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The Truths Revealing Slowly
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2025-05-05 03:29:51
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My Wife, My Blackmailer The mask
Evelyn's POV I stared at the mask in my trembling hands, the artificial face staring blankly back at me. Its stillness was disturbing, but the craftsmanship was terrifyingly perfect. Every pore, every lash… it looked real. Too real.My voice barely rose above a whisper. “I wear this… and become someone else?”Dave’s eyes were steady on me, but there was a storm beneath them. He nodded once, jaw clenched. “Not someone else. Someone they trust. Someone who can walk through their front door without raising suspicion.”I looked up at him, my breath shaky. “And what if I fail? What if they know?”His brow furrowed. “You won’t fail. Not this time. You’ve been through hell and came out alive. You’re ready.”The room felt colder somehow. I took a deep breath, nodded slowly, and stood, gripping the mask tighter. “Let’s do it.”~~~The hotel room was quiet. We’d switched locations just an hour before, and I knew exactly why. I’d told Dave the truth: someone had followed us to the last place. I
My Wife, My Blackmailer The escape
Evelyn's POVThe door slammed shut behind me with a clang that echoed in my bones. The room was pitch black, the kind of darkness that swallowed everything, even hope. The guards didn’t care. They didn’t say a word. They just shoved me in like a sack of trash, the door locking with a brutal finality.I stumbled forward and crashed against the cold, unforgiving wall. My hands stretched out, searching, trembling. There was nothing but stone, shadows, and silence. My breath came out in harsh gasps. My heart was in a frenzy, hammering so loud it filled the room."Help me! Please! Somebody! Get me out of here!" I screamed, banging my fists against the wall. My voice bounced off the walls, wild and desperate. "I can’t stay here, please!"But no one came.I kept hitting, harder and harder, my knuckles beginning to sting and swell. Tears blurred my vision. I sank to the floor, shaking, curling into myself like a child. The room was ice, and my body felt brittle, like it could snap.Then I hea
My Wife, My Blackmailer Found out
Evelyn’s POVI was shaking. Not the subtle kind you could hide with stillness, but the kind that made your bones rattle. My knees buckled beneath the weight of dread, my fingers trembling so badly I could barely keep them curled into fists at my sides. My breathing was shallow, desperate, each inhale burning through my chest like fire.She had evidence. Proof. There was no way out of this.My mind screamed, a thousand thoughts colliding all at once. I wanted to run, to disappear into the walls, to vanish before she could open her mouth and seal my fate.Please, God. Please. I don't care what it takes, just get me out of this. Anything.Her lips parted, rage written across every taut line of her face. She was just about to speak, to unleash her wrath when..CRASH.A loud shatter tore through the air like a gunshot.Everyone's heads whipped toward the sound.A maid had rushed in, young, panicked, and in her haste, she'd collided with Louis’s mother. The tray she carried slipped from her
My Wife, My Blackmailer Behind the Mask
Evelyn’s POVHer eyes were cold, hard as stone. I could see it clearly now, even through the soft lighting of the room. This wasn’t just supervision. She didn’t want to make sure the injection went in, she wanted to see it, feel the victory. She wanted control. Her whole body hummed with it.She didn’t trust me. Not for a second.“Ma'am, I said you can’t go in with me,” I said again, trying to keep my voice level despite the tremor that cracked through it.She halted in her steps and turned slowly. Her face twitched—jaw flexing, one brow lifted like she couldn’t believe what she just heard. Her lips curled with disdain, and then—SLAP!Her hand struck my cheek so hard, I stumbled. My legs gave out under the shock, and I hit the cold floor with a muted thud, my face stinging. My vision blurred for a second. The pain wasn’t just physical, it was humiliation, fear, helplessness all rolled into one blow.I crouched there, dazed, hands gripping the floor, body shivering.“What the hell is
My Wife, My Blackmailer Unwelcome Visitors
Evelyn’s POVI was shaking.Not the kind of nervous tremble that passes after a breath. No. My whole body was trembling, my teeth clamped together so tight I thought I’d chip one. My hand hovered inches from the door handle, suspended in the air, fingers cold and twitching. The knock had stopped, but its echo still throbbed in my bones.I leaned forward, pressing my ear gently against the door. The surface was cool, unnaturally so. I listened, holding my breath like even that small sound could give me away. Nothing. Silence. No more knocking. No shuffling footsteps. Just... quiet.“Dave?” I whispered, my lips barely moving. No answer.Then, my phone lit up in the dark room.I jumped so hard I nearly screamed.An unknown number. My stomach turned.With trembling fingers, I slid the green icon and pressed the phone to my ear, not saying anything at first.“Hello?” Dave’s voice came through, low and soft.I sagged against the door, knees nearly buckling in relief. “Dave…?”“Are you sleep
My Wife, My Blackmailer Hideouts
Evelyn’s POVThe drive to the hideout was silent. Dave’s hands were tight on the wheel, his knuckles white under the streetlight glow. I sat next to him, my fingers curled in my lap, still gripping that leftover fear from earlier like it was stitched into my skin.The road narrowed into shadows and thick trees, the kind that muffled sound and made the night feel endless. We were heading back to the place we’d been staying, the hideout. Our temporary safety net. But as soon as the car rolled to a stop outside the small house, Dave’s body tensed beside me like he’d been jolted awake from a bad dream.“Wait,” he said sharply, his voice low but cutting through the silence like glass. He stared ahead, eyes narrowed, scanning the dark.I froze, halfway through unbuckling my seatbelt. “What is it?”He didn’t answer immediately. His whole body shifted forward as he squinted through the windshield. “Something’s not right.”The air turned heavier. I sat perfectly still, my heart pounding again
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