All Chapters of Trapped: Pregnant with a Billionaire child: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Marco furrowed his brow as he gazed at the woman who seemed distracted from herself. Marco's mind was consumed with questions about whether Letta had gotten drunk after just a few glasses of wine. Letta was massaging the bridge of her nose at the time. "I shouldn't have gotten involved with a man like you," Letta said, causing Marco to pause as he was about to drink from his glass of wine. Nevertheless, Marco remained fully aware.After returning from her parents' house, Marco's mood worsened, and the only way to distract himself was by drinking a bottle of wine. Somehow, Marco thought of drinking with Letta. At the moment, Marco didn't have any specific thoughts, he just wanted company. However, Letta turned out to be a woman far from such drinks, thought Marco."I should be living happily right now and married to Abian. We had planned our life long before this. Getting married, having children, living simply, and happily. That's what we planned together, Abian and I," Letta said, so

Marco then lifted his body, spreading Letta's legs as he prepared to unite their cores. Letta immediately gripped anything on both sides as she felt something tightening within her. Slowly, Marco pushed, gazing at Letta, who was now arching her back with closed eyes.It was no longer force or violence exerted by Marco, only gentleness and slowness that he always gave. Letta could stare into Marco's eyes, now full of passion, both consumed by their desire for each other. Letta tried to steady her breath as Marco reunited their lips, moving down there. Letta could only clutch Marco's waist as the movements grew deeper, as if perfectly reaching her core.Letta didn't expect that the sensation of their skins touching each other would be so intoxicating, when Letta could feel Marco's gentle breath caressing her face. Letta didn't expect to feel so delicately treated, touched with tenderness and caution.Then Letta resumed their kiss as Marco leaned on both sides of his elbows to normalize

Letta had difficulty squeezing out of the small window, as anticipated earlier, with a glass shard grazing her leg. Startled, Letta leapt out and realized the window was higher than she had imagined. Then, Letta looked around and realized she was in a building that was completely isolated from Marco's house.Letta didn't know what kind of structure Marco had built when constructing this house, but her room was at the edge of other gardens directly connected to a garden with dense trees, resembling a forest. However, it was still within Marco's property. Letta then gazed at the bird that was now flying around. Letta didn't know if someone had sent the bird or if it was a helper for her. Without much thought, Letta immediately hurried back when the bird flew into the garden that looked like an artificial forest.Letta ran as fast as she could, keeping an eye on the bird. The deeper she went, the more she realized that this was truly a forest, with the bushes getting taller, which made L

Letta fell silent, feeling the wind now blowing across her face. She could finally sense how liberating it was and how the tightness had vanished. It was as if Letta could breathe freely again, as if she didn't need to worry just to inhale the air around her. Finally, a pat on her shoulder brought her back to reality, and Letta turned around."Where are you going? What's your destination?" asked a middle-aged woman she met at the fish market. The woman was willing to help her."I don't know yet. I don't have a destination," Letta replied, making the middle-aged woman look at her with a sad gaze."Do you have any family?" the woman asked. Letta shook her head."Then why did you leave if you don't have a destination?" the middle-aged woman asked again. Now she was sitting beside Letta. Currently, Letta was on a small boat heading towards a city. She chose this route so that Marco's men couldn't find her."I am a victim of a crime. I was robbed and held captive for several days. I don't

Marco remained silent, gazing blankly at his desk, not even touching the files and emails he should have been working on, making Pedro hesitant to disturb his boss."How far have you gone in searching for her?" Marco asked without looking at Pedro."We have searched in the nearby cities, but there's been no result as Miss Letta left no trace at all," Pedro replied, as the team he had deployed to find Letta was still struggling to locate her."Haven't you found any trace of her at all?" Marco asked again, causing Pedro to fall silent once more."One of our team members found a trace along the river, but we still couldn't find her because of the heavy rain last night, causing the river to overflow and wash away any trace of Miss Letta," Pedro said, causing Marco to then gaze sharply in his direction."Come on, Pedro, you've never failed in any task I've given you before. So, are you going to fail just because of that woman? I want her found," Marco said with his cold aura, making Pedro