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LISA My heart pounded but I still held myself together, his gun didn't make any noise meaning it's a Silencer . He Didn't even spare the body a glance, his eyes were on me and I could see the worry in those dark malicious eyes He stopped besides me and held my face gently, and he lifted my chin up so I can look at him. His figure was towering over me as if I was justCHAPTER 29 LISA My heart pounded but I still held myself together, his gun didn't make any noise meaning it's a Silencer . He Didn't even spare the body a glance, his eyes were on me and I could see the worry in those dark malicious eyes He stopped besides me and held my face gently, and he lifted my chin up so I can look at him. His figure was towering over me as if I was just a small little kid but then ,he just checked my body he seemed like he was looking for wounds. Then he diverted his gaze to me , I gently touched his hand, so he could not longer hold my chin. I'm only beginning, if he doesn't apologize then I'll just continue my coldness towards him. After his shenanigans I looked down." You can now go back to your Beth Cyrus I'm fine." I spoke coldly , I tried leaving but he
CHAPTER 28 LISA I didn’t walk in. The room just... quieted for me. The dress was red silk ,it Looked absolutely stunning up close. Strapless, with a soft sweetheart neckline that sat perfectly on my collarbones. It hugged my waist and hips, every curve like it remembered her, then fell into a long, liquid line that swayed when I walked. The back dipped low—two thin, delicate straps crossing over bare skin. And the slit. High on her thigh. Every step sent a flash through the crowd, and suddenly people started averting their eyes from me as if I were some sort of celebrity. The fabric caught the chandelier light and threw it back in quiet shimmers. My hair was swept up in a messy, elegant chignon with two pieces left out to frame her face. Haul was beside me, but it was as if he was invisible . Cyrus was looking at me like I was a queen who
CHAPTER 27LISA"Gawd I can't wait for tomorrow's Gala ." I muttered, looking at the card once more. I was really happy.What made my day was Chantel's message , she really knows the right time to strike.I walked in the house, I was just about to climb the stairs but someone stood in my way.And guess who it was?It was my evil mother-in-law ,she looked like she could slap me any moment."What's the use of keeping you in this house if you are going to do as you please, huh?" She spat I chuckled for a second and then shook my head."No mother, that's not a nice way to greet your daughter in-law."I smirked and she creased her brows."So when Beth told me you have grown horns, she was right." She spokeRight now her voice was laced with anger ,but she can't do any damn thing cause I don't intend to cut my horns of.If anyone deserves my attitude, then it's her.
CHAPTER 26 LISA POV“What do you mean by that? I really don’t get why I should play his game?” I muttered, crossing my arms. Chantel smirked at me like she already won. “Chill, babe. That’s why you have to listen to me. You’ll have him wrapped around your finger if you just listen.” I laughed. A real, tired laugh. “So wait? You really think Cyrus will get attached to me? He made it clear what we’re doing is strictly s_x and nothing else.” The word tasted bitter in my mouth. Chantel rolled her eyes so hard I thought they’d get stuck. “So dumb, Lisa. Are you done talking? Honestly, you should at least let me speak.” “Okay, Miss Bossy Pants,” I said, flopping onto her couch. “Talk.” She sat next to me, suddenly serious. “We both know Cyrus is cold. Heartless. A monster.” I nodded. “Sometimes he acts cold, then snaps out of it and acts nice,” I added quietly. “Exactly.” Chantel s
CHAPTER 25LISA POVIt wasn’t supposed to hurt me. It wasn’t supposed to feel like this. But my chest ached. Like someone was squeezing it with both hands. I never expected him to choose Beth. Not really. But a stupid, tiny part of me still hoped. Maybe he saw me. Maybe he liked me back. I was wrong. Besides… what did I expect from a man who kills and destroys for fun? Men like Cyrus King don’t develop feelings. They use people. They discard them. I was deep in my thoughts when I realized I’d stopped in front of his office door. It looked heavier today. Because behind it was the one person making me feel so small. But I had to open it. I had to face him. I turned the knob gently. There he was. Head down, eyes on his laptop. The blue light reflecting on that cold, perfect face. He didn’t even look up. I walked in and sat at my desk. Tried to look busy.
CHAPTER 24CYRUS The words settled over the room like a bomb.For the first time in years, I found myself speechless."...What?"My father's voice remained calm, almost too calm."You heard me."A dry laugh escaped my lips, completely devoid of humor."Mmm... interesting proposal, Father." I leaned back in my chair, my fingers tapping impatiently against the armrest. "Why now?"Mark and Camilla exchanged confused glances but wisely kept their mouths shut. They knew better than to interrupt a conversation between me and my father."I couldn't wait any longer, Cyrus," my father replied. "I'd like to see my son become more than a killing machine. I'd like to see you married... and maybe one day become a father."I scoffed."And who exactly told you I want marriage?" I asked coldly. I don't want any marriage with no one but he seems to always find a way to piss me.Silence fo







