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Chapter 86 - People Have Their Uses
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As the door shut behind him, Ayra sat back in the tiny chair, crayon still in her hand. For the first time in what felt like forever, she felt normal. Just a woman, sitting in the sun, coloring with a child who didn’t see her as a threat or a problem or a pawn.There were no lies in Elias’ world. Just crayons and toy cars and wild animal names. In his company, she didn’t feel like a caged wife or a social scandal. She was just Ayra.And that was all she actually wanted. Was it so hard?Ayra rubbed her hands together. If it was hard to get them she'd grab hold of it herself. Somehow. And the best way she knew how for now was to shake up the status quo Lucian tried to maintain and see if something would fall out of the man's stern facade. Lucian was so tightly guarded that it was the only way forward she saw. He resembled her knight in a way. .....The days slipped by like a rushing river and Elias and Ayra had become rather close. Meanwhile I'm all that time she had not as much as c
The Devil's Game Chapter 87 - A Small Interlude
The next day began with a hush of sunlight filtering through the tall windows of the manor, casting amber streaks across the polished marble floors. The air was still, a quiet lull hanging over the estate in Lucian’s absence. Ayra moved through the corridors with a purposeful gait, Rose’s phone wrapped carefully in a handkerchief in her pocket. She needed to return it without raising suspicion and her thoughts spun on how best to slip it back into the maid’s room, unnoticed.She turned a corner near the east wing staircase and almost collided with a small figure bouncing out of the playroom.“Whoa—!” she exclaimed.Elias stumbled back, looking up with his usual wide-eyed expression, his mouth hanging open slightly as if caught between laughter and shock.Ayra stared at him, equally startled.“Oh. It’s you,” Elias said simply, brushing his hands down the front of his sweater, which had a small embroidered giraffe in the center. “You scared me.”“You scared me,” Ayra shot back with a
The Devil's Game Chapter 86 - People Have Their Uses
The walls were closing in again and Ayra felt it keenly. Not literally, of course. The estate remained as wide and cold and gilded as ever, with high ceilings and chandeliers that caught every speck of dust in golden light. But to Ayra, it might as well have been a coffin. And the window to react was rapidly closing. Every hallway echoed with her silence, every step watched. And now, Pedro was gone—a door slammed shut in her face with no explanation.So she turned to the next name on her list.Sarah.Ayra’s thumb hovered over the contact on Rose’s stolen phone. It wasn’t that she didn’t know what to say—it was more that she didn’t know what version of herself she was willing to become for this.Sarah wasn’t a friend.Not ever since she'd proven herself absolutely unreliable.She might never have been. Even in the golden days of designer brunches and curated parties, their friendship had always held the glint of glass—polished on the surface, sharp underneath.But Ayra needed inform
The Devil's Game Chapter 85 - A Silence on the Line
Two days passed in unbearable silence. Not the kind that wrapped a room in peace, but the sort that prickled Ayra’s skin like invisible nettles. The kind that made the vast hallways of the estate feel like the inside of a cage, draped in silk but hollow at its core.She had tested the water.The first time, she had stolen the maid Rose’s phone, heart thundering in her chest like the muffled rumble of a coming storm. She hadn’t dared do much—just a single email, disguised and vague. She sent it to an old, generic address that used to serve as a drop box during her time around more shadowed circles. No direct names. No confessions. Just the digital equivalent of tossing a coin into a dark well to see if it echoed.But nothing happened.No alarms were triggered. No guards increased around her. Rose hadn’t even mentioned her phone missing until the following morning, assuming she’d misplaced it in the linen closet or left it charging in another wing of the estate.That was her confirma
The Devil's Game Chapter 84 - Theft. For What It Is.
The morning sun had long since risen by the time Ayra left her room. She wore her boredom like a crown, and behind it, her resolve hardened into something far sharper. Her every movement was graceful but calculated, every glance at the staff layered in quiet scrutiny.They thought she was compliant now. Silent. A pretty wife tucked into the shadow of Lucian Moretti. She would prove them wrong. For the second time. Really, people have got to learn not to underestimate her. The staff, as Lucian’s efficiency demanded, were precise and predictable. The manor operated like a tight machine, and Ayra had been watching that machine for days. Her rebellion would begin not in fire or fury but in stillness—in learning the cogs of the machine well enough to snap one loose.It began that morning with Rosa, a housemaid who worked the mid-morning shift and had a fondness for humming old Spanish ballads under her breath as she moved from room to room. Ayra noticed that Rosa’s phone, unlike the oth
The Devil's Game Chapter 83 - Bound by Control
The manor, despite its grandeur and elegance, was beginning to feel more and more like a golden cage. Ayra sat at the edge of the bed in her sun-drenched room, her fingers twitching in frustration. The drapes fluttered with the morning breeze, but the sense of suffocation in her chest did not ease. It had been a week since Lucian last returned. Business, they had told her. Important deals, strategic meetings—always vague.At first, Ayra had welcomed the quiet. It gave her space to think, to breathe. But as the days dragged on, she realized the silence only made Lucian’s absence feel like a phantom presence. Everything still bore his stamp—his rules, his control. It didn’t matter whether he was present or not. His influence was omnipresent, like a shadow that clung to the corners of the house.The first few days, Ayra had tried to distract herself. She walked through the many halls of the estate, admired the art, and even tried reading a book from the library. But her irritation slowl
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