Fell Into His Love Trap novel Chapter 1

"Sir, I only need three hundred thousand. Please..."

Skylar Jones trembled on her feet in front of the man, with her head hung low.

Apart from the dim lighting, she was shrouded in darkness.

Right then, a tall and broad-shouldered figure approached her step by step.

The man grasped her chin, and panic rose in her when she was met with his icy and intimidating gaze.

With her heart in her throat, Skylar swallowed thickly before continuing, "I know three hundred thousand isn't a small amount, b-but I really need this money."

When the man heard her say that three hundred thousand wasn't a small amount, the corners of his lips arched into a cold-blooded smile.

Suddenly, Skylar was pulled into his arms, completely caught off guard.

And in just mere seconds, the pleasant scent of white sandalwood invaded her senses, almost drowning her.

Immediately afterward, his cold voice sounded above her head and brought her back to the harsh reality. "How do you expect me to believe you? Well, you know what they say - talk is cheap...”

Though scared out of her wits, Skylar suppressed the fear gripping her heart and replied, "Give it a try. If you find that I'm lying, I'll return all the money to you."

As soon as she said that, a palm, cold as the grave, clasped the back of her neck, chilling her to the bones. She instinctively thrashed against him, trying to escape, but the man only tightened his other hand around her waist even more.

Hence, she stopped struggling, not daring to move a muscle.

This was the only way to get the money for her boyfriend, Jeremy's medical expenses.

The moment she remained still, the man cupped Skylar's face with his palm as he remarked in a low and hoarse voice, "I'm not interested in getting my hands dirty by personally verifying it!"

Right then, the door to the room opened from the outside.

A blinding flash, followed by the footsteps of what seemed like an army of soldiers, came through the door. At that moment, several men in black suits bombarded that dim room as they strode in a neat formation.

Skylar's eyes widened in shock, and she turned back to look at the man hidden in the shadows. Under the dingy lights, she could vaguely discern his chiseled features and the smile playing on his lips, which looked impossibly gentle.

Her lips quivered, and she argued in a shaky voice, "We agreed on one. What's going on now? Excuse me, sir, but you should be honest when doing business! Forget it. The deal is off!"

Feeling slightly irritated, the man waved his hand with a frosty expression on his face. Then Skylar, still struggling, was forcibly taken away by the men in black.

In the operating room, they secured Skylar to the operating table with her dignity in shreds. The freezing temperature here made her feel as

though she was thrown into an ice-cold cavern.

She lay on the cold table, groggy and completely drained of strength, with only her mind wide awake. What are t-they going to do to me? l-is this the end? Am I going to die j-just like this?Terror coursed through her veins as thoughts ran wild through her mind. Gradually, her breathing grew weak.

With all the courage she could gather, she whimpered, "Are you going to take my kidney? Or my liver? Just so you know-both aren't in good condition! The results from my physical examination even stated that I have a fatty liver."

Nevertheless, the two women in white coats did not answer.