Lethal Captivation: You Can Never Escape

Chapter 7

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ss. A splitting headache hammered

ng against her cheek. The air in the room was damp

ess basement room. A single, dim yellow bulb hung from the c

on. She looked down at her wrists and ankle

d spun around, searching the tiny space for her frie

grabbed the handle. She rattled it violentl

hallway. A key slid into the l

ght spilled into the room, silhouetting

a sharp butterfly knife. The silver

hit the cold concrete wall. She felt li

trembling voice out. "Where is S

the knife shut and shoved it into his p

times, then shoved the ph

tered wooden chair. Her hair was a mess, and a dirty rag was stuffed i

Bruno, stood holding a pair of heavy metal plier

gs. Hot tears spilled over her eyelas

k two steps closer. He looked down a

coldly. "But first, you are goin

. She tried to keep her breathing steady. "

cked. He reached out into the hallway and dragged a bla

led out onto the dirty floor. It was a waitress unif

o The Midnight Lounge tonight. One of the waitr

take a bottle of wine, walk into the VIP suite at the end o

random, unknown girl into a VIP room with a bottl

"No. No, that will get us both k

humb hovered right over the send button. "I press this, and Br

for any possible weapon or escape route in the tiny room. But against two massive enforcers, she had absolutely nothing. She realized with chillin

deep humiliation rolled down her ch

wn and picked up the red velvet uniform,

ing stupid." He turned around, walked out, and slammed th

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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.”