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8:What Petra Knows
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2026-05-05 06:12:16
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The Devil Wears Two Faces 9:You Want A Repeat Performance?
Reva's POVI got scared when the door flung open without knock. Nico came in like it was his house. Actually it is.“There will be a press conference,” he said the moment he stepped inside.I stood there in my short, flimsy nightwear, arms crossed over my chest. “Can’t you knock? This is my bedroom!”Nico scoffed. “Which is in my house. You are my wife, Reva. If I want to see you naked, I will. If I really want to, I can bend you over that bed right now and fuck you senseless.”My eyes went wide. Heat rushed up my neck fast. How he talked, so mean and without feelings, made my gut hurt. I hated how my body reacted to his crude words.“You are a really crass fellow,” I said, trying to sound angry.“That crassness is what got me this far in life,” he replied without any feeling.He continued like nothing happened. “The press conference is in thirty minutes. It is your first time appearing in public as my wife. We need to act good and feed the hungry paparazzi. They have been chasing us
The Devil Wears Two Faces 8:What Petra Knows
Petra’s POV“Oh my goodness… I am so sorry.”One second I was laughing, the next, I crashed into someone.My drink spilled all over his shirt.“Oh… God, I did not see you…” I rushed, already pulling out my handkerchief. “Let me clean it, please, I am so…”His hand caught mine mid-air.“Do not touch me.” His voice was cold.I froze.He looked at me like I had done something worse than spill a drink.Then he walked away.I blinked after him, still holding my stupid handkerchief.“What the hell… Who does he think he is?”I scoffed, louder this time. “I said I was sorry.”What more does he want? A public apology? A press conference?Arrogant bastard.I turned back to my table, forcing a smile.One of my friends leaned forward. “Petra… are you okay? You look like you saw a ghost.”“A ghost?” another one laughed. “Please. She looks like she wants to fight someone.”“I am fine,” I said quickly. “Let’s drink. The night is still young.”We raised our glasses.“To new beginnings!”I drank fast.
The Devil Wears Two Faces 7: Casa Castellano
Reva's POV"It is too quiet here."The car drove into the estate as the gates opened automatically. What a Mafia techie the Castellanos are.I got out of the car and looked up at the big house.Casa Castellano. That is its name. It did not look like a home nor a safe haven, rather it looked like a giant stone box. A beautiful, sad, quiet box.And my life is about to run down that path.I looked around but found no one, there was no single soul seen on the premises except for the woman who stood by the door.She looked at me like I was a little ghost. And just from that I got that she does not like me. Well I do not like her either."Welcome, Signora Castellano," she said. "I am Elena. I will show you around."Signora Castellano hun?The name felt too big for me. Nico did not wait, did he?He could not even let me enjoy my maiden name for a little bit.Elena started walking and I followed her. I held my bag so tight my hands hurt.Where are the maids? Could they not just appear and get
The Devil Wears Two Faces 6:The Last Morning
Reva's POV"Oh shit!"I slapped the alarm off before it could shriek. I lay there glancing at the ceiling of my home. The unchanged ceiling I had stared at every morning for three years.This was my last morning here.I sat up slowly. My chest felt tight. This place was mine. The quiet mornings with coffee. The midnight sessions at my blueprint workstation. The specific way the morning light came through the left window and hit the floor at an angle that made the whole room look golden for exactly eleven minutes before it moved on.The life I forged independently so no soul could strip it from me.Now I had to abandon that life.I rose to my feet and made my way to the closet. My palms trembled as I hauled out the boxes. I would not take everything, only what mattered.I packed my drafting tools first. The pencils, the rulers, the notebooks full of sketches. These were my real life, not the freaking stupid contract waiting for me in Sicily.I picked up the small box of photos. Me and
The Devil Wears Two Faces 5:I Say Get Out
Reva's POV Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.I grabbed the bat from under my bed and pressed my back to the wall.The door opened.I swung hard.“REVA!”I stopped the bat two inches from Petra’s face.We stared at each other.“What is wrong with you?” Petra pressed her hand to her chest. “You almost killed me.”“I almost killed an intruder,” I said. My hands shook. “And what are you doing here?”She looked at the bat, then at me, and lifted the bottle. “Barolo. 2018. Your favorite. I thought we could talk.”I lowered the bat.She walked past me, set the bottle on the counter, and dropped onto my sofa. “You are not going to offer me a glass?”“Petra.”“Sit down, Reva. You are making me nervous standing there like that.”I put the bat down but stayed on my feet. “I asked you a question.”She poured two glasses anyway and held one out. I did not take it. She shrugged and set it on the table. “I heard you signed the contract.”“Who told you?”“Papa called.” She tucked her feet under her. “I am gla
The Devil Wears Two Faces 4:Signed
Reva's POV “What the… What are you doing here?”Nico Castellano stood against a black sedan, arms at ease, like he had been waiting right there the whole time.“Get in the car.”“I just left your office thirty minutes ago.”He opened the passenger door. “Get in.”I looked at the folder in my hand, then at him. I got in.He shut the door, walked around, and started the car.“You knew I would not come back,” I said, voice shaking.“Yes.”“So you came after me.”“I came for my answer.”I opened the folder on my lap. My hands would not stop trembling. “I want the heir clause removed.”“No.”The word hit me like a punch. “I am a person,” I whispered. Tears burned my eyes. “Not a machine you can use to make a baby.”“So?”“You cannot be serious.” My voice broke. “You are asking me to have a child with a stranger just to fix your reputation…”“The clause stays.” His voice stayed low and cold. It scared me more than shouting ever could.I felt something inside me crack. I blinked hard so the
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