Chapter 6 Back to the Devil

Kyra

My mouth falls open when I see the woman working inside.

She’s gorgeous, too beautiful to even be human.

Steven lets go of my hand and smirks, like he’s enjoying my discomfort.

“Why the fuss this morning?” he asks lazily, his eyes fixed on her.

The girl walks up to me, her smile soft but sharp, almost mocking. She touches my hair, studying me like I’m something she just bought from the store.

“She’s beautiful,” she says, still smiling.

Steven’s smirk “I know what you’re pulling, Lora.”

“Stay out of this, Steven. This is girl talk,” Lora says sweetly.

“Too bad.” Steven steps closer, his presence dark and suffocating. “Me and this girl have somewhere to be.” He takes my hand before I can react.

“Oh, is that so?” Lora says, picking up her bag. She leans closer to me. “Be careful with this man, beauty,” she whispers, almost like a warning.

Steven’s expression darkens. “Suits yourself,” he says, pulling me outside.

Without a word, he opens the car door for me. His sudden gentleman act sends shivers down my spine.

Inside the car, he doesn’t speak. He just smokes, one hand on the wheel, the other tapping the cigarette, his jaw hard. He doesn’t even look at me.

“Who is she?” I finally gather the courage to ask.

He glances at me through the side mirror and smirks.

“You’re noisy,” he thunders, his voice so cold it makes me flinch.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper, sinking into my seat.

He presses harder on the gas, the car speeding like we’re being chased. In what feels like seconds, we reach the Roberts’ house.

I breathe in relief as soon as we arrive. Mrs. Robert is always kind. Maybe I’ll be safe here.

“I hope we don’t cross paths again,” Steven says suddenly, his words like a knife.

Before I can reply, Robert comes out, smiling awkwardly.

“Come in…”

“No.” Steven cuts him off sharply. “I was only dropping her.”

“But… why? Your men could have—” Robert stops, his voice trembling. His nervousness sends a chill through me.

“I’ll go back. See you around, Robert.” Steven checks his watch, his tone casual but heavy with meaning.

“Why would you see me around?” Robert asks, voice louder, but Steven’s car is already gone.

I watch him leave, and it feels like my chest caves in. Maybe this is the last time I see him. Goodbye, Steven.

When I look at Robert, I realize his legs are shaking.

“Why are you so nervous?” I ask carefully.

“You have no idea how dangerous Steven really is,” he mutters.

“What…”

“I can’t handle this, Kyra,” he says, shaking his head like a man who’s given up.

“What’s going on, Robert?” My voice cracks.

“Coming to my house like this twice… it’s enough. I can’t let him come here again.”

My heart races. “So what does that mean?”

“You have to go, Kyra.”

“You can’t do this! Let me talk to Mrs. Robert—”

“I’m sorry.” He shuts the door in my face.

I stand there for nearly an hour, my legs trembling, until I can’t feel them anymore.

Where am I supposed to go now?

Yes, I’m free from the devil… but what now?

Homeless. No money. No food. And I’ve probably already been fired.

I run to the restaurant where I used to work part-time. As I expected, I already have a replacement. No matter how much I beg, they don’t listen.

Wow, Kyra. You’re doomed.

I hide in the washroom, staring at my reflection, my tears mixing with my makeup. I look beautiful, almost fairy-like, but it only makes me want to laugh.

“You can’t, Kyra. No way not to Mr. Devil,” I mutter to myself. “I’d rather die in the streets.”

With nowhere else to go, I walk back to campus.

No friends. No phone. No one to talk to. Just a freshman with nowhere to belong.

I sit on a bench, waiting for my classes. People glance at me, whispering. I think it’s because I look nice in this dress like a princess. Then I notice they’re laughing.

Why are they laughing?

Suddenly, a car parks right next to me. My heart nearly stops when Daylan steps out. Daylan.

He’s perfect tall, elegant, with that quiet confidence that makes every girl on campus lose her mind, and i have the huge crush on him

He walks past me, and my heart pounds so hard I can barely breathe. I sniff his scent God, he smells so good. I’m so lost in the moment I don’t notice he’s turned back until he’s right in front of me.

“What are you doing?” His voice is deep, close enough to make my breath hitch.

“N-nothing,” I stammer.

“You look terrible in that dress,” he says bluntly, walking away.

I bite my lip. So that’s why they were laughing. Steven really has terrible taste in clothes.

But still… Daylan talked to me. That’s all that matters.

After classes, reality crashes back. Where will I sleep tonight?

The only place I can think of is Steven’s mansion.

I must be out of my mind.

But he wouldn’t let me sleep on the streets… right?

I take a taxi to his mansion, praying he won’t throw me out. I can’t even pay the driver. My hands are shaking as I ring the bell.

Steven opens the door, his lips smeared with lipstick, look like he was kissing someone,My stomach twists.

“Why are you here?” he asks, his eyes narrowing.

“Help me… please,” I whisper.

He leans against the doorframe, his expression dark.

“You must have a death wish, Kyra.”

“I…I have no—”

“So you escaped me, and now you’re begging to stay?” His voice is sharp enough to cut.

“I…”

“You have no idea what danger you’re walking into. Just go home.” He turns away.

“But the taxi fee—”

The door slams in my face.

My legs give out. My mind shuts down.

“You’re wasting my time, lady,” the driver snaps, stepping out of the car.

Before I can answer, a strong hand grabs mine.

Steven!

In one swift motion, he throws me over his shoulder.

“You asked for this,” he whispers, his voice low and dangerous.

He tosses cash at the driver, then carries me inside like I weigh nothing, slamming the door behind us.

When he finally sets me down, he give me that dark gaze 

“You wanted my attention? Congratulations, you have all of it now.”

He leans closer, his smirk devilish.

“And trust me, Kyra… I’m not letting you go this time.”