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“Why Didn’t You Kill Me?”
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2025-11-22 00:53:16
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THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS Not a dime...yet he took her
Camila's PovThe living room felt heavier than usual.Not loud. Not exactly tense. Just… thick. Like the air itself was waiting for someone to say the wrong thing.I sat across my parents on the couch, hands clasped loosely in my lap, trying to look calmer than I actually felt. I wasn’t.“I’m taking Rynna to see Nyx,” I said.Simple words.But they carried heavy meaning.My mother’s brows pulled together immediately. “Now? Why would Nyx want her suddenly? School hasn’t even closed for the term.”I expected that.I gave her a small smile. “She knows that, Mom. But right now… sending Rynna over is the best thing.”I stretched the last part slightly, letting my eyes flick toward the hallway. A silent message.Don’t ask more.Not here.Not where little ears could be listening.Renz’s name was never really spoken around Rynna. And I wasn’t about to start now.Mom caught the hint. Her lips pressed into a thin line.“Where is she now?” she whispered.“In her room,” I replied quietly. “Prete
THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS The first Strike...
Maria's PovThe highway stretched long and quiet under the night sky, headlights cutting through the dark like a blade. My fingers rested loose on the steering wheel, but my mind was far away.Back in Colombia.Back in Ricardo’s arms.A slow smile tugged at my lips.God… that man.His hands were still ghosting over my skin in memory — warm, rough, claiming. The way he’d looked at me like I was both trouble and reward. I could still see it — that flicker in Ricardo’s eyes when I whispered that name — Renz. The dead man walking. The nightmare returning.I'll tell you what...I liked men who felt alive when danger breathed close.And Ricardo… he burned.And then… the way he pulled me closer after. Like danger itself made him want me more.My thighs pressed together slightly at the memory. Heat curled low in my stomach. That man had a way of making chaos feel intimate… like the world could burn and we’d still be tangled in the flames.I exhaled slowly.Focus.Italy came back into view as
THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS A death sentence: Renz is Alive
Ricardo's PovI was stretched back on the couch, one leg crossed over the other, giving out lazy orders like a king bored of his own kingdom.“Check the east docks again,” I said lazily. “I want no surprises tonight.”“Yes, boss,” one of them replied.Another stood closer. “The shipment—”“Handled,” I cut in. “Get it done.”He nodded fast....already walking away.The room smelled of whiskey and smoke. Low lights. Heavy silence..And then—The air shifted.I felt it before I saw it.Not loud. Not sudden. Just… different.My men felt it too. Their shoulders stiffened. Their voices died mid-sentence. Every instinct in the room went alert.I lifted my gaze slowly toward the door.And there she was.Maria.For a second, I forgot how to breathe.It had been a while since I’d last seen her, but damn—time had been kind. She looked even better now. Dangerous. Confident. Like fire wrapped in silk. Her dress clung to her body like it knew it belonged there...just beautiful in a way that made men
THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS Back to the beginning...!
Gabriel's PovThe night had already pissed me off before I got home.The club was loud, stupid, and full of people pretending not to notice how badly things were shifting. I left late than usual, head pounding, patience gone. All I wanted was to see Nyx, confirm she was home, remind myself that at least one thing was still under my control.I went straight upstairs.Nyx’s door was unlocked.Her room was quiet.I stepped in and scanned the space without thinking—bed untouched, lights off, her bag gone. No shoes by the door. No movement in the bathroom. Just nothing.I checked again. Slower this time.Still nothing.Then I glanced at my watch.3:25 a.m.Nyx was never out this late. Never.A slow irritation crawled up my spine.I turned and headed back downstairs, my steps sharp, already forming questions. The men on guard straightened when they saw me....which already told me I wouldn’t like their answer.“Where’s Nyx?” I asked.They exchanged a look.One of them cleared his throat. “Bo
THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS "Long time no see....old friend"
We walked in properly, Nyx stayed close to me as we moved into the hall side by side. I didn’t rush.I didn’t slow down either. I wanted them to see her clearly. I wanted them to understand.This wasn’t just a return.This was home finding its way back.We reached the head table and took our seats. Only then did everyone else sit.I rested my hands on the table and lifted my gaze, scanning every face. Familiar men. Old allies. Survivors of wars that were supposed to have buried me.“My world is here,” I said calmly.I glanced at Nyx, then back at them.“And because of that, we can finally move forward.”No noise. Just attention.“My message should have reached far by now,” I continued. “Gabriel will notice. Once he realizes Nyx is gone, curiosity will take over.”A few smiles appeared. Tight ones. And a few knowing looks were exchanged.“And Malachi?” I scoffed softly. “He got the message too. He knows who came back for him.”I let that sink in, straightening slightly.“So stay sharp
THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS The day I lost control
Renz's PovWaiting had never been my thing.I ruled by action. Blood. Precision. Control.But that morning, standing by the tall glass window, watching the empty driveway, I felt ridiculous.Desperate.Nyx had always done this to me.She bent the rules of my nature without trying. Somehow, she always had.Everything was ready.The hall had been prepared exactly how I wanted it—quiet, clean, untouched. Bianca handled it personally, and I trusted her judgment. I had ordered Rob and the others out of sight. Until Nyx arrived, no man was to be present. Not even Lord Bronco. Not even his shadows.No questions were asked.They knew the drill.Still, the silence pressed against my skull.Are they late… or am I losing my mind?Marco was a man who respected time. He valued it. Guarded it.So why weren’t they here yet?I dragged a hand through my hair, jaw tight.I swear, if he’s late…But the truth sat heavier beneath the irritation.I hadn’t told Marco everything. I had kept quiet about Nyx’s
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