All Chapters of ENTRAPPED BY THE DEVIL: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

[TREVOR]“Holyshit!” Tim, or Timmy, or whatever the hell his name is, shouted as I aimed straight for that asshole’s head. The asshole named Ducio Giangrasso, head of the Giangrasso famiglia.Don’t even get me started on how the last two hours played out.After Vladimir told me about the job and hung up without giving any head or tail about the situation, I handed back the phone, only to realize the guy in front of me was a Perazzo. Timmy, Carlo Perazzo’s only son. He definitely reminded me of Vladimir earlier, they looked alike in many ways. But it was pretty obvious that Timmy was still learning the ropes—a total newbie.What didn’t make any damn sense to me was why Vladimir was trusting me with this task so soon. What was his plan? What was he up to? My gut was screaming at me that he knew way more than he was letting on. But I shouldn’t be surprised. He’s the boss, the head of the biggest criminal organization in all of Europe, and then some. If anyone knows what’s going down on h

[LIZZY]I can’t tell how long it takes for Theo to drive us to the mansion Chiara talked about back at the beach, but it couldn’t have been more than 15 minutes when a giant estate in the middle of nowhere arrives in our sight.For one minute, it kind of reminds me of all those haunted house movies where a lone mansion stands in the vast expanse of hills and plains. You know, the ones with the weird butler and the crazy woman living alone as if that’s the most normal thing to do?Yeah, that one.Though from what I can see, the way this entire place has been kept, it’s far from looking haunted. In fact, it’s kind of a modern structure, as if it hasn’t been around for more than a decade. I can’t help but wonder who lived here. If Theo and Chiara were the caretakers, as they introduced themselves, it’s not strange for me to question who the hell chose to call this place home. Literally on an island with no neighbors in sight.Who in the world would deliberately want to live such a solita

[LIZZY]“Get the hell out of here!” A loud voice booms in the room, dismissing me even before I got used to the lack of lights inside.It’s Vector’s voice, alright, and it does something to me that’s hard to put into words. It makes me want to cry hard and whimper even harder. It makes me want to run to him and choke him with my arms around his neck.But I don’t dare move from that one step I have taken inside the room. I can’t. It’s impossible to even breathe when his eyes are glaring at me like that—like he would burn the whole world down if I took another step towards him, like he wouldn’t shy away from dragging me out of this entire island if I didn’t listen to the threat in his voice and dismissed his warning.I drop my gaze to the floor and hug myself, trying to become smaller and smaller, maybe even turn invisible at some point. It isn’t lost on me that Vector has never talked to me in that tone, never raised his voice at me and made me feel as if I was nothing in front of him

[LIZZY]If it weren’t for Zarina’s interference, Vector’s guards would have probably thrown me out. Well, not exactly, but I could tell they had no intention of letting me stay. Not anywhere near Vector. If I had to assume, I would say they probably had plans to ship me back to Venice. And as much as the idea was tempting, I couldn’t leave Vector alone.I could tell that something had happened. The explosion had affected him in some way, making him hesitant towards me. It’s as if the incident had changed his whole perspective, as if it had altered him in ways I didn’t think were possible for someone as stubborn as him.If Vector wished to let me go, he would have done so the day I healed from Vladimir’s torture six years ago after he held me in his basement so I would spill Zarina’s whereabouts to him. I was naive back then. I feared him. But even then, I kept my mouth shut, even though I suspected Rose had something to do with it. At that time, I didn’t have proof, but you learn a fe

[LIZZY]My heartbeat picks up exponentially the moment I place my hand on the doorknob, trying to swallow down the dread that seemed to have clutched my ribs tight in its fist. I don’t know what this fear is, or why I’m suddenly so hesitant, all I know is that I want this light year of distance between us to snap and disappear.Zarina was right. Vector and I are so complicated, and not because anyone else is responsible for this, but because the two of us have done this to ourselves. We never really were completely honest with each other. We were loyal—I know for sure I was, and he was too, after he admitted himself—but we never talked about what we really wanted, we never talked about how we wanted our future to be. We were so busy screwing each other, nothing else ever mattered.I wish we hadn’t wasted so much time being ignorant.I wish I hadn’t been so reckless.Not that I didn’t pay enough for it. The brother for whom I left Vector didn’t even spare me a second glance, it was as