Trapped In The CEOs Web

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off. I walk back and forth the living room while Peter tends to hi

" Hel

wers his phone. I want to scream and demand them to let h

place where she can make back that money for us. " The call ended before me or Peter could say anything. A su

er asks me, his eyes fixed on the

ngs they'd make her do to atone for Peter's crime and I definitely can't call the police or else Peter

tears poured from my eyes, just thinking about how frightened Laura would be makes me want to rethink my decision not to involve the police.

d me calmly, his eyes wer

blame, what we need to do is

n I took to cover up the mortgage, I can't get any other loan right now, I can't e

help us with the cash? ". He asked, his eyes wide with expecta

lowed a lump in my throat

han And

small talks about me, and instead of going to the administration ar

tching me from a distance or making silly eye contact with me. I'm sure he just wants to finish w

would do so to save my sister. I have only twenty-two hours left. I reach th

f I don't have an appointment but I do

junior staff demanding to see y

k into the office, three times the size of Mister Blake's.

't bother dressing up properly before leaving home, all I wanted wa

e. I've tried to think of other solutions but everything falls flat, there's no other way I can raise such money in a short time as this... Twenty-one hours and fourteen m

ail Laura, not

usand sir. I'll pay back in

eyes. My gray eyes locked

eed from me, but please sir, I need that money now, my li

an option. His lips curved into a slow sinister smile, if I wasn't troubled within me, I'd be scared of t

ife for thre

pected this. Marriage? Was

contained documents for a contract marriage and a prenuptial agreement

this, sir? " I asked and

fe. It's simple, sign it and I'll give you the money right now,

thousand today, another after our marriage which would take place wit

, my phone rings and

ugh in twenty hours, you'll never see your sister again. We sent out her pr

r slid down my cheek, follo

rply behind his desk, bu

l Laura, not t

e pen, sir?

he sends me the money. I storm out of his office

ck the Mac

got your

outdone you're self this time. Well done Annette. It's a pity you

me that send

y first

hem the money, the price f

go, she holding me, crying in my arms. Her hair is damp with sweat, Peter stands by and

e the transfer, I rushed here with Peter to find he

e safe, we will be. Nothing like this will

today, I won't fail h