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Chapter 68 - The Hurt
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The Devil's Game Chapter 70 - Lucian Arrives
The car turned into the underground garage of Lucian’s estate. As they stepped into the elevator, Lucian turned back to Nico.“Any updates on the Wendells directly?”Nico nodded, pulling up a map of the city. “That’s the second thing I needed to tell you. Our people have intercepted multiple Wendell operatives trying to enter the city covertly. Most were turned back or disappeared. Someone is blocking them.”Lucian’s brow furrowed. “Who?”“We don’t know,” Nico admitted. “It’s not us. The barrier is invisible but effective—almost as though someone else is protecting the city’s perimeter.”Lucian’s gaze hardened. “Ferdinand?”“That’s our best guess,” Nico agreed. “The timing matches. His security details have grown tighter. And more interestingly… he seems to be at odds with Elena.”Lucian folded his arms. “Explain.”Nico pulled up two separate surveillance feeds. One showed Elena meeting with a council member—alone. The other showed Ferdinand arguing with two old-money allies near the
The Devil's Game Chapter 69 - Shadows and Wires
Then, like a jagged fault line cracking beneath their feet, the dream changed again.Darkness began to seep into the sky. The stars vanished. The air thickened with heat. Not summer warmth—but suffocating, acrid smoke.Lucian turned to Isa—she was still smiling, but her skin was pale now, too pale. Her fingers slipped from his wrist. Her mouth opened to say something, but no sound came.A roar broke through the night.Gunshots.Screaming.Flames surged behind them, devouring the estate, clawing up the walls like beasts unchained.“ISA!” Lucian shouted, standing, grabbing her hand—but she was slipping from his grasp, her eyes wide with panic now.The dream distorted, twisted.He was running.She was pulled from his fingers by a force he couldn’t see.Smoke burned his lungs. The roses were ash. The courtyard was shattered glass and shell casings. Shadows danced between the firelight—men with rifles, yelling commands in a language he didn't understand.He reached out, again and again—but
The Devil's Game Chapter 68 - The Hurt
Later that night Lucian sat motionless in his seat, his fingers steepled before his mouth, eyes staring straight ahead but seeing little of the cabin around him. His phone buzzed again, another notification, another echo of the damage.The headlines had finally stopped screaming. But the sting lingered, seared into him like a wound beneath his ribs.Affair. Cuckolded. A wife he never announced, now the punchline to a viral joke.He’d lost the deal. That much he could tolerate. Business came and went. Fortunes shifted like sand dunes; he could pivot and recover. He always did. What curdled inside him was something far deeper—visceral, bitter, and unshakable.Ayra.Her name was a weight pressing against his spine. She hadn’t just gone too far. She’d violated something private. The images Nico had shown him—her stepping out onto the balcony looking smug and half-dressed after Leon left, her laughter in the café, the casual intimacy of their walks—were burned into his mind with acidic cla
The Devil's Game Chapter 68 - Unintended consequences
The silence gnawed at Ayra.For all her careful orchestration—for the balcony appearances with tousled hair and artful smudges of lipstick, for the planted photographs handed to Nico, for the media blitz that followed—Lucian had yet to respond. No message. No confrontation. No fury.No presence.Ayra wandered through the silent halls of the manor like a ghost in her own haunting. It had been two days since she fed the flames of the scandal herself, tipping the scales and watching Lucian’s pristine, untouchable image buckle under the weight of betrayal. It had spread like wildfire—first, the hushed reveal of their secret marriage, then the carefully timed photos of her supposed affair with Leon. The media had eaten it up, ravenous for every scandalous morsel.The silence that followed was not relief.It was strange, like waiting for an earthquake after watching the ground crack beneath her feet. She expected retaliation, the burn of his fury, maybe even for Lucian to return and demand
The Devil's Game Chapter 66 - Media Frenzy
