THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS
On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Nyx’s world shattered. Her parents celebrated her twin sister and ignored her entirely, a final insult after years of coldness and favoritism. Humiliated and aching to escape, she walked straight into Basque—the city’s most dangerous club.
There, under flashing lights and the pull of reckless music, she caught the eye of a man everyone feared—the ruthless mafia boss who owned the night. One drink, one touch, one reckless decision… and by morning, he was gone.
A month later, Nyx learned that she was pregnant. Her family’s rejection turned vicious, and she was cast out with nothing but her shame and the child growing inside her. Six years of struggle followed—cheap apartments, dead-end jobs, and a daughter who became her only reason to fight.
Then fate threw him back into her life.
A chance encounter. A cold stare. A card pressed into her hand.
Days later, tragedy struck—her little girl was left clinging to life after a hit-and-run. Desperate and out of options, Nyx went to the only man who could save her… unaware he was the father.
His price?
"Give me your body,and I'll give you money"
Now, Nyx must decide to sell her body to the devil who destroyed her, or watch the only person she loves slip away. But in the shadows of power and lust, nothing is as simple as a deal. And the devil always collects more than you owe.
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Chapter: Pregnant, angry, and not in the moodNyx's PovI found Gabe in the sitting room, scrolling through his phone like he had nothing to worry about.I stood there, holding my calm like it was glued on my face.“I’ll be going to town today,” I said. “I have some school paperwork to sort out.”He didn’t look up at first. Then he did—slow, studying me like I was lying by simply breathing.“Fine,” he said. “As long as you go with your company.”I forced a small smile. “I actually want to go alone. I’ll be back before evening.”He laughed. A quiet, sharp laugh that hit my nerves.“Nyx… you look different these days. Calm.”His eyes narrowed. “But I still don’t trust a single word you say. And I know you’ll jump at any chance to ruin me.”I said nothing. Just stared.Pretended peace.Pretended softness.Pretended I wasn’t seconds away from cracking.Holding this fake kindness was starting to drain the life out of me.The truth?I didn’t have any school work.Ever since I saw Renz in my dreams, I hadn’t been the same.I woke up res
Last Updated: 2025-12-06
Chapter: A rundown sanctuaryRenz's PovPain dragged me back to life.My eyes opened slowly, the ceiling above me cracked and yellow… nothing familiar. My body felt wrong, heavy, stitched together in places I didn’t remember. But I breathed in—slow, deep—and a small smile pulled at my lips.“I’m alive,” I whispered.Tubes were stuck into my arms, wires all over my chest. Machines beeped beside me like they were mocking death for failing again.I pushed myself up with a grunt.And there he was—Marco.My brother. My right hand. My real blood.He stood stiff beside the bed, eyes shiny, face pale like he hadn’t slept in days. Poor kid. He must’ve been scared out of his mind. Probably thinking I’d never wake up.I gave him a small nod.He held my gaze… and a tear dropped. The idiot actually cried.“Damn,” I rasped, my voice hollow and cracked. “How long was I out?”Marco didn’t answer.He walked forward and hugged me so tight my ribs almost cried too.“Forty days… forty nights,” he whispered into my shoulder.I chuckl
Last Updated: 2025-12-04
Chapter: Warmth in a cold houseI walked into the kitchen quietly, the way I always did these days.Elena was at the stove, her back to me. I’d memorized her routine by now. When she cooked. How she chopped. How she hummed under her breath when she thought no one was listening.So today… I wanted to cook for myself.But the moment she saw me, she froze like I’d walked in with a gun.Her eyes widened.“Nyx? What are you doing here? You should have called me. I would have come.”I breathed in through my nose, slow, steady.Why did everyone act like I might break at any second?“I want to cook,” I said with a small smile—not warm, just polite.Elena blinked at me like she didn’t believe what she heard.“Cook? No, you shouldn’t be in the kitchen. You’re pregnant. You should be resting.”“I’ve rested enough,” I said simply. “I want to make my own food.”Elena’s mouth tightened."I doubt Gabe would approve that."A small, cold laugh left me.“I don’t care what Gabe approves.”I met her eyes.“From today… I’m cooking my ow
