Owed to the Devil
Isla Walker thought her summer would be dull, not dangerous.
A scholarship student at an elite High school, Isla’s only goal was survival. Juggling part-time jobs to escape her drunk father and leech of a stepmother, she never expected her already fractured life to spiral into a nightmare.
Sold like property to settle her family's crushing debts, Isla finds herself handed over to a man feared across cities — Grayson Voss, the cold and calculating mafia lord of the Voss Syndicate.
But Grayson isn’t a stranger.
He’s the man who saved her once.
And the man who now owns her.
What Isla doesn't know is that Grayson has been watching her. Ever since that night at the club, her face has haunted him — softening his steel walls and stirring something he's spent years burying. But affection has no place in his world. To him, Isla is nothing more than collateral — a debt repayment. A useful pawn. One he can't afford to care about.
Except he does.
And when someone lays a hand on what he owns... all hell breaks loose.
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Chapter: Chapter fifteen– Back to ValerieIsla – POVI stepped out of the car, bag over my shoulder, and just... froze.Valerie Academy.God, it felt like I was stepping into a dream.Or maybe a memory.Same old iron gates. Same gravel crunch under my shoes. Same trees lining the walkway like they’re guarding something precious.And here I was. The girl who didn’t think she’d ever see this place again.I took a deep breath. The air smelled like wet leaves and chalk dust weird combo, but it was home in its own way.My heart clenched.I’m back.After everything .....the debts, the manor, the number 57 stitched into my uniform like a brand, the endless days of pretending I didn’t care I made it.I wanted to laugh. Or maybe cry. Or both.“Look at you, Isla Walker,” I whispered to myself, shifting my bag to my other shoulder. “Back where you belong. Sort of.”This was my fresh start. I could almost taste it like that first sip of tea after a long day.Valerie wasn’t perfect. The rumors. The snobs. The constant reminder that I did
Last Updated: 2025-07-02
Chapter: Chapter fourteen: Maid 57Isla – POVI was halfway through awkwardly trying to figure out what to pack first Not like i had any belongings to begin with, although the closet is filled with clothes before my arrival in this roomThe door creaked open behind me.I turned.The gatekeeper of hellMaria.With her permanently pinched face, icy posture, and that annoying clicking of her heels on the floors like every step was a threat.“I’ve been asked to assist you,” she said, already walking toward my wardrobe like she owned it. “Apparently, you’re going back to school. Fancy that.”I blinked. “I… I was doing fine on my own.”“I’m sure,” she said dryly, yanking open the closet doors. “You probably pack as neatly as you iron sheets half-heartedly and without structure.”I bit the inside of my cheek. She always had something to say.We moved around in silence for a while or rather, I moved nervously, and she moved like she was preparing a body for burial.Folding clothes with crisp corners, sighing whenever my hand
Last Updated: 2025-07-01
Chapter: Chapter Thirteen‐ The untouched linesGrayson – POVThe echo of clinking glasses still rang in my ears.Zara’s smug smile. My grandfather’s voice announcing the engagement like it was a signed treaty.And me? Standing there like a statue while she Isla stood frozen at the back of the room, watching her dignity unravel under gold chandeliers and fake applause.I stormed through the corridor, past startled maids and guards who knew better than to speak.North Wing.I was already heading there before I realized it.Fury burned through me. Not just at the announcement but at myself. For letting it happen. For not stopping it. For letting her see it.For watching her hurt and doing nothing.My fists clenched. My teeth ground so hard my jaw ached.I stopped.Right at her door.Hand raised.But I didn’t knock.I didn’t go in.I just stood there, breathing like a man who had run into a war zone unarmed.Why?Why am I here?Why the hell do I care?She’s just a girl. A payment. She’s nothing.She should be nothing.But every tim
Last Updated: 2025-06-25
Chapter: Chapter Twelve – A Controlled Fire GraysonGrayson Pov The door closed behind her, soft and final.She didn’t cry. She didn’t look back. She just walked out with her chin held higher than every spoiled brat in that room.And somehow, that made it worse.I ambushed Maria in the hallway“Maria,” I said, without raising my voice.She knew that tone. Everyone in this house did.The tray she was holding clinked as she stepped forward. “Sir?”“You had one job.” I didn’t move. “Keep her off-limits. Keep her out of sight. Keep her dignity intact. I thought those instructions were clear.”“I only meant to fill a staffing gap”“No. You meant to make a point.” My eyes narrowed. “You dressed her in that uniform deliberately.”Maria hesitated. “It was the only clean”“Wrong answer.”She shut her mouth.I took a single step forward. “You paraded her in front of the D’Amatos. You let her walk in like she was nothing. Like she was less.”“I thought”“You don’t get paid to think.”She finally broke eye contact.“Consider this your final warni
Last Updated: 2025-06-24
Chapter: Chapter Eleven– The Girl in Silk, The One in DustIslaThere were black cars parked outside the estate when I came down for tea duty.The house was buzzing.Not loud-buzzing. Not the frantic scurrying of feet and barked orders like I’d seen before important meetings. This buzz was quiet, precise.The kind that made maids press their uniforms flat three times before stepping into view. The kind that made the head butler adjust the silverware by a quarter inch.Something important was happening.And I didn’t want to be in the middle of it.But fate is cruel that way“Take off your clothes.”I blinked at Maria from the doorway, thinking I’d misheard.Her arms were crossed, a stiff black uniform dangling from one hand. “The Blue Room needs tea service. You’ll wear this.”I looked down at myself — plain clothes, apron, nothing scandalous. “Can’t someone else—?”She stepped into my space, her breath all peppermint and venom. “The others are busy. You’re not. Now put it on, Maid Fifty-Seven.”I flinched.That number again. Not Isla. Not eve
Last Updated: 2025-06-23
Chapter: Chapter Ten– Summer That Wasn’t MineIsla PovThe summer passed like a storm I couldn’t remember being in loud one moment, silent the next. But always... grey.Not the soft kind of grey that made you want to curl up and drink tea. No, this kind was heavy. Drenched in stone walls, long hallways, and a silence that felt too expensive to touch. It filled the mansion like perfume. You could never breathe too loud.And I hated it.I should have been back at Valerie.I should’ve been elbow-deep in essays, dodging the library printer queue, and complaining about overpriced coffee with classmates I barely tolerated. I should’ve been sitting across from Zara, pretending we didn’t just spend the summer on opposite ends of power.But no.Zara was probably sipping champagne in Milan.And me?I was dusting imported vases and folding napkins in a house that wasn't mine, for a man who refused to look at me like anything but his.I didn’t even ask anymore.The first week of August, I asked the butler if I could check my email. He told m
Last Updated: 2025-06-22
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