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CHAPTER 39: Tangled In His Web
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His intense gaze made me anxious. He was contemplating.“I get it, we started off on the wrong foot,” he said, his voice a low, seductive rumble that seemed to wrap around me.He walked towards the cake and cut a small piece. Well, the cake was so tempting I couldn’t move my head, blame the foodie in me. He took advantage of my weakness and fed me the cake.I was stunned, perplexed..... at the way he responded to my slap….. by feeding a piece of cake.Was that a peace offering?“Let’s just forget the past and start fresh, okay? I’m Damon. Damon Knight.”Damon Knight. The name echoed in my mind, a sudden, chilling recognition.I am so doomed. Bran’s frantic warnings, his frantic blabbering that night, flooded my memory. Damon Knight, the name synonymous with danger, with power, with a reputation that preceded him in the most notorious circles. It couldn’t be. This man, the one who had just assaulted me, the one who had orchestrated this elaborate, confusing night, was the Damon Knight?
KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL CHAPTER 39: Tangled In His Web
My mind was still reeling, trying to process the sudden shift in atmosphere, the bizarre confrontation, and the chilling realization that this man was the one from the club. Was he truly the same person? Was I wrong? The stranger from the club had an American accent, distinct and pronounced. This man… his voice carried the sophisticated, clipped tones of a British accent and his voice was similar but not as deep and husky like Mr. Stranger. The discrepancy, though minor, only added to the bewildering chaos in my mind.His gaze, which had momentarily drifted to Ana, snapped back to me, an amused glint in his deep eyes.“Didn’t I just help you?” he asked, a hint of a smile playing on his lips, dangerously charming. “Then why on earth would you lash out at me, baby girl?” He sighed.“I apologize for the mess she made,” he said, his voice a smooth, captivating baritone.“My bad. And for that… here. Happy Birthday, baby girl.” He extended his hand, offering me the ruby ring that had been r
KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL CHAPTER 38: The Art Of Beautiful Deceit
“Didn’t she tell you it was her birthday? So don’t create a scene here. Just forget it, okay?” His tone was calm, almost dismissive, a stark contrast to the previous tension.To my utter disbelief, the woman who had just been a raging inferno of curses and insults transformed before my eyes. Her haughty demeanour dissolved, replaced by a meek, almost delicate posture. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and saccharine, her voice sweet and cloyingly coquettish.“Baby….. I was so excited when Alex called me and asked me to come here, informing me you had planned a surprise for me… and this wench ruined it for me…. For us Willy! You know how special I felt when I heard you planned a surprise for me… that too today… on your big day, you wanted to celebrate it with me… I’m so touched, baby.” She leaned into him, her arms wrapping around his waist in a possessive hug. Though she tried to kiss him he took a step back, embarrassing her.“Baby, don’t be upset, I didn’t mean to slap her. She ca
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My head snapped towards the sound. A figure emerged from the shadows, bathed in the soft, revealing light of the room. She was breathtakingly beautiful, elegantly dressed in a golden & maroon sequin tight short dress that clung to every curve of her voluptuous body. Her long, blonde hair, styled to perfection, cascaded down her back, reaching her waist. She walked with an almost predatory grace, as if on a runway, but her expression was anything but serene. Her eyes, narrowed and blazing with an unholy fire, were fixed on me, promising absolute annihilation.“…you bloody bitch…. how….who do you think you are…. to enter here…. and ruin my surprise…. I know people like you…. I don't even understand who even let such a low-class person like you inside our hotel….” Her words, a torrent of vitriol, continued to pour out, each one a sharp, stinging blow.Tears, hot and sudden, blurred my vision. The dream, the magic, the overwhelming sense of being special – it all shattered in an instant, r
KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL CHAPTER 36: A Tapestry of Dreams and A Shattered Reality
Unlike my head which was so chaotic and loud with all those thoughts, confusions, assumptions, fear, paranoia, anxiety, anger — The corridor was silent as I stepped into it, the soft click of my heels echoing faintly through the empty hallway. But this time, the solitude didn’t feel suffocating— it felt oddly calm, like the eye of a storm. It helped me clear my head, but the truth was I missed the comforting chaos of everyone together, but a thrill of anticipation, a premonition of something extraordinary, hummed beneath my skin.I pushed open the door to my room, and the world seemed to hold its breath. My gaze swept across the familiar space, then snagged, caught, on a vibrant splash of color on my bed. My breath hitched. Five exquisitely wrapped gift boxes, each a masterpiece in itself, sat nestled amidst a cascade of tissue paper. A joyful shriek escaped my lips, echoing the sudden surge of elation that flooded my veins. Beside the gifts, a pristine white lily and soft pink tulips
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"Happy birthday, babygirl…"....Then, as if he had never been there, the warmth vanished. My limbs released. The blindfold gone. The sheets stilled. Silence.I jolted upright, a sudden, violent awakening. My heart was a frantic drum, hammering against my ribs, each beat echoing in my ears. My breath came in ragged gasps, short, shallow, desperate. My body was slick with sweat, cold and clinging, despite the cool air in the room. My hair was plastered to my forehead, damp and heavy. I was panting, my lungs burning, as if I’d just run a marathon.My eyes snapped open, wide and wild, scanning the room frantically. The familiar decor of my hotel suite slowly coalesced from the shadows. The plush carpet, the elegant curtains, the imposing armchair in the corner. Everything was exactly as it had been when I fell asleep. The blinds were still drawn, plunging the room into a peaceful, early morning gloom. The air conditioning hummed softly.My hands flew to my face, touching my eyelids, fi
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