He set the envelope down, fingers tightening against the edges. "You’re playing a dangerous game," he murmured.Ayra tilted her head. "Am I?"He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he leaned back, assessing her with a careful, measured look. "What exactly are you trying to accomplish here?"She smiled, but there was no warmth behind it. "That’s for Lucian to figure out, isn’t it?"A beat of silence. Then:"You want me to do something with this."Ayra reached for her wine glass again, swirling the liquid absently. "I want it to be known," she said simply. "I want the world to talk."Nico exhaled, setting the envelope down as if it were something poisonous. "You do realize that if I take this to him, you’ll regret it?"Ayra’s gaze sharpened."I’ll regret nothing," she said quietly.Another silence stretched between them.Finally, Nico let out a slow, resigned breath. "You really don’t care if he burns everything down over this, do you? And by the way, it's practically impossible for him
The Devil's Game Chapter 65 - A Scandal Unfolds
She told herself it was necessary, what she was doing.But in the past few days, something inside her twisted in ways she couldn’t quite name.It was easy enough to play the role, to smirk when she needed to, to let her fingers trail over the stem of a wine glass as if she had all the time in the world. But every time she stepped onto that balcony, feigning the remnants of an intimate encounter, a part of her coiled tight in discomfort.Lucian had done nothing but let her fester in silence, leaving her with no choice but to force his hand. She needed him to react—to do something. If he wanted to play the game of indifference, she would break that facade piece by piece.And yet, she hated that it had come to this.That she had to use someone else just to make herself seen.At night, when the estate was quiet, she would stand by the mirror in her room, staring at her own reflection as if it held the answers.What did she expect Lucian to do?What did she want him to do?She wasn’t sure a
The Devil's Game Chapter 64 - The Slow Unraveling
Ayra led Leon into her chambers with steady steps, her fingers brushing against his arm in a way that suggested intimacy. Yet as she stepped over the threshold, a quiet revulsion coiled deep in her stomach.The thought of him here—of his presence in this space—left a bitter taste in her mouth.Still, she had to see this through.She glanced at the walls, at the high corners of the ceiling. She suspected Lucian had placed surveillance somewhere in the house. That would explain his silence—his patience. He’s waiting for proof. Waiting to see if she would really go through with it.Fine.If he needed proof, she would give it to him.Leon, oblivious to the storm brewing inside her, exhaled a slow breath as he stepped into the room. "You know," he murmured, turning to face her, "I wasn’t expecting this tonight."She forced a small smile. "Change of plans."He studied her for a moment, his gaze dark, his amusement barely concealed. "And here I thought you enjoyed the chase.""I do." She cros
The Devil's Game Chapter 63 - The Illusion of More
The game unfolded slowly, piece by piece, each move carefully placed on the board.It started with simple meetings—casual, almost meaningless to an outsider. Ayra and Leon continued their rendezvous in high-end cafés, lounges with dim lighting, and restaurants tucked away in discreet corners of the city. They never once met at the same place twice. That alone was enough to stir whispers among those who paid attention.She ensured Lucian’s men saw them. She played her part well, letting moments linger, leaning in a fraction closer than necessary despite the roiling in her gut, letting a smirk or a laugh escape at the right moments. There was no real intimacy, but to anyone watching, it didn’t matter. The illusion had begun to take root.And then, she took the next step.She invited Leon to the house.It was a slow escalation, deliberate in every way.The game unfolded over two weeks, methodical and deliberate. Ayra knew the power of suggestion, the weight of unspoken words, and the way
The Devil's Game Chapter 62 - Playing with Fire
The message came just before dinner.Leon: Had a great time chatting today. Wouldn’t mind another round—this time, somewhere quieter?Ayra sat back on the plush sofa of her sitting room, twirling the phone in her fingers. She had been expecting him to reach out. Encouraging it, even. Yet, staring at the message, she hesitated. The line between playing a game and getting caught in it was dangerously thin.But Lucian had yet to react to anything she’d done. Not the staff replacement, not the disorder she’d caused in the estate, not even her blatant attempts to provoke him. He remained distant, untouchable, as though she didn’t even exist. It burned.Maybe this would be the thing to get under his skin.She typed her response carefully.Ayra: I wouldn’t mind that. Where do you suggest?His reply came within moments.Leon: I know a private lounge near the East District. Great wine, even better company.She smiled faintly. He was charming, smooth. Just enough to make this easier.Ayra: Send
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