All Chapters of Trapped by Him: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

　　Patrick opened his eyes in the dark and glanced sideways at Gloria, who was asleep in his arms.　　His gaze fell on her neck, which was covered in hickeys. And then he closed his eyes again.　　To Patrick's surprise, Gloria left so many bloody bite marks on his shoulder.　　He didn't get it. Why did he let her do it? And why did he kiss every part of her body so madly?　　His instinct urged him to get close to Gloria, to make her his. He didn't want to control himself.　　Patrick also said to himself, "Don't think about it."　　The next day, when Gloria woke up, her eyes were bloodshot. She gave herself a few seconds to react. Then suddenly, she remembered what happened yesterday.　　She quickly sat up and looked around. Patrick had already left.　　As she breathed a sigh of relief, she felt a dull pain in her heart. When she got up, she realized that she slept all night while being completely naked. She actually fell asleep next to Patrick!　　

　　Lucas did not care about Gloria's attitude. With an indifferent smile on his face, he said, "Wounds should be treated. Leaving it will only make things worse."　　"It's none of your business," Gloria said coldly. Then she remembered that she had just received 20 thousand dollars from Lucas, so she adjusted her tone and continued, "Mr. Norman, please don't kiss my forehead again."　　Lucas looked at Gloria suggestively. He said gently, "Then can I kiss you?"　　He quickly pecked at her lips after finishing speaking.　　Gloria lowered her head. A hint of disgust flashed across her eyes, and Lucas did not see it.　　Gloria asked, "Mr. Norman, the kiss is included in the money, right?"　　Lucas wasn't offended. Instead, he was very satisfied with the prey he had his eyes on. As he expected, Gloria was not as timid as she let on.　　"The money includes the kiss on your forehead," Lucas said, feeling pleased. Then he left Gloria's room and stood in the doorwa

　　Gloria didn't look embarrassed at all. She said frankly, "Mr. Lucas, I never said that the food I cooked was worth 100 thousand dollars. You gave it to me because you thought it was worth it. I was short of money, so I accepted it. Why did I accept it, though I knew it was not an equivalent exchange? Perhaps you have forgotten that I am a woman who will do anything for money. I'm a call girl. I'm not a socialite. I need money. I need one million dollars. It means the world to me. If I don't come up with this money by the deadline, I'm going to lose something very important."　　"That has nothing to do with me." Lucas was expressionless. He did not care about anyone else.　　He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. "I have wasted a lot of time already. Miss Carter, I have disturbed you for a long time now. There's no need for us to meet again in the future."　　"I thought so, too. That's why I walked you downstairs." She thought for a moment. Then she said, "Mr. Luc

　　Lucas stood up, turned his head to look at the vigilant woman, and asked, "Aren't you going to send me off?"　　"No. Mr. Norman, close the door when you leave," said Gloria.　　"Isn't it a basic requirement in your line of work to see people off? Or, Miss Carter, do you think that I'm not a guest for you anymore, since you're off work and in your dormitory now? Miss Carter, maybe I should go to Fittro Club, the place where you work, to see you tomorrow. What do you think?" Lucas said casually.　　Gloria thought, 'Seriously? Are you threatening me again?　　How despicable!'　　Gloria gritted her teeth. Each time, Lucas always managed to make her grind her teeth with hatred.　　She said, "Mr. Norman, you are right. I shouldn't neglect my guests, just because I'm off duty. Mr. Norman, let me send you off."　　As she spoke, she walked forward while looking at the man next to her even more vigilantly.　　She thought, 'Who knows what's wrong with him? He

　Patrick would come to Gloria tomorrow. At the thought of that, she felt desperate and helpless about her fate. She had no idea where to come up with the rest of the money.　　Lucas left Gloria's dormitory building and sat in his car. He felt bored all of a sudden.　　He figured that it was probably the so-called emptiness he felt after the game ended. He started the car and was heading back to the Sea Moon Pack.　　Lucas' departure took away the glimmer of hope that Gloria finally traced back. She became soulless again.　　By constantly touching her wound, he continually made himself become a distinctive, unique part of her misery.　　Lucas was a playa. He knew every bit of the subtle change that was taking place in Gloria through his constant touch of her wound. Gloria had no idea, yet he did.　　In other words, he won the hunting game.　　The next day, the moment Gloria arrived at Fittro Club, she was called to the office by Christine.　　"Did you