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CHAPTER 47: Hearts in Collision - Part 2
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KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL Chapter 65: The Game Behind the Promise - Part 2
Damon said he’d help.But the way he said it — calm, calculated, too smooth — made something twist in my stomach.He didn’t ask for details.Didn’t ask what Rob had last said or where he’d last been seen.He just nodded, kissed my forehead, and said, “I’ll handle it.”And I believed him.Because I always did.But that night, I couldn’t sleep.I kept thinking about Rob — his easy smile, his stupid jokes, the way he always made sure I had water before studying, how he’d knock on my door just to ask if I’d eaten.He wasn’t just a friend.He was a constant.A quiet presence.A good one.And now he was gone.The next morning, Damon was already dressed — black shirt, sleeves rolled, phone in hand.“Any news?” I asked.He looked up, expression unreadable. “Not yet.”I hesitated. “Did you check with the university?”He nodded. “They’re useless. They won’t act unless it’s been seventy-two hours.”“It's already 72 hrs, maybe even more. What about his housemates?”“My men spoke with them. Three
KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL CHAPTER 65: The Game Behind the Promise - Part 1
PASTShefali’s POV Like he’d promised, Damon took me to the locked room.The fourth door.The one he’d winked at before.He didn’t say much — just opened it slowly, letting me step in first.And I did.I gasped.The room was… art.Dark, decadent, and hypnotic.Walls draped in crimson velvet. Mirrors on the ceiling and most of the walls, reflecting every angle, every breath. The lighting was low, tinted red, casting shadows that danced like secrets.It wasn’t just a room.It was a stage.A sanctuary.A playground.Shelves lined the walls — sleek, black, and gleaming. Stocked with things I didn’t even know existed. Silk restraints. Leather cuffs. Velvet blindfolds. Intricate harnesses. Sculpted toys in every shape and size. Some looked elegant. Some looked terrifying. All of them whispered one thing: submission.There was a chaise lounge in the center. A padded bench. A glass cabinet with polished steel instruments. A sound system embedded into the walls. The air smelled faintly of san
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
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