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Chapter fifteen– Back to Valerie
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Owed to the Devil Chapter Twenty — Bruised Ego, Bruised King
Grayson — POVNo. No, no, no.I stormed down the hall, my boots hitting the floor like gunshots. I yanked at my shirt collar, heat crawling up my neck.That look on her face.That look.Like I was some monster she had to survive. Like she was bracing for impact every time I came close.I ran a hand through my hair, gripping it at the roots, pacing in front of the window like a caged animal.No woman has ever rejected me.Not once. Not ever.They come before I even think of summoning them. Throw themselves at my feet. Whisper my name like it’s some kind of prayer.And she?She freezes. She stares at me like I’m her executioner.Grayson Voss doesn’t get rejected.“Goddammit!” I snapped, grabbing the crystal ashtray off the side table and hurling it at the wall. Shattered. Just like my patience.I caught sight of myself in the glass — hair a mess, eyes wild, shirt half open.What the hell was I doing?What is she doing to me?“She’s just a girl,” I muttered, pacing again. “Just a scared,
Owed to the Devil Chapter Nineteen: Back at the Manor
Isla – POVThe ride felt longer than it should’ve.Caleb didn’t say a word the whole time. Not that I was expecting a chat, but still the silence was deafening.I sat there, heart pounding, fingers fidgeting with the hem of my coat, my mind racing.Life has been cruel ever since I was littleIt has always been like thisBut i thought i had a flicker of hope when i went bavk to valerieyeah...."57" the new number life gave meetched on my bones and constantly remindedI buried my face in my palm and cried like my life depended on it The car suddenly turned and squeaked, I looked up to the familiar road, the one that led to the manor.And then I saw it.Voss Manor.Tall. Cold. Intimidating as ever.The gates opened like they’d been waiting for me. The car rolled in slow, like even it knew this wasn’t just some casual visit.I swallowed hard. My palms were sweaty.Caleb pulled up at the steps and got out, opening my door like I was some honored guest.I stepped out, legs wobbly, stari
Owed to the Devil Chapter Eighteen: Tears of regret
“I found a way you can pay off your father’s debt faster.”My heart nearly stopped.How?How?I didn’t even realize I’d whispered it. But he heard. Of course he heard.And his answer?“Come to the estate this weekend.”And then he was gone. Just... gone.I stared after him, my brain trying to catch up, trying to make sense of what the hell just happened.Okay. Okay. Breathe, Isla. Just... breathe.I stared at my pen like it was some kind of cursed object. Like maybe if I let go of it, everything would go back to normal. But my fingers wouldn’t loosen. They just... wouldn’t The class was basically a buzzing beehive of whispers.“Did you see that?”“Why her?”“Since when does Voss pick up anyone’s pen?”“Maybe she’s secretly his girlfriend.”"His girlfriend??? Girl she's on scorlaship here "Why would Voss girlfriend be a scorlaship student ?? Ewww"I wanted to disappear. Right there, into the floor.Like please, universe, can you just swallow me whole?And then came Zara.Oh no. Oh no
Owed to the Devil Chapter Seventeen: The unexpected visitor
Isla – POVIt was just another boring class.Well, boring until the door opened and in walked Dean Foster with him.Grayson Voss.My heart stopped. Literally stopped.The room went so quiet you could hear a pin drop.The Dean beamed like he’d just won the lottery.“Class, we’re honored today. Mr. Voss has been incredibly generous, making a major donation toward our library’s expansion. Please, a round of applause.”Nobody clapped right away.We were too busy staring.Because there he was, Grayson Voss in the flesh.Tailored suit that probably cost more than my tuition. That cold, sharp gaze. That air of don’t you dare mess with me.The whispers started immediately.“Is that Grayson Voss?”“No way, the youngest billionaire in the country?”“He’s hotter in real life.”“Isn’t he, like, super dangerous?”I shrank in my seat, heart hammering so hard I thought it’d burst.Why is he here?Has he changed his mind? Did he come to drag me back?And then Zara.Her eyes widened , real shock at f
Owed to the Devil Chapter Sixteen – Grayson’s Restless Week
Grayson – POVIt's been a weekSeven damn days.And the house felt empty.I sat behind my desk, the same stack of paperwork in front of me. Couldn’t read a damn word of it.Caleb stepped in, hesitated at the door like he didn’t want to get too close.“Boss... the shipment’s ready for sign-off.”I barely looked up.“Leave it.”“Sir?”“I said leave it.” My tone came out sharper than I meant, but hell..... I didn’t care.Caleb placed the folder down, probably relieved I didn’t snap his head off, and backed out without another word.I leaned back, dragging a hand down my face.Get a grip, Grayson.She’s just a girl. A maid. A distraction.And yet...Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her. The way she trembled slightly when she tried to congratulate me on an engagement I never wanted.The softness of her skin under my hands, the night I saved her from the club, Her scent that leaves trail behind wherever she passes through the houseFuck.I shot up from my chair, pacing like a caged anim
Owed to the Devil Chapter fifteen– Back to Valerie
Isla – POVI stepped out of the car, bag over my shoulder, and just... froze.Valerie Academy.God, it felt like I was stepping into a dream.Or maybe a memory.Same old iron gates. Same gravel crunch under my shoes. Same trees lining the walkway like they’re guarding something precious.And here I was. The girl who didn’t think she’d ever see this place again.I took a deep breath. The air smelled like wet leaves and chalk dust weird combo, but it was home in its own way.My heart clenched.I’m back.After everything .....the debts, the manor, the number 57 stitched into my uniform like a brand, the endless days of pretending I didn’t care I made it.I wanted to laugh. Or maybe cry. Or both.“Look at you, Isla Walker,” I whispered to myself, shifting my bag to my other shoulder. “Back where you belong. Sort of.”This was my fresh start. I could almost taste it like that first sip of tea after a long day.Valerie wasn’t perfect. The rumors. The snobs. The constant reminder that I did
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