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Chapter 15: Till Death do us part
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DEVIL IN A SILHOUETTE Chapter 41: Aurora
Chapter 41: Aurora “Take this shit to the trash—burn it all!” Richard barked at Maria. “Yes, sir,” she replied instantly, scrambling toward the roses, her hands shaking as she gathered them. He turned sharply. “Listen carefully, Maria. You saw nothing tonight. You heard nothing. Understood?” “Y-yes, sir,” she stuttered, clutching the flowers as she hurried back into the kitchen. Jessica’s voice trembled. “What do we do now, Richard?” Fear clung to her face, etched into every tight line and darting glance. Richard dragged his hands through his hair, pacing like a caged animal. His breathing was heavy, ragged with fury and confusion. “Someone is playing games with us. I know it,” he growled. “And I swear, the day I find out who it is, I’ll cut off their head and feed what’s left to the dogs.” Jessica laughed softly—hollow, unhinged. “Now you see? You finally see that I’m not crazy. I’ve been saying this all along.” Richard clenched his fists until his knuckles whitened, the
DEVIL IN A SILHOUETTE Chapter 40: She's back
Chapter 40 : She's back We finally arrived at the movies after a few minutes of painfully awkward silence in the car. The moment I stepped out, a harsh blast of cold air slapped my skin. I instantly regretted not bringing my jacket. Then, suddenly, warmth. A jacket draped over my shoulders. “It’s freezing,” Charles murmured softly as he walked ahead. My heart did a strange, unreasonable flip. Don Julio turned back with a mischievous smirk—one of those “I told you so” looks only he could pull off, before heading inside with Charles. I pressed my lips together. My godfather definitely knew what he was doing. The movie room was packed, buzzing with chatter, heat, and the smell of popcorn. I hated crowded places, but being with Don Julio somehow made it tolerable. He took the seat at the end of the row. I moved to sit beside him, but someone slipped into the spot before I could. I shot the person a lethal glare. “Bonita, it’s okay,” Julio said calmly. “Sit beside Charles, the
DEVIL IN A SILHOUETTE Chapter 39: Secret Admirer
Chapter 39 I was busy putting the final touches on my present for Richard when my phone buzzed sharply against the table. I glanced at the screen—Chuka, my private investigator. My heartbeat hammered so hard it echoed in my ears. I picked up. “Hello.” “Hello, ma’am… it’s done. I have her.” For a moment, everything around me stilled. Then my lips curled into a slow, victorious smile. Finally. I wasn’t going to let Richard win anymore. Not this time. Not ever again. And I would make damn sure he never got anywhere near Vanessa’s mother. “Thank you, Chuka. Take her to my home in Albany. I’ll arrange for a private nurse and doctor to take care of her. I’ll come see her tomorrow. Make sure she’s safe… and comfortable.” “No problem, ma’am.” The call ended, but my fingers stayed wrapped tightly around my phone, knuckles turning white. My mind ran wild with all the ways I would deal with Richard, how I’d make him and that stupid wife of his finally feel the pain they had caused m
DEVIL IN A SILHOUETTE Chapter 38: The Devil you know
CHAPTER 38 : The Devil you know "You should check out this bag, ma’am. It suits your style," the sales associate said, her voice dripping with that well-trained, luxurious-mall politeness. Carmen lifted the bag closer, her manicured fingers gliding over the leather. Her face shone with pride and effortless elegance. "Okay, I’ll take this too. How much for both?" she asked, pointing at the two luxurious bags she’d selected. "That’ll be two thousand dollars, ma’am." "Two thousand?" Carmen’s brows shot up, genuine shock widening her eyes. The attendant gave her a slow, condescending once-over. "Ma’am, I’m sure you know these are luxury bags. They’re not your regular bags," she said, her tone sharp with sauciness as she shamelessly sized Carmen up. Before Carmen could reply, another voice drifted from across the section. A familiar one. She turned, and there was Jessica, effortlessly elegant, her presence commanding the entire aisle. She was buying several bags, not even glanc
DEVIL IN A SILHOUETTE Chapter 37: Let's move on
. Chapter 37 The air was sharp with winter’s breath, the cold breeze sweeping across the runway as snowflakes drifted lazily to the ground. Don Julio leaned heavily on his polished walking stick as he stepped down from the plane. His bodyguard followed behind, carrying the luggage with practiced ease as they headed toward the sleek black SUV waiting for them. “It’s been a while since I’ve been in New York,” Don Julio murmured, his eyes scanning the skyline as he eased into the back seat. “The city looks different.” “Yes, sir. I think it’s because it’s been a while since your last visit,” his bodyguard replied as he started the engine. A light chuckle escaped Julio’s lips. “Call Charles and tell him to meet me at my apartment.” “Okay, sir.” “And before we go home,” Julio added, a rare spark lighting his eyes, “let’s stop by Elizabeth’s office. I want to surprise her.” The driver didn’t hesitate. He made a swift turn, heading toward Elizabeth’s company building. --- (Aurora)
DEVIL IN A SILHOUETTE Chapter 36: Perfect match
Chapter 36: Perfect match The Williams Residence The living room was dim, lit only by the amber glow of a standing lamp. Richard sat sprawled on the leather couch, lazily puffing his tobacco while the half-empty glass of alcohol gleamed on the table in front of him. The air was thick with smoke, resentment, and the kind of silence that bruised more than it soothed. Jessica stood behind him, hands trembling at her sides. She tried to step forward, once, twice, but her courage kept collapsing under the weight of his cold presence. Only after several quiet moments did she gather enough strength to move. “Richard…” Her voice cracked as she approached. “You know you can’t keep treating me this way.” She stuttered, but forced herself to hold her ground. “This silent treatment—it's bullshit. Stop treating me like this.” Tears spilled freely, streaking through her mascara and staining her cheeks black. Richard let out a dry, mocking scoff. A slow, devilish smirk curled the corner of his
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