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CHAPTER 11- My world
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2026-04-06 03:19:14
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OWING THE DEVIL CHAPTER 13- SLEEK CARS AND TENSE NERVES
MATILDA’S POVThe building didn’t look like the kind of place that ruined people.That was my first mistake.Glass. Steel. Clean lines that caught the sunlight and threw it back like something expensive and untouchable. Everything about Gideon Vale Automobiles whispered control. Not chaos. Not danger.Control.The kind that didn’t need to raise its voice.The car slowed as we approached the entrance, and before it even fully stopped, the doors were already opening.Not automatic.People.Waiting.Of course.I didn’t move immediately when the car door opened for me. I don’t know why. Maybe some part of me thought if I delayed long enough, I wouldn’t have to step into whatever this was.Gideon stepped out first.No hesitation. No pause.The same way he did everything.And just like that, the air shifted.It was subtle, but I felt it.Heads turning. Conversations lowering. Movements sharpening.No one greeted him loudly. No one rushed him.But everyone noticed.That was somehow worse.I
OWING THE DEVIL CHAPTER 12- Oh shit!
MATILDA’S POVThe banging came again.Like the person was doubting their decision to knock but Knocking anyways.I groaned into my pillow, dragging it over my head like that could block out reality for five more minutes. I'd barely slept in days.“Matilda!”My eyes snapped open.That was Ruth, my mom. Her voice sounded unsure and wrong.I pushed myself up, hair falling into my face in every direction like it had personally decided to betray me this morning.“What?” I called, my voice thick with sleep and annoyance.My door creaked open just enough for her face to appear, pale and unsure.“Baby… I don’t want to alarm you,” she said slowly, which of course immediately alarmed me, “but there’s… there’s a car outside.”I frowned. “A car?”She nodded, stepping in now. “A black one. Big. It’s been sitting in the driveway like it was waiting or watching.” she lowered her voice, like the car might hear her, “—it looks… menacing.”My stomach dropped.No! No, no, no.“Did someone come out of it
OWING THE DEVIL CHAPTER 11- My world
GIDEON VALEThe den was always quieter during the day.Not silent, Just… restrained.Like a beast that knew how to sit still when it needed to.I stood at the far end of the corridor, half-shadowed, watching.Blossom’s voice carried first. Bright and chirpy. It didn’t belong here, and yet it threaded through the walls like it had always existed inside them.Then her.Matilda.She walked beside Blossom, slower. Not hesitant-she wasn’t the type-but observant. Her eyes moved constantly, taking things in, dissecting, refusing to look overwhelmed even when she should have been.Most people shrank the first time they stepped past the walls.She didn’t.She absorbed.That was worse.My jaw tightened slightly.“Careful,” Ashton’s voice slid in beside me. “You’re staring.”“I’m observing.”He snorted softly, like I’d just told a joke I didn’t realize I made.“Right. Observing,” he echoed. “Is that what we’re calling it now?”I didn’t look at him.“She’s new,” I said flatly. “I need to know how
OWING THE DEVIL CHAPTER 10- tour of hell
MATILDA'S POV Home didn’t feel like home anymore.It felt like a waiting room.Like something was coming for it… and we were just sitting here pretending we didn’t hear the footsteps.I pushed the door open quietly, hoping—stupidly—that maybe Mom would be asleep.She wasn’t.Of course she wasn’t.She sat on the couch, knees pulled slightly together, hands clasped so tightly in her lap it looked painful. The TV was on, but muted. Just flashing colors dancing across her face like a distraction she wasn’t even watching.Her head snapped up the second she heard me.“Matilda.”That one word held too much. Relief. Fear. Questions she hadn’t asked yet.I forced something like a smile. It felt wrong on my face.“Hey, Ruth.” I always called my mom by her first name.She stood immediately, like she’d been waiting for permission to move.“You’re late,” she said, voice careful. Not accusing. Just… fragile.“I know.” I dropped my bag by the door, shrugging off my jacket like the weight of the day
OWING THE DEVIL CHAPTER 9_ Against the wall
MATILDA’S POVThe second morning didn’t feel like a morning.It felt like death.Like I had sold my soul to the devil and he had finally circled back to collect his debt.I stood outside the gates again, the same way I had yesterday, but it didn’t feel the same. Yesterday, I was scared but highly determined.. Today was quieter.Quieter in a dangerous way.Like my brain had finally stopped arguing with the situation and started… adjusting.And that scared me more than anything.The gates opened before I could press the bell.Of course they did.Of course nothing here waited for permission.I stepped in slowly, my boots crunching softly against the gravel before the sound disappeared into the kind of silence that didn’t feel natural. The kind of silence that made you aware of yourself. Your breathing. Your heartbeat. The way your shoulders held tension like they didn’t trust the air.I hated this place.I hated that I was back.I hated that I didn’t turn around.The walk up the driveway
OWING THE DEVIL CHAPTER 8- THE EXPERIMENT
GIDEON VALEI could still feel her presence lingering in the hallway, like heat trapped in walls after a fire. Stubborn. Refusing to leave.Ashton exhaled a low chuckle behind me.“Well,” he said, dragging the word like he had all the time in the world. “I guess she listens. That’s new.”I said nothing.My gaze stayed fixed on the empty doorway.“She didn’t run,” he added, pushing off the counter. “Also new.”“She’s desperate,” I replied flatly.Ashton hummed like he didn’t quite agree.“Desperate people cry, beg or fold.” His head tilted slightly. “That one bites.”My jaw tightened.“I’ll tame that.”The words came out calm. Certain.It wasn't a threat- I didn't do threats- it was a fact.Ashton went quiet for a second. I almost welcomed the silence, but he interrupted it with laughter. Ugly humourless laughter.“Yeah,” he said. “You always think that.”I turned to him, instinctively defensive.“What’s that supposed to mean?”His grin widened, but there was something else behind it n
OWING THE DEVIL CHAPTER 7- THE PUPPETEER AND HIS PUPPET
MATILDA'S POV The air outside his house felt too clean to be real.It should've probably stank of all the hearts and hopes he'd crushed.I stood in front of the gates at 6AM exactly, bag strap cutting into my shoulder, eyes slightly burning from lack of sleep. The night had been a mess of tossing
OWING THE DEVIL CHAPTER 6- THE DEVIL'S DEAL
MATILDA'S POV I should have walked out.That thought sat in my chest, heavy and loud, like it was trying to claw its way up my throat.I should have walked out.But I didn’t.Because standing in front of Gideon Vale, with his calm voice and colder eyes, I knew one thing with a clarity that made me
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