All Chapters of ENTRAPPED BY THE DEVIL: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

[LAURA]The sky rumbles outside the building, reminding me of all the days I spent locked up in my room, sitting on the bed and staring blankly out the window through the rain.After my dad passed away, my sister and I didn’t just lose one parent, we lost both of them. Our mother took the hardest hit after the news. She became unhinged.I think out of all three of us, my sister survived the storm better than Mom and I did. While Mom was admitted to hospitals and asylums, I made it my life’s goal to avenge my father. I couldn’t think of anything else. I couldn’t shake off the feeling that someone took his life and walked away without a scratch. That someone thought his life was so invaluable that they left him to bleed out like trash on the roadside. But my sister was emotionally more stable and stronger. She accepted the truth and decided to live her life peacefully, while cherishing all the good memories she still had.I used to be so mad at her. I would fight her for forgiving the m

[VECTOR]The look on her face is one of shock. But there’s hurt too. And some pity that I know comes instinctively but still I hate it. Perhaps it’s because of the same reason I never allowed anyone to be this close to me. Never shared my past with anyone else. It never felt right, ever. I always believed that my past was the part of me that no one else needed to see. And no matter how traumatic it was, it was mine to bear, mine to bury deep down, and mine to dig out if that’s what I wished.With Lizzy, it’s different. I want to open up to her, to reveal the parts of myself that I’ve kept hidden. I want her to understand me, to see the whole picture. I want her to see the good in me and have faith in the fact that I would never hurt her intentionally—that I have faith in her just the same.Yes, I’ve been ignorant in the past. I’ve made mistakes that could have been avoided if only I had been more honest with her. But when your past is a haunting specter that has the power to cast shad

[VECTOR]I can’t sleep.Not when so much is going on.Not when Lizzy’s curiosity about Sofia is growing by the minute.She’s already asked about her at least ten times since that first conversation we had at the beach. It’s been more than 24 hours since that vulnerable moment, and I can see her brain working overtime, her distant gaze, and her desperate attempt to keep her questions at bay when all she wants is to ask.Throughout the day following our beach talk, she clings to me like a lifeline. Even when she leaves the room or makes a quick trip to the kitchen, she’s back by my side within moments. I can see the concern etched in her every move, her worry for me tangible, and I love her so much for it. How could I not? I’ve waited an eternity for someone to care about me, to accept me with all my imperfections, to rain me with genuine love. And now that I’ve found that person, the thought of ever letting her go is inconceivable.Perhaps that’s why I clung so stubbornly to keeping he

[XAVIER]“Grazie a Dio, sei qui!” Aunt Alessia, who seems to be sitting in the dining room with her head in her hands, gets up and takes off in my direction the moment I walk through the Perazzo mansion doors.[Thank God, you’re here!]Dark circles shadow her eyes, and her fatigue is evident. Yet, the way her body initially tenses and then relaxes upon seeing me speaks volumes about how much my presence here means to her.A few hours ago, I woke up to seven missed calls and an urgent text from her, typed in all caps. It screamed “urgent” like nothing I’d seen before. Given that the situation involved my cousin-sister Cristiana, I knew I had to drop everything and pay her a visit.If someone fails to notice, I don’t come to the Perazzo mansion very often. It just doesn’t feel right. I know for certain that Mir and Zarina haven’t been here after their wedding either. They either live in our heritage home back in Sicily or at Black Rose Isle when they need some alone time.Why I don’t fe

[TREVOR]I didn’t get to spend long hours with Romeo Conti to get to know him as a person.But I didn’t need long hours to know him anyway.Because the moment he walked into the room a few hours ago, I hated him with a passion. So much so that I can’t think of anything more satisfying than treating him like a punching bag and roughening him up.I don’t know what it is about him that annoys me so much. Maybe it’s his deep, guttural voice, or that obnoxious attitude, or perhaps that face that could use a bruise or two. Or maybe it’s simply the fact that he knows something about Lizzy and that boy, and I don’t. And I hate nothing more than secrets being kept from me. I just hate it.Maybe that’s why my fists are clenched, and I have the desperate wish to punch him to death. But I can’t do that, not until I know what he knows, not until I find a way to stop him from meeting Vladimir, which is supposed to happen in less than an hour.After Timmy made an appointment for him and gave him the