All Chapters of Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Marco then tentatively reached out his hand, as Letta didn't say a word after waking up. "Did you have a nightmare?" Marco finally asked, making Letta sigh deeply before nodding. "Yes, a very bad dream," Letta said, prompting Marco to help Letta sit back, leaning against the bed's headrest."It's because you had too many sweets before bed," Marco said again, causing Letta to pout. "No, it's not that, I'm sure," Letta said, causing Marco to look at her seriously. "What kind of bad dream disturbed you?" Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. "I don't know, the dream wasn't very clear, and I don't know how I could see that bad dream," Letta said, furrowing her brow."Were you being chased by ghosts?" Marco asked, to which Letta shook her head. "It was more terrifying than that," Letta said, making Marco raise his eyebrows. "I heard you calling someone in your sleep, who was it?" Marco asked, trying to inquire about the name Sean that Letta had mentioned. "Did I mention someone's name?

Letta fell silent, waiting for Marco's response, before Marco shook his head."Why?" Letta asked, making Marco sigh deeply."It would be too dangerous if I took you to a hotel or a house in a crowded area," Marco said, making Letta finally understand why Marco chose this luxurious house that was indeed far from other places. Its area was not much different from the house they had lived in before."How dangerous is it exactly? Are we going to face a terrorist attack?" Letta asked, making Marco pause for a moment. Yes, that was more dangerous than a terrorist, Marco thought, which led Marco to reach out and gently stroke Letta's cheek."You know, I'm very concerned about you. I don't want anything to hurt or harm you, even if it's just an ant. So, I think this is the right place for us to live. When we're here, I promise we won't be here for long, just a week or two at most," Marco said, making Letta grumble in frustration."But this is really far from anything. Won't it be very dangero

Marco walked straight into a large casino that would soon be his, as someone escorted him into a special room located behind the building. A room with several guards lining the corridor made Marco look at it, but from the corner of his eye, he noticed how tight the security was in that special room. The large door in front of him opened, and Marco fell silent as he saw several beautiful girls surrounding a man who looked very miserable in front of Marco.The man, whom Marco believed would not live long, remained arrogant in front of him. "I didn't expect you to come this soon," said the middle-aged man with his robust physique, making Marco remain silent in response. Of course, the women around him only smelled money on his body, ignoring his uncertain appearance and the luck that would soon run out, thought Marco, who was now walking closer, then tossing the bag that Pedro had previously carried."I think you should be done having fun by now," said Marco, causing the man to only inte

Letta continued to pace back and forth in her room, still not getting any news from Marco. Occasionally, she glanced at the clock on the wall, which indicated it was midnight, but Marco had yet to return or give her any news, leaving Letta to pray for her husband's well-being. Letta knew well that as a businessman, Marco had many people after him, which was what currently worried her.Letta then tried to contact Marco via the hotel room phone, using the numbers Marco had left for her. There was Pedro's number, the driver's number, and her own number, but there was no answer from any of these numbers, including Marco's. It seemed as if they had agreed not to be disturbed."I hope Marco is okay. God, I beg you to protect my husband wherever he is," Letta said, clasping her hands together, praying to God.The door to their room suddenly opened, causing Letta to immediately get up from her seat, turn on the main light, and see Marco standing at the doorway, gazing at her."I was worried a

Letta began to feel the large hand that was now wrapped around her round stomach. The hand caressed her gently, causing Letta to blink her eyes. After that, she immediately turned to the back where Marco was also kissing the top of her head."Morning, sunshine," Marco said with his broad smile. Letta was momentarily stunned looking at her handsome husband's face up close, before finally gazing back perfectly at Marco."You're already fresh. Are you going somewhere?" Letta asked, making Marco nod his head."Yes, this morning I have to check the casino. I just took over it and last night wasn't feasible. So, early this morning, I will check it out directly," Marco said. Hearing this made Letta feel lonely again, even though their arrival in Chicago had made her realize that Marco would definitely not be able to relax at all."Will it take long?" Letta asked again, making Marco raise his shoulders."Who knows, it might take a long time, or it might be quick," Marco said as he felt Letta'