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Chapter 51: Work of the devil

Author: Luciana diamond
last update publish date: 2026-03-31 21:55:11

~ DRUSCILLA ~

The stall door creaked open.

Isaac stepped out first, hurriedly fixing the collar of his shirt like a man trying to pretend nothing had happened. His hair was slightly disheveled, his breathing uneven. Patricia followed behind him, smoothing down her skirt with trembling hands, her fingers fumbling as if they had suddenly forgotten how to work.

Then they saw me.

Both of them froze.

Their jaws slackened. Their eyes widened like they had just walked straight into a nightmare.

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  • Entangled with the wrong man    Chapter 51: Work of the devil

    ~ DRUSCILLA ~The stall door creaked open.Isaac stepped out first, hurriedly fixing the collar of his shirt like a man trying to pretend nothing had happened. His hair was slightly disheveled, his breathing uneven. Patricia followed behind him, smoothing down her skirt with trembling hands, her fingers fumbling as if they had suddenly forgotten how to work.Then they saw me.Both of them froze.Their jaws slackened. Their eyes widened like they had just walked straight into a nightmare.For a second, the world tilted.My breath left my lungs so suddenly it felt like someone had punched me square in the chest.My mom.And Isaac.Oh my God.My hand flew to the wall beside me. I gripped it hard for support as the ground beneath my feet threatened to give way.Ivan rushed toward me immediately, his arm wrapping around my waist to steady me.“What the hell is going on?” he groaned, his eyes moving sharply between them and me.My hand lifted slowly, trembling as I pointed at them.I choked

  • Entangled with the wrong man    Chapter 50: Open the door

    **~ DRUSCILLA ~** **TWO WEEKS LATER**The ballroom gleamed like something out of a fever dream. Crystal chandeliers dripped soft light over white linen tables and towering floral arrangements heavy with white roses and eucalyptus. My name was printed boldly on the welcome banner near the entrance—Druscilla Hayes. Event Planner. Pride swelled warm in my chest. I had pulled this off. Despite everything—the betrayal, the heartbreak, the sheer fucking audacity—I had stayed professional and delivered something beautiful.Hard to believe, wasn’t it? I had planned my traitorous best friend’s engagement party to my ex-boyfriend.“You actually came,” Avery said, her voice pitched high with that fake, sugary excitement the moment Ivan and I stepped through the double doors. She gave Ivan a slow once-over, her glossy lips twitching. “And you brought your gangster with you.”She looked expensive in a sleeveless silver gown that caught every flicker of light, her makeup soft and flawless, hair

  • Entangled with the wrong man    Chapter 49: Ruined now

    The private elevator hummed upward, and the second the doors slid open into Ivan’s penthouse, his hand was already at the small of my back—hot, possessive, steering me inside like I belonged to him. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the glittering Manhattan skyline, but I couldn’t focus on anything except the way my pulse hammered in my throat. I’d teased him for weeks. Tonight he was cashing in every filthy promise he’d ever growled against my ear.“You’ve teased me long enough,” he rasped, lips brushing the shell of my ear, voice low and rough like gravel wrapped in velvet. “Tonight I keep my promise. I’m going to fuck you, ruin you—edge you, break you, fill every hole until you’re a senseless, dripping mess who can’t even think straight.”Heat flooded between my thighs so fast my knees nearly buckled. Before I could answer, he spun me and slammed my back against the cool glass. His mouth crashed down on mine, claiming, devouring, tongue fucking my mouth the way I already knew he plan

  • Entangled with the wrong man    Chapter 48: Liar liar

    ~ DRUSCILLA ~Strong arms suddenly locked around my waist from behind, pulling me against a hard chest before I could even scream.“It’s me, Dru,” his deep voice rumbled against my ear, low and rough, stopping my heart mid-beat.I froze.“Tell me, Cillia… where the hell did I go wrong?” Ivan asked, turning me around so I had no choice but to face him.His eyes—those stormy gray eyes I used to drown in—looked wrecked. He’d lost weight. His cheekbones were sharper, his face leaner, like he hadn’t eaten properly in days. The sight of him like that twisted something deep in my chest.Don’t you dare soften, Druscilla. You’re mad at him. Stay mad.“Please, baby… talk to me,” he groaned, his voice cracking just a little. “Why are you avoiding me?”“I’m not avoiding you,” I snapped, my voice rising before I could stop it. “I don’t want to see you anymore. I don’t want to talk to you. I don’t want a goddamn thing to do with you!”The words flew out loud and ugly on that empty street. Ivan’s ha

  • Entangled with the wrong man    Chapter 47: Not leaving without answers

    ~ IVANOV ~It has been one week, four days, twenty four hours and thirty two minutes since I last saw her.Yeah. I counted.Every damn second.Druscilla has not picked up a single call. Not one reply. Not even a dry, cold text to tell me to get lost.Nothing.And that is what is eating me alive.“Calm down, boss,” Pedro said, leaning back like this was nothing. “Maybe she’s just busy with work or something.”I turned my head slowly and shot him a look so sharp it could cut skin.He straightened instantly.“She can’t be that busy,” I said, my voice low but tight, like something was about to snap. “Not to the point where she ignores me completely.”My chest felt heavy. Like someone had their hand wrapped around my heart, squeezing. Not enough to kill me. Just enough to make every breath hurt.“I know her,” I continued, dragging my hand through my hair, pacing the room like a caged animal. “She doesn’t go a single day without talking to me. Not one. And now she just disappears? No explan

  • Entangled with the wrong man    Chapter 46: Everything

    ~ IVANOV ~I pushed back from the seat, the legs scraping faintly against the polished floor, and strode toward the door. Something felt off.I yanked it open in one sharp motion.The hallway stretched out in silence. Empty. Cold. No footsteps. No shadow. No one.But I heard something. I know I did.My brows pulled together as I scanned the corridor one more time, slower this time, like I could force someone to appear just by looking hard enough.Nothing.A low breath slipped out of me before I turned and walked back inside.Isaac was still sitting there, staring at me like an idiot. His face twisted, confusion and fear tangled together like he didn’t know which one to settle on.I dropped back into the chair across from him, relaxed, like I hadn’t just gone on edge a second ago.“Why were you checking outside?” Isaac asked, his voice tight. “Are you planning to kill me?”His eyes were wide. Too wide. The kind of fear that makes a man look smaller than he is.I let out a short chuckle

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