Last Updated: 2025-12-03
Chapter: Love is the hardest curse!He exhaled, slow and heavy.“Nyx… let’s talk.”I held his stare for a long second before I pushed myself upright. My hands wrapped around my stomach on instinct. I could barely breathe.“Why are you doing this?” My voice cracked. “What did we ever do to you?”The anger in my chest burned so hard it came out as a sob.He sat beside me on the bed, too close, like he had any right.“Look, Nyx…” he said quietly. “My fight is with Renz. Not you. And seeing you like this—broken, shaking—I realized something. I should keep you out of it.”His jaw moved.“Because you’re mine now.”Mine.The word made my skin crawl.We talked, argued, snapped. Then he finally said what he really wanted.“I’ll treat you better,” he said. “If you stay with me… if you agree to be my woman…”He swallowed hard, the words sour on his tongue.“…I’ll let you keep the child.”My heart twisted so sharply I almost doubled over. Tears slipped out before I could stop them. I tried to breathe, but it shook out of me in piec
Last Updated: 2025-11-30
Chapter: A dead man's childI lay still on the bed, breathing slowly, pretending to be asleep.Maybe if I stayed quiet long enough, Gabriel would get bored and leave.But he didn’t.He just stood there… watching me.Too silent. Too still.The doctor must have told him everything—his face looked carved out of anger.“Until when were you planning to hide it from me?” he said, voice flat and cold.My fingers twitched under the blanket.So he already knew I was awake.“Answer me!” he barked.I slowly pushed myself up, keeping my tone level.“Don’t shout.”He dragged in a breath like he was trying not to explode.“The doctor told me you’re pregnant,” he said. “Are you aware of that?”I let out a short, dry laugh.“Why do you think I’ve been putting up with you?”I didn’t even get to finish.The lamp beside me shattered as his hand knocked it to the floor.Glass scattered everywhere.Before I could react, his hand was wrapped around my neck—tight, crushing—stealing every bit of air.“How dare you lie to me?” he roared
Last Updated: 2025-11-27
Chapter: Rules are changing...Nyx's PovMy whole body aches.I lay on my bed, staring at nothing, letting the day squeeze the air out of me. It was chaos from morning till night—but seeing Miami again was worth every bruise.Even better… Camila.I still can’t process it. One minute I had no one. The next, I’m looking into the face of my sister. I still couldn’t believe how much my life had changed in just one day.And knowing my baby girl is okay… it almost fixed something in me. Almost.But the guilt hits just as hard.She met her own father like a stranger.Because of me.Stupid. Coward. I curse myself until my chest burns.Racing is the only door out of this prison, the only way to breathe. But if the institution finds out I’m pregnant—they’ll chain me for good. The thought makes me hiss under my breath.Gabe relaxed some rules, but not the one that matters. No phone. No contact. I only reached Camila because I stole a phone from one of the men earlier.I placed my hand on my stomach and just lay there, thinkin
Last Updated: 2025-11-25
The Crowned Nobody: a Brand New Bitch
Seven years ago, Aria was left shattered when Liam Brooks, the golden heir, denied her after spending the night with her and made her the center of ruthless humiliation. Once the broken nerd girl, she disappeared from that world—only to rise again, stronger, sharper, and untouchable.
Now she's a celebrated fashion icon, Aria stands on the cusp of defending her crown at the Haute Couture Awards. But fate twists cruelly when Liam returns, no longer just her past tormentor but a powerful figure entangled in her present.
What begins as a battle of ambition soon sparks a dangerous game of attraction and revenge. Aria is determined to win, to never bow again, even if it means turning Liam’s own fire against him.
This time, the clash is personal—and only one of them might walk away unscathed.
