Lethal Captivation: You Can Never Escape

Chapter 3

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t of Axel's cedarwood cologne slowly faded, repla

wn a desolate back alley, far away from the glittering lights o

d photograph of her mother, Vanessa Sterling. She had just le

feet. The stiff leather of her cheap heels rubbed her heels

ainst a brick wall covered in graffiti. She be

er inside the alley. It sounded li

up. Her heart instantly shifte

ouch, hiding her body behind a massive

lly peeked her head around the

fat man in a loud floral shirt was on his knees. The gr

ot and tears ran down his face as he bowed repeatedly, beggi

aling dress. She had both hands over her fa

ll, lean young man in a sha

ace. In his right hand, he held a black G

rd. He simply raised the g

instantly. A dark red hole appeared right between her eyebrow

l. He scrambled on his hands and knees,

the barrel slightly and fired two

the wet ground, then lay completely

n the hot wind. Chloe's stomach churned violently. She slapped bo

her grip. The heavy urn and the

de of the metal dumpster. In the dead silence of th

d his head toward the dumpster. His eyes locke

ole of the barrel pointed direct

te barked, his voic

er ribs so hard it hurt. She kne

agged breath. She forced her panic down,

he reached up and pulled the black hairpins from her head, l

yes, letting her vision blur until everything beca

harp pain to keep her face blank. Stumbling sli

waved her free hand in the air in front of her,

directly toward Dante. "Did my

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Lethal Captivation: You Can Never Escape

Ola Wilde Modern

“Two years ago, Chloe witnessed a brutal mafia execution in a desolate Vegas alley. To survive, she pretended to be legally blind, clinging to the ruthless mafia boss's leg and crying for her "Uncle" to take her home. She thought her pathetic acting had fooled the grim reaper. But two years later, her best friend was violently kidnapped, and Chloe was blackmailed into wearing a revealing velvet uniform to serve drinks in a deadly VIP suite. Trembling on the floor, she knelt to pour the whiskey, only to lock eyes with the exact same mafia boss, Axel Stone. He recognized his "blind" little rabbit instantly. When a rival gang leader tried to slap Chloe for spilling a drink, Axel effortlessly caught the man's wrist, nearly breaking it. His pitch-black eyes swept over the fresh bruises on her collarbone, radiating a lethal, territorial fury before he coldly claimed her as his own. Terrified, Chloe fled to a cramped apartment and forged an HIV-positive medical report. She didn't understand why this billionaire predator was so obsessed with a random, helpless college girl. She shoved the fake report against his chest, screaming that she was dirty and infected, desperately waiting for the disgust that would finally set her free. Instead, Axel let out a dark, suppressed laugh and pinned her hard against the mattress, his kiss brutal and punishing. "Even if you are rotting from the inside out, you are mine. If you are going to die, I will go to hell with you." The running game was over, and her true nightmare had just begun.”