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Glass Shattered
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2025-05-07 22:05:37
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My Wife, My Blackmailer If he doesn't pick, your mom dies.
Evelyn’s POVWhat the hell was happening?What was he trying to do to me right now?One moment he was quiet, cold, distant, treating me like a ghost that wandered into his life. The next, he was… this.I watched, stunned, as he unbuckled his belt with one swift motion, the metallic click echoing in the room like a gunshot. His eyes were dark, possessive, burning with something I couldn’t understand.He stormed toward me.Panic surged through my chest. My body acted before my mind could catch up. I scrambled back, desperate to get away.But he was faster.He grabbed me and pinned me to the bed, his strength overwhelming mine.“You’re not leaving,” he growled, voice low and chilling. “You’re staying. You’re going to perform your wifey duties.”My heart dropped.My throat dried up.No. No, no, no.Did he mean—?Sex?This couldn’t be real. We’d been married for years, yet he had never once touched me. Never glanced at me like a man should look at his wife. He kept me in a separate part of
My Wife, My Blackmailer You're sleeping with him?
Louis POV I sat alone in the office, the dim light from my desk lamp barely cutting through the shadows in the room. The recording echoed in my ears—over and over again. That voice. That damn voice. It haunted me like a ghost I couldn’t exorcise. I kept playing it, rewinding, replaying, listening. It was embedded in my brain now. A woman. A man. One demanding divorce. The other is threatening to take everything from me. Who the hell were they?I leaned forward, elbows on the table, running a hand through my hair in frustration. There was nothing familiar about the woman. Her voice was one of a kind, soft and different, but with an undertone of steel. Could she be doing this on her own? Or was she being used? Forced? And that man… I could see him. His face burned into my memory, his eyes wild, his grip tight around the knife that had stabbed into me. But the rest was a blur. Why did I feel like I should remember him? Why couldn't I?He said I would pay. For what?My fists clenched
My Wife, My Blackmailer The recording.
Louis POV The moment she stepped out of the bathroom, everything around me faded into silence.Time paused.My eyes locked onto her, and it felt like they’d been chained, tethered, unable to look away. She was glowing, wrapped in nothing but water droplets and vulnerability. Her body… sculpted, delicate, and sensually terrifying. The gentle curve of her waist, the slope of her hips, the soft glimmer between her thighs, God, it was unreal. She hadn’t seen me at first, but when our eyes met, I could see the shock flash through hers like lightning tearing through a stormy sky.She froze. Her hands reached for something, anything, to cover herself, trembling as though her body had betrayed her. She didn’t speak. Of course, she couldn’t. Her silence screamed louder than any words could. And for a split second, I stood there, transfixed, straining against every moral thread left in me.Then I turned.“I didn’t see anything,” I muttered, voice hoarse with guilt and desire. “I saw nothing.”
My Wife, My Blackmailer Glass Shattered
Evelyn's POVThe room spun.Erica’s screams sliced through the air like broken glass, each word cutting deeper than the last. The police officer's hand hovered near his holster, and everyone in the room seemed to be holding their breath, except him.The demon.Standing there so casually, like chaos wasn’t blooming around him. Like he hadn’t whispered venom into my ear seconds ago. Like he wasn’t holding a syringe meant for murder.But no one noticed. Not even Louis.My heart thundered. My lips moved soundlessly. My hands twitched at my side, wanting to scream in signs, but frozen by fear.“What are you guys doing?” Louis’s voice was sharp now, commanding, as he stepped forward, shielding me. “Do not come closer to my wife.”The cops flinched. One even took a cautious step back.“The wind is bad,” the younger one muttered to his partner, as if reading the tension in the room like a weather forecast.“Why won’t we come closer to your wife?” the older officer asked, tone clipped and chal
My Wife, My Blackmailer Handcuff Her Now
