All Chapters of The Billionaire Trap : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Sofia's POV The room was thick with tension, Holmes's towering figure casting a shadow over Alex, who was slumped on the floor clutching his face. Blood trickled from his split lip where my father’s fist had connected, with his father's lashes. "I had her marry you against her will," Holmes spat, his voice trembling with fury, "and I’ll be damned if you treat her like a slave you bought off the market." Alex attempted to rise, his lips curling in defiance, but Holmes raised his hand again, making him freeze. "You’re a disgrace, Alex! Hitting a woman—your wife, no less! You’ve tarnished the Holmes name." Holmes reached for the cane he rarely used, holding it like a lash. The hardwood made a sharp sound as it struck Alex’s shoulder, forcing him back down. "You think you’re invincible because you bear my name? Let me remind you who built this empire!" "Father—" Alex tried, his voice hoarse. "Silence!" Holmes roared, the walls of the house seeming to tremble with the force of his

Sofia's POV Tears brimmed in my eyes as I held it to my chest, plopping to the ground."I—I miss you, Mom," I muttered, holding the frame tighter to my chest, letting my tears flow freely.I didn't know how short or long it was until Rae walked Into the room, snapping my attention."Mrs. Sofia, are you okay?" She asked, worriedly walking over to me. "Yes, I am, thank you," I replied, holding her hands to get up on my feet."The helps are here to move the luggage, should I let them in or do you need some time?""Let them in, the earlier the better," I said blankly.Rae stepped out of the room briefly and returned shortly with the helps behind her.They gave a curt before moving to pack the luggage out of the room, while I walked to the car outside."Mrs. Holmes," the chauffeur called as I stepped closer. "Is there anything I can help you with Francis?" I asked and he shook his head."Mr. Alex just put a call through to me, asking where I'd driven you to," Francis explained."And what

Zack's POV "Don't tell me that you're going to pass out on an offer as big as this?" Victor asked again, his voice laced with a tint shade of rejection."You know how little your supposed offer is Victor, just leave peacefully so I don't have to turn this into something else," I warned."What are you going to do Holmes and just so you know, half of this bar is filled with my men, and any wrong move will get you killed," he said, holding his gun out.I scoffed at his lame attempt to scare me, causing him to scrunch his face in surprise."You must think this is a joke, Holmes," he said again, signaling to one of his men.The latter came closer, holding a document in his hands.I watched Victor take the paper from him, placing them on the table with his gun pressed by my sides."Sign the papers or you lose your life, Holmes, I'm pretty sure you make no difference to your father, that's why he gave the full control of his company to your brother instead of you," he said, making me smile.

The soft sound of an engine came next, the vibrations of movement rocking my body gently. Rae’s voice was near me, though it sounded far away. “You’re going to be okay Miss Sofia,” she whispered, as if to reassure herself as much as me, before sliding Into unconsciousness.**********"Doctor!" I heard a voice yell, and the sudden juggling of my body.The next thing I registered was the blinding brightness of fluorescent lights above me and the sterile smell of antiseptic. Voices became sharper, words I couldn’t make out blending with the steady beep of machines. I wanted to move, to speak, but my body felt like it didn’t belong to me anymore. I drifted again, the weight of exhaustion pulling me deeper, even as the voices around me grew more urgent."We need to take her into the OR," the frantic muffled voice surrounded me until I fell back unconscious.***A dull ache spread across my chest as consciousness crept back in, slow and hesitant. My eyelids felt heavy like they were weigh

The room remained heavy with the weight of the doctor’s explanation. Zack stood stiffly to the side, his jaw clenched as if the doctor’s words had struck a nerve. Rae shifted uncomfortably, her gaze darting between the doctor and me.A panic attack. It felt like such a small word for something that had made me completely unable to move and left me vulnerable and exposed. Nausea, the racing heart, the paralyzing emotions that turned my limba into useless, dead, and frozen things. My chest still ached, and thoughts of Alex’s cruel words replayed continuously in my mind.“You’ll need to take it easy, Mrs. Holmes,” the doctor continued, his tone calm but firm. “Stress is a major trigger, and given what you’ve just experienced, I’d strongly recommend avoiding any further confrontations or emotionally beating situations for the time being. Your body needs time to recover, both physically and emotionally, and if at all, you find yourself in such situations, before the words get to you, pract