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THE DEVIL SHE KNOWS

Penulis: Love2002
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-13 22:59:24

Camille woke with a jerk, the sterile tang of antiseptic burning through her nostrils as if reminding her she was in a hospital.

Her fingers twitched against stiff cotton sheets as the memories flooded back—the cleaner's warning, the deafening screech of metal, Pierce's cold smirk.

Her throat tightened as she remembered how close she'd come to entering the elevator. If... if it hadn't been for Joyce's call at the right moment, she would have plummeted to her death.

"Workplace accident."

Pierce had dared to give her near-death experience an endearment. And his voice, the look... the look in his eyes told her it wasn't just an accident.

He'd tried to kill her. She couldn't say how he'd done it, or how he'd orchestrated it. But Pierce Landon tried to kill her.

The elevator wreckage wasn't an accident. No... no it wasn't.

The realisation hit Camille like a physical blow. All this time he threatened her, intimidated her. But never had she imagined Pierce would cross the line from threats t
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  • Apologies, Mr Playboy. I’m Pregnant.   LUST-HATE RELATIONSHIP

    Pierce pulled Camille onto the dance floor in slow yet hurried steps, as if fighting the urge to drag her away entirely. They gazed at each other longingly, their fingers entwining as one.Camille's breath hitched as he pulled her closer with slight force, her chest now pressed against his.The music swelled around them—a slow, sensual melody... one that made them forget where they were and the people around them.It was as if they had been transported to their own private world, where only they existed.His hand settled firmly on the small frame of her back, while her fingers curled around his shoulder.They began to dance, eyes locked, their steps deliberate, every sway of their bodies synchronised, as if they had danced together a thousand times before.Pierce's grip tightened as she arched slightly, the curve of her spine pressing into his palm, her stomach—his child—nestled between them.Camille tilted her head back, her crimson hair spilling over his arm as she met his darkened

  • Apologies, Mr Playboy. I’m Pregnant.   THE POISON SHE IS

    Camille's senses were heightened as she lay on top of Pierce Landon. Her body tingled in anticipation of what was to come next. Her breathing came out short and hot.It's the hormones... she told herself, denying the existence of the wetness between her thighs.That's the only reason you want him to kiss you... she thought again, her breath rasping.Or,She could blame it on his emerald eyes—his dark, raw, intense gaze, reeling her into his darkness—and the imprint of his hands around her waist, warm and possessive, caging her in.Pierce lifted his head slowly, his thoughts tormenting. She was within his reach; all he had to do was move an inch more, and his lips would finally get to taste hers.He could turn her over and explore the luscious curves of her body, then make her his—over and over again—until she wouldn't dare dance on a tabletop ever again. But, just as the feel of her breasts kept him from reasoning, her baby bump gave him enough reason not to cross the invisible line b

  • Apologies, Mr Playboy. I’m Pregnant.   HAVE ME IF YOU DARE

    "Have me, if you dare."The words sounded like a challenge to Pierce— a challenge that felt tempting. Just one step closer, and he could have her. Her dance earlier kept replaying in his head, and though he wanted to deny it so badly, Camille Owens was an attractive woman. A woman capable of setting him ablaze.Camille's amber eyes stared back at him, challenging, daring him to take that step.He wasn't one to back down from a challenge, and her intense gaze made the fire burning within him flare hotter, consuming him completely... He stepped closer, wrapped his arms around her waist boldly, and dragged her in until their bodies were pressed together.His grip was firm, unyielding, flexing his capability to make her his— that he dared. His gaze dropped to her lips, parted slightly, her breath warm against his skin.He leaned in, his own lips just a whisper away from hers—"What the hell is going on here?!" Betty's sharp, furious voice cut through the night air, interrupting.Pierce im

  • Apologies, Mr Playboy. I’m Pregnant.   HIS SEDUCTION

    The club pulsed with music, the bass thumping through Pierce's bones as he sat slumped in the VIP room of HEX nightclub.His day had been a special kind of hell. Camille was everywhere — in his office, at his meetings, even in his own damn thoughts.Now, here he was, trying to drink away the memory of her smirk, her laugh, the way her hips swayed when she walked past his desk.He wanted to forget her, to just breathe for a while, without her invading his head.He downed the rest of his drink, fingers running through his hair in irritation. Why?Why were those moments in the meeting room replaying in his head like they'd just happened? The rise and fall of her chest, her knees between his legs, those amber eyes staring at him with that mischievous glint—"Fuck!" He grabbed the whiskey bottle from the centre table, poured himself another glass, and drank it all at once.But the burning sensation wasn't enough to drive Camille Owens out of his head. Neither was it enough to erase the mem

  • Apologies, Mr Playboy. I’m Pregnant.   HIS HELL

    The best revenge, they say, is silence. And for that reason, Camille Owens strutted into Lumina Group with a smile so broad anyone could see her coming from afar.On her way, she had done a little research on Lumina Group. It was a company founded by Pierce's mum, Aurora Landon.The group was divided into three companies: Lumina Renewables, Lumina MedTech, and Lumina Foundation — all in one skyscraper building.Aurora Landon had established her company, Lumina Group, for the sole purpose of helping those in need. Perhaps you shouldn't have willed it to Pierce — sorry for the language, ma'am — but your son is a demon, Camille thought while staring at the picture of Aurora hung at the reception area.She sighed, then continued on her way. As she walked to the lift, she realized that the one where she had almost met her death was now repaired. If she hadn't witnessed her near-death situation herself, she would have thought it never happened.She pressed the lift button for the top floor

  • Apologies, Mr Playboy. I’m Pregnant.   THE HELL SHE CHOSE

    Camille gasped for breath, her fingers clawing at Pierce's hand as it tightened around her throat. Her vision blurred at the edges, darkness creeping in, but she forced the words out in broken stutters. "I—I don't... know what you're... talking about—"Pierce's free hand slammed into the wardrobe beside her head with a crack that made her flinch. "Lie again," he hissed, "and the next one lands on your stomach."Her hands flew instinctively to her belly, shielding it. "Your father is up," she choked out. "You wouldn't dare—"He chuckled, the sound dripping with something darker than amusement. "Oh, Camille. Did you actually think of my father as your saviour?"Camille didn't know why she had played the General card—she knew better than anyone that he wouldn't save her.Wouldn't it be better for you to die at the hands of my son? The General's words resounded in her head. How could she see him as a saviour when it was clear he had no intention of saving her?Pierce leaned closer, his br

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