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Chapter: My attitude is twice your heightAria's PovLately, happiness came easier to me. Winning Top Brand of the Year for the second time felt like a crown on my head, It proof that the girl everyone once mocked had burned her scars into gold. But what thrilled me most wasn’t the award—it was the fact that Liam Brooks, of all people, had been there to watch me shine. The same boy who once spat disgust in my face had now been forced to clap for me with the rest of the world. If that wasn’t payback, I didn’t know what was. Would I ever forgive him? I didn’t know. But I was certain about one thing—I wanted nothing to do with him. When I first saw him that night, the urge to deny him was instinctive. To look him in the eye and pretend he was a stranger—God, the way his expression faltered fed me like oxygen. It was nourishing, intoxicating. That night, Mum and Kollin—no, Dad, because that’s what he’d become to me—took me out to celebrate. They clapped when the waiter brought out champagne, laughed when I toasted to “being n
Last Updated: 2025-09-11
Chapter: She's not the girl I knewLiam's Pov I couldn’t breathe when she walked away from me—like she hadn’t even recognized me. Aria Scarlett Monroe. No. Aria Nobody. That was who she used to be. A shadow, a footnote, the nerd with ink-stained fingers and hair she tried to hide behind. But the woman who just brushed past me in that glittering gown? That wasn’t the girl I remembered. That was someone else. Someone untouchable. And to think she said she doesn’t recognize me… damn, that was humiliating.” And then the stage lights hit her. Her name was called, and the hall burst into applause—cheers that rolled like thunder. I sat there, frozen, my chest twisting, my hands clapping even as shame clawed at my throat. She stood on that stage, radiant, crowned as the top brand designer of the year. Every inch of her glowed with power and grace, like she was born for this moment. It should have been a triumph for me too. My palms stung, and so did my pride. I was clapping for the same girl I once called ugly—only tha
Last Updated: 2025-09-09
Chapter: Past meets powerAria’s POVThe silk of my dress brushed smoothly against my skin as I adjusted the gown, its lines falling exactly as I had designed it—sharp, timeless, and commanding. Tonight was not just another gala. Tonight was the haute couture awards, the highest stage in the world I had fought tooth and nail to claim. I walked through the studio, my fingertips grazing the mannequins clothed in my latest collection. Bold cuts. Intricate embroidery. A whisper of rebellion stitched into every seam, I exhaled slowly. My work. My voice. Once upon a time, I had been the girl too afraid to even look people in the eye. But tonight, I'm the woman the industry will bowed to. Last year, they had crowned me the Top Designer Brand of the Year. And tonight, I intend to prove it had never been luck. When I was satisfied with every detail, I returned to my dressing mirror. I smiled as I watched my reflection stared back—no longer fragile, no longer broken. Seven years had carved steel where weakness use
Last Updated: 2025-09-03
Chapter: Karma's coming Liam's Pov London had hardened me. The late nights buried in economics, the endless lectures about mergers and acquisitions, the luxury parties where men twice my age shook my hand with fake smiles—it had all left a mark. But when I had finally returned, the city no longer felt the same.I wasn’t just Liam Brooks anymore. I'm now the heir to my father’s empire, the man who would carry the Crownwell & Brooks name into a new dynasty.But of course, Father wouldn’t hand me the crown so easily.“Manage the departmental store first,” he had said, his voice stern with calculating eyes. “Prove you can build from the ground before you inherit the sky.”At first, I raged against the condition. A billionaire’s son reduced to running aisles of clothes and perfumes—it felt insulting. But I swallowed my pride, took the reins, and worked harder than I ever had. And it paid off. Sales tripled in less than a year. Yet still, I was only the man behind the curtain, not the face they applauded. And tha
Last Updated: 2025-09-03
Chapter: A stage for HumiliationThe ride home felt like walking through shards of glass. My body still ached, my mind replaying every second of last night, twisting it sharper each time and I wanted to explode. When I pushed the door open, Mom was waiting. Her arms were folded, her eyes furious and worried all at once. “Aria Scarlett Monroe, where the hell were you last night?” Her voice cracked with anger. I tried to stand tall, to swallow it down, but the moment her gaze locked on my swollen eyes, my trembling lips, and the way I clutched myself like I’d shatter—her expression softened. Her anger melted into fear. “Baby… are you okay?” And that was it. The wall broke. My knees buckled. I tried to hold it in, but the tears. “Mom,” I cried, my voice breaking into pieces. “I… I messed up. Something happened—last night—Something I can’t take back.” She pulled me into her arms before I could finish. “Tell me. Whatever it is, I can take it. I’m here.” My words spilled between gasps and hiccups, messy and
Last Updated: 2025-09-03
Chapter: Cruel heatI woke up in the morning from the sound of a running tap, the first thing I felt was pain. A dull ache between my thighs, my head throbbed like it had been split open. My whole body ached, tender in ways I had never felt before. The taste of alcohol still bitter on my tongue, but it was the heat of my skin—the phantom touch—that made me stir. I blinked against the strange ceiling above me. The room wasn’t mine. The sheets smelled unfamiliar, faintly of cologne and smoke. My hair was a tangled mess, spilling across my face. Strands stuck to my lips, others covering half of my vision. For a moment, I couldn’t even see properly, the world still spinning. Panic spread inside me as I sat up slowly, the heavy blanket sliding off my bare shoulders. And then it hit me. Last night. The drinks. The dancing. The boy. My stomach twisted. when I realized I was naked. Completely naked. I sucked in a breath, clutching the fabric to my chest as my heart crashed against my ribs. But the
Last Updated: 2025-09-03
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