.He didn't expect that Megan, whom he had grown to be the most cold-hearted woman of a mother would easily hand him over the most confidential data she had. As far as he could remember, she solely had access to this data, and never had she let anyone get their hands on it. But why was she handing it over to him so easily? Wasn't she aware of what he's been up to all these years? Kyle was helping Ash produce the antidote to the drug she tried to develop throughout these years and it was progressing but he wasn't able to perfect it. The effect of his formula only lasted for a couple of days which is why Ashley had to go back and forth to find him for another shot. She had written this schedule in her personal calendar in her office to ensure she would never miss any of the dates.He stared at her retreating figure suspiciously, trying to comprehend exactly what she was up to.If Megan was up to no good then she was probably changing her tricks to manipulate the two o

"Wait! Miss Zenith!" Ashley freaked out. 'Did I dig my own grave by telling her those words? What was I thinking?!'She wanted to say something else but the line went dead, leaving her speechless and helpless. Pacing back and forth, she held her forehead and thought. 'Oh, God! What should I do? I'm not ready to lose her yet! What if I complicate her pregnancy? I would be damned if that happens!'She already had a lot on her plate to deal with and her friend's sudden arrival wasn't helping her situation either. Everything was getting complicated and she feared that she might not be able to do what she needed to do.The sun goes down, painting a captivating sunset but Ashley wasn't in the mood to enjoy such a sight. To her, the sight reminds her of the Last Supper.She felt that this would also be her last supper if she didn't make herself clear about her situation way back.Needless to say, if she were lucky, she would be able to come clean; if not, she would be treading on thin ice.

Back to the beach house...Ashley's body grew tense. She tried to pry his arms off her, but it seemed to be getting harder.Anton had pressed her completely on the couch making her movements limited.She felt so helpless but she didn't intend to stop. She gathered all her strength to free herself from his grasp but his body weight felt like a huge boulder hovering above her.With difficult breathing, she grumbled. "Mr. Stanford... Let go of me, please!""I'm not letting you go..." Anton slurred as he dove into the crook of her neck. "Damn it!" Ashley cursed under her breath as she struggled to move beneath him. "You're intoxicated, Anton! Wake up!"She tapped him hard on the arm, but he ignored her protests. Instead, he began to leave butterfly kisses on her collarbones, making her shiver all over. The tingling sensations weakened her defenses, but a part of her tried to fight."I can't hold it back!" He grunted as he continued to assault her with his kisses. His warm breath was near