Evelyn’s POVWhat do I do now?No, no, no. I’m caught.Right in the act. And there’s no way to explain myself. Not this time.“Evelyn,”His voice hit me like a slap, stern, commanding, unmistakable.“Why the hell are you wearing this?”The thunder in his tone rattled through my bones. His eyes scanned me, narrowed, sharp as a blade. My whole body started trembling. My brain was scrambling, clawing through thoughts, searching for an excuse, a way out, anything. But nothing came. Just static.“EVELYN!”His voice roared louder this time. My chest tightened. My knees buckled slightly as I turned toward him, trying to sign something, anything.“What are you doing?”His voice cracked again, now laced with something dangerous, betrayal? Disappointment? “You know I don’t understand sign language! Why are you doing this? Where’s your iPad?”I couldn’t answer. I just kept signing, desperate, but helpless.“I understand sign language,” Dave chimed in gently from the side, like some kind of quiet
My Wife, My Blackmailer The Delivery Guy
Evelyn's POVHow the hell did I end up in this mess?It’s his calmness for me. The way he just stands there, relaxed like he didn't just knock the air out of someone’s lungs. Like he didn’t just flip my world upside down and chain me to the weight of this terrifying silence. I swear, it’s the calm ones you should fear the most. And something tells me… this was always part of his plan.After that horrifying incident in the restroom, he took me. Just like that. Gone. And I’m sure Louis is tearing the city apart looking for me. But he’ll never find me, not while this man, this... devil in a perfectly tailored suit, keeps me hidden.I regret everything. The day I shook his hand. The day I agreed to work for him. I thought I hated Louis. But this man? I don’t even know his name, and I hate him more. To me, he’s always just been the kidnapper. But no more.From now on, I’m calling him the demon.He was on a call with Louis. I could hear the rage building in his voice as the conversation end
My Wife, My Blackmailer The Truths Revealing Slowly
Louis’ POV“Evelyn!” I kept calling her name, over and over again, my voice cracking with desperation. But she didn’t answer. She was gone. Just… gone.She had fled right after I saved her on the rooftop after I pulled her back from the ledge she was seconds away from falling off. I thought she'd fall into my arms, maybe cry, maybe even say thank you. But no. Nothing. She just ran. Like I was the enemy.Now she was nowhere to be found.I tried calling her phone, and when it didn’t go through, I tried again. And again. My fingers trembled as I redialed, my heart pounding with a horrible rhythm that made me feel like I was suffocating. What the hell was going on?Why wasn’t she picking up?A part of me wanted to believe she just needed space but space didn’t explain the pit in my stomach that grew larger with every unanswered call.And then I saw him.A man. Dressed head to toe in black. Face covered. Entering into the building. Like a shadow with intent.My heart skipped a beat.No no,
My Wife, My Blackmailer You talk?
Eveyeln’s POV“Eveyeln, I’ve been looking for you.”His voice sliced through the silence like a blade, low and tense as he stepped toward me. I instinctively backed away, heart punching against my ribs. I could feel the fear crawling up my spine, leaving a trail of icy goosebumps.But then… his eyes shifted.To my hands.To the phone.Shit.I tucked it behind me, quick, but not quick enough.“You got another phone?” he asked, eyes narrowing.I didn’t answer couldn’t. I just held onto the silence like it was a shield, even as dread churned in my gut. Instead, I snatched my iPad from my bag and typed a single word:No.I slipped the phone into my bag, my hands trembling just slightly. I needed to leave. I needed to get away from his gaze, his questions, the heat of suspicion radiating from him.But before I could even take a full step, his hand shot out and gripped my wrist. Tight.My breath caught in my throat.“I heard a voice when I got here,” he said slowly, like he was tasting each
My Wife, My Blackmailer The Rooftop
Evelyn’s POVErica walked toward me slowly, a sly smirk curling at her lips. She leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper cold, cutting. “You’re very smart,” she said, her breath brushing my ear. “If you hadn’t played your little game, your mother would’ve been in real danger.” My eyes widened, my pulse quickening.How on earth did she know about my mother?She annoyed me even when we were kids. Every time she got hurt and her mean mom asked what happened, she’d point at me. I’d get beaten and grounded for no reason. This went on for years. Then she had an accident, and things got worse. They blamed me for her death for years, even though she was alive and fine. Her mom knew the truth but still treated me like trash. Even my real dad didn’t care. No one believed me. I was always the bad one. Now, all I want is for her to come back and take my useless husband. He was meant for her anyway.My hands clenched. For a second, I forgot where I was. The urge to swing at her was so strong I
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