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CHAPTER 17: The Devil’s Touch
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KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL CHAPTER 64: The Ride Back to Ruin
Shefali’s POVThe car door shut with a soft thud, but it felt like a verdict.I sat stiffly, hands folded in my lap, heart pounding against my ribs like it wanted out. Damon didn’t speak. He just started the engine, one hand on the wheel, the other resting near the gear — close enough to touch me, far enough to remind me he hadn’t.The silence was unbearable.I stared out the window, watching the city blur past. The same city where he once held my hand like it was sacred. Where he once whispered promises against my skin. Where he once made me believe I was the only thing that mattered.Now I wasn’t sure if I mattered at all.“You didn’t call,” I said finally, voice barely above a whisper.He didn’t look at me. “You didn’t either.”“I tried.”“You tried once.”I swallowed. “I texted, but you ignored me.”“You chose them.”His voice was calm. Too calm.“You chose your parents."He moved his hand, his fingers grazed the skin just above my knee."I came to meet you in your office, but for
KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL CHAPTER 63: Loose Threads and Tight Longings
Shefali’s POVI didn’t come out of my room for hours.I didn’t cry.Not at first.I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, feeling the weight of everything press down on my chest like a slab of concrete.Damon had shunned me.My parents had left.And I… I was just here. Alone. Again.I kept replaying the scene at Knight Corporation — Annaida’s voice, Damon’s silence, his father’s disgust, the way his mother looked through me like I was a stain on the marble floor. And Damon… he didn’t even flinch. Didn’t defend me. Didn’t correct them.He let them humiliate me.And I let him.I curled into myself, clutching the pillow like it could hold me together. My phone buzzed once — a message from Alex: “You okay?”I didn’t reply.I didn’t want Alex.I wanted Damon.I wanted the man who once told me I was his forever. The man who kissed me like I was oxygen. The man who promised I’d never be alone again.But maybe that man never existed.Maybe I was just a phase. A distraction. A rebellion.May
KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL CHAPTER 62: Branded Silence
Past: Shefali’s POV The next few days passed quietly. Peaceful, yes — but incomplete.I missed him.I kept expecting a call, a message, anything. But Damon didn’t reach out. Not once.Instead, he sent back a few essentials — my laptop, books, notes, innerwear, and some clothes. All branded, all pristine. But none of them felt like mine. The dresses were oversized, baggy, deliberately chosen to cover me up. I laughed when I saw them. His possessiveness was showing. But it was also annoying. I couldn’t wear those to university — not without looking like I’d borrowed someone else’s wardrobe.I knew he’d done it on purpose.I tried calling him. He didn’t answer. I knew I had upset him, but I couldn’t just break the news to parents or pick him over my parents. It had been five days since I’d seen him. Five days of silence. And it was making me restless.I was using my latest phone and SIM — both gifted by him. But I’d lied to everyone, saying I’d lost my old phone and broken my other, and
KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL CHAPTER 61: When Love isn't Enough
My parents.Dad was impatiently standing near the entryway, and Mom was seated on the couch, her head in her hands, looking worried and tired.I dropped Damon’s hand instinctively.I couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak. The last time we’d talked, I’d lied. Said I was fine. Said I was working late. Said I was always at home, busy studying.Damon stepped in behind me, silently giving me the courage to take a step forward.I stepped inside.“Mumma?” I called.She turned, eyes widening. “Shifu!”She ran to me, arms wrapping around me tightly. “Where were you? We were so worried!”Dad joined her; relief washed over his face. “You didn’t answer your phone, baby. We thought something had happened. Baby, we were so worried…”I didn’t let him finish.“I’m fine, Daddy…” I whispered. “I was just… uhh…. with a friend.”I lied.And I knew the moment I said it — I’d made a mistake.I side-glanced at Damon.His expression changed instantly.Was he pissed?Of course he was.He had just declared his love fo
KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL CHAPTER 61: When Love isn’t Enough - Part 1
Morning came, but the dread didn’t leave.I woke up tangled in Damon’s sheets, his arm draped over my waist like a claim. His breath was steady, his body warm against mine. But I couldn’t stop the chill crawling up my spine.I hadn’t slept.Not really.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw blood dripping from the punching bag. The limp body in the corner. Damon’s laughter echoing in that dungeon-like room. Ryan’s smirk. Alex’s casual chuckle.They weren’t horrified. They weren’t shaken.They were comfortable.Of course, they were comfortable. They had done that to those two men. Yes, those men were bad news — I knew that. But the state in which I saw them… it was inhuman.And that terrified me.I hadn’t said a word. Not last night. Not this morning. I didn’t dare.What if he knew I’d seen?What if he was waiting for me to bring it up?What if silence was the only thing keeping me safe?I slipped out of bed quietly, tiptoed to the bathroom, and stared at myself in the mirror. My eyes were
KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL CHAPTER 59: Blood, Bruises, and Secrets - Part 2
But I knew better. She was whispering something. Probably “Congratulations.” But her lips brushed his cheek, and her eyes flicked sideways — locking onto me with a smirk that screamed challenge.The announcer called some bigshot from of boxing, who handed Damon the WBC International Heavyweight Title, congratulating and praising him.The crowd roared.Cameras flashed.But my eyes were fixed on Annaida’s hand on Damon. The way she clung to him and the victory smile plastered on her face. A challenging look in her eyes. Mocking me.I felt small. As if I were nothing. Like I didn’t belong in this world of flashing cameras and designer gowns. Which was the Ultimate Truth.Alex, standing beside me, noticed. He placed a hand gently on my shoulder, trying to ground me, distract me. But it didn’t help. My gaze was locked on Damon.And Damon… he saw it.He saw the way my bright, glowing face dimmed. He saw the way I shrank beneath Annaida’s smirk. He noticed Alex’s hand on my shoulder.And som
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