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Chapter Thirty-two : Husband, I'm not giving up.
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The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Eighty-Six : Jealous Husband
Dinner was a performance.That was the only word for it. Two people seated across a table, passing dishes, pouring water, existing in the same room with the practiced ease of people who had done this many times except that tonight something sat between them that neither of them named, a presence as real as a third person at the table, eating all the food and saying nothing.Lorenzo was courteous.That was the worst part.Not cold in the obvious way, not clipped or short or visibly withdrawn. He asked her how her afternoon had been. He mentioned something Anita had sent over about the shop. He refilled her glass without being asked. Every gesture was exactly what it should have been and not one degree warmer, and she sat across from him and felt the distance like a physical thing, like a drop in temperature in a room where the windows hadn't moved.She had tried to speak to him on the stairs.She had caught him in the hallway before dinner and said his name and he had turned and looked
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Eighty-Five: His brother wants me.
Her little nemesis found her , or rather she found him in the library.He was actually reading, legs stretched out on the old leather sofa near the window, a book open across his chest, the afternoon light falling across him in the particular lazy way it did in that room at that hour. He looked unbothered. Comfortable. Like a man with nothing on his conscience and nowhere pressing to be.She had always found that quality in him disarming.Today it just made her tired."Lucian," she said.He looked up. Saw her face. Closed the book."You look like you've had a day," he said."Several," she said. She came and sat in the armchair across from him not close, not pointed, just the nearest available seat. She had told herself on the way down the stairs that this would be a simple conversation. Necessary but simple. She would say what needed saying and he would hear it and that would be that.She was already sensing it wasn't going to be that."I need to talk to you about something," she said
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Eighty- Four: The silence between Them
Lorenzo told her everything in the kitchen.Not in the study where strategy lived. Not at the long table covered in files and photographs and carefully organized plans.The kitchen.Morning light spilled through the windows, pale and quiet. A cup of coffee sat untouched between them, already going cold. Somewhere outside, gravel shifted softly beneath the gardener’s rake.Ordinary sounds.Ordinary light.And then Lorenzo told her that Viktor knew she was the witness.Not recently.Not because of some mistake they’d made.He had always known.Natalie stared at him without speaking as the words settled heavily into the room.But it was the next part that changed everything.Lorenzo told her he had known too.Before the wedding.Before the contract.Before she ever stepped into this house.The reason he had taken her away from Viktor Roman on what was supposed to have been her wedding day had never been convenience or business or even strategy.It had been survival.He had done it becaus
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Eighty-Three: Viktor Calls
The call came on a Friday morning while Lorenzo was shaving.Later, when Natalie tried to remember that day, that was the detail that stayed with her most vividly. Not the conversation itself. Not even what came after.Just the ordinary beginning of it.Lorenzo standing at the bathroom mirror with one sleeve rolled up, jaw tilted slightly as he dragged the razor down his face. Morning light spilling across the tiles. The soft hum of the house waking up around them. A completely normal morning.And then his phone lit up on the counter.She was sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling on her shoes, when she noticed him stop.Not dramatically. Just… still.His hand hovered for half a second before he picked up the phone and looked at the screen.“Viktor,” he said.His voice didn’t change at all.That was what unsettled her most.No tension. No surprise. No hesitation. Just the same calm tone he used for everything else, as though the name had cost him nothing to say.Natalie had learned b
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Eighty-Two: Esmeralda Moves a Piece
The thing about fire was that it didn't announce itself. It didn't send word ahead. Didn't knock. Didn't give you the courtesy of preparation. It simply appeared in the smallest, most ordinary place, a curtain hem, a forgotten candle, a wire that had been fraying quietly for years and by the time you smelled the smoke, it had already decided how much of your life it intended to take. Esmeralda had always understood this. It was, in fact, the principle she had built her entire strategy upon. --- The story appeared on a Tuesday. Not a major publication she wasn't ready to go that large yet, didn't want the kind of scrutiny that came with size. A mid-tier gossip platform, the sort that dealt in implication rather than fact, in the carefully worded suggestion rather than the outright claim. The kind of place that understood how to say something devastating while technically saying nothing at all. The headline was brief. *Questions Around De Luca Bride's Past: Sources Speak.* Bel
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Eighty-One : The Call she didn't Expect
She had expected the call.What she hadn't expected was how it would feel to hear Isabella's voice crack at the edges — that thin, barely-there fracture in a woman who had spent years perfecting the art of having no edges at all. Isabella had always been smooth. Composed in the particular way of people who had learned early that showing weakness was an invitation. Hearing her sound like something held together with the last of its strength was not something Natalie had factored into the plan.She filed the feeling away and told her she'd be there.---Lorenzo was against it.He said it the way he said most things he was against — not loudly, not with the blunt force of a man accustomed to having his objections treated as commands, but with a particular quiet that carried its own kind of weight. He set down the document he was reading and looked at her across the desk and said, simply, that it was a risk they didn't need to take right now.Natalie listened to all of it.Then she told h
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Sixty-seven: Workplace betrayal
Within a week Natalie had gotten new replacements for her studio. The success of the competition, the release of a new scent and the press conference had all been huge successes , setting the stage for her to expand. She had started this with the aim of bringing Lorenzo down and taking full contr
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Sixty-Six: Something Fishy
They all looked towards the direction of the voice. Bianca was pouring herself a drink. She looked up seemingly noticing the silence in the area. She froze for a second taking in all the stares. Then she shrugged and took a sip of her drink.“You were saying?” The reporter who had spoken prompted
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Sixty-Five: Overbearing and underhanded??
“What do you mean they all quit?” Natalie still couldn’t believe her ears.“What are we going to do now?, I have a press conference by the 2pm!” “2pm ? I thought it was 11am.” Fiona countered.“It was...she shifted it this morning.”Anita chopped in. “And right on time too. There is no way a press
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Sixty-four : Facing new fears
When she woke up Lorenzo was gone, the sheets were still rumpled, a testament to what they had shared the night before. A soft knock on the door brought her fully to her senses.“Come in.” She said. Anita Walked I’m grinning from ear to ear. Natalie blushed but tried to hide it.“Someone has a grea
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