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Chapter 11: Devil and the prey
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DEVIL IN A SILHOUETTE Chapter 24: You'd make a perfect match
Chapter 24: You'd make a perfect matchI could hear the pounding of my heartbeat echoing in my ears, every thud a reminder to stay calm."Uhm—, I came to check up on Jessica," I swallowed hard, trying to steady my voice. Luckily, I had already hidden the syringe deep in my bag. "I know this isn’t standard procedure, but I just had to see my business partner. I was devastated when I heard the news. And—well, luckily, when I came in, she woke up. Isn’t that a miracle?" I forced a wide, fake smile across my lips.Someone give me an Oscar already.Richard’s brows furrowed, suspicion flickering in his eyes. I quickly changed the topic before he could linger on it."But... Richie, why are you just coming now? Where were you?"He rubbed his temples, like a man fighting off a migraine."I went to meet an investor. Someone called and said Jessica was in the hospital," he muttered, barely looking at his wife—his tone cold, detached, as if he didn’t care whether she lived or died.He wal
DEVIL IN A SILHOUETTE Chapter 23: I came to play
Chapter 23: I came to play Richard’s car pulled up to the curb of an unfinished building. He stepped out, cigarette pinched between two fingers of his left hand, the ember a small, impatient glow in the dusk. He arched an eyebrow at the hulking shell of concrete and steel, then headed inside. “Good evening, sir,” a man with tattoos plastered across his face greeted him. The stairwell smelled of tobacco and spilled alcohol like a bad memory. “Has he said anything yet?” Richard asked. “No, sir,” the man replied. Richard’s mouth twitched with irritation. “That damn old fool,” he snarled, and bounded up the stairs. A hidden door swung open and he walked into a cramped room. The single bare bulb threw everything into hard light: an old man slumped against a wall, saliva glistening at the corner of his mouth, scraps of food crusted on the floor. He was alive in the most useless way, present, diminished, barely there. Richard covered his nose against the stench and closed the d
DEVIL IN A SILHOUETTE Chapter 22: I have a Surprise for you
Chapter 22: I have a Surprise for you "Carmen," Charles snapped firmly, his tone cutting through the air like a blade. "Uhmm, sorry for all the drama, Elizabeth," he muttered, clearing his throat awkwardly. "Kindly meet my daughter, Lesley, and... my ex-wife, Carmen." His voice dropped to a near whisper at the mention of her name. My stomach twisted, but I forced a polite smile. "Hello, Lesley. Your dad has told me a lot about you," I said softly. The little girl gave me a quick once-over, her expression sharp and unreadable. Then she turned to her father, her voice dripping with suspicion. "Are you my father’s girlfriend? Because you two were holding hands." The air in the room grew heavy. I could almost hear the tension crackle between us. "Uh—" I began, unsure how to answer, but Charles quickly stepped in. "No. Elizabeth is a very good friend of mine," he interjected quickly. I tried to hide the sting that came with those words, but it was useless. A very
DEVIL IN A SILHOUETTE Chapter 21: Am I interrupting something?
Chapter 21: Am I interrupting somethingI stepped down from the car, my heart thudding in a nervous rhythm with every step I took. The evening air was soft and perfumed with the scent of roses from the nearby garden. My palms felt slightly damp, though I tried to steady my breath.“You look stunning,” Charles said, his voice warm and smooth as velvet.I smiled shyly, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “Thank you, Charles. And you look really good too.”I could feel the heat rise to my cheeks, that unmistakable flush of embarrassment mixed with excitement.He reached into the car and pulled out a bouquet of flowers. “These are for you.”My eyes lit up immediately. “Wow, these are my favorites!” I brought them close, inhaling their scent. They smelled like early morning rain on blooming jasmine — fresh, sweet, and faintly intoxicating.Charles smiled, clearly pleased by my reaction. “Shall we?” he asked, stepping ahead to open the rear door for me.“Thank you, Charles,” I
DEVIL IN A SILHOUETTE Chapter 20: BUTTERFLIES
Chapter 20: BUTTERFLIES Her eyes darted around the room, searching for his shirt. When she spotted it tossed carelessly on the couch, her pulse spiked. Without thinking, she stormed over and snatched it up, her fingers trembling as she searched for proof, something, anything—to confirm the gnawing suspicion clawing at her chest. And there it was. A faint, cherry-red lipstick stain smeared across the collar. Her breath hitched. She brought the shirt closer to her nose, perfume. A woman’s perfume. Sweet, floral, and taunting. Her grip tightened until her knuckles turned white. Rage boiled inside her chest like hot oil. She raked both hands through her hair, tugging at the roots as frustration ripped through her. “That’s why this bastard didn’t come home last night,” she muttered through gritted teeth. “He was busy fucking his hoes. Motherfucker.” Sweat trickled down her temple, strands of hair sticking to her damp forehead. She swallowed hard, grabbed the shirt and trousers, c
DEVIL IN A SILHOUETTE Chapter 19: Why the attitude?
Chapter 19 : Why the attitude? Richard and I stepped inside the house. His gaze wandered around, taking in every corner with quiet amazement. . “Beautiful interiors, I must say,” he complimented. “Thank you, Richie.” I poured whiskey into two glasses and handed him one. “Let’s toast to your safety,” he said, raising his glass. “Cheers.” I clinked mine against his, my face calm—though my thoughts were anything but. “Oh, Liz,” he whispered, leaning closer, his warm breath brushing my skin. “I need you in my skin so badly.” I gripped my glass tighter, disgust curling inside me, but I forced a smile. I had to play along. Richard’s eyes darkened, the air between us thick with heat and unspoken things. He reached out, brushing a strand of hair from my face, his touch slow, too slow. My heart pounded. I could feel his breath on my cheek, smell the whiskey between us. “Liz…” he murmured. I smiled faintly, masking the storm building inside me. When his hand slid
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