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The Devil's Mistress 139
DAMIEN RAPHAËL POV I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Roxanne sleep. Three days. Three days since she regained a piece of her past...and it nearly broke her. My gaze traced over her face, softer now in sleep. She looked peaceful like this. Untouched. No matter what she remembers… She’s mine. My wife. I leaned in, pressing a slow kiss to her cheek, lingering just a second longer than necessary. “I love you...” I murmured against her ear. The words slipped out before I could stop them. I stilled. That wasn’t something I said. Not out loud. Not even to myself. But I didn’t take it back. Couldn’t. I didn’t want to. She shifted slightly beneath the sheets, a soft breath leaving her lips as she stirred. I pulled back just enough, about to stand, but her hand suddenly wrapped around mine. I glanced down at her as her eyes slowly opened, still heavy with sleep. “Where are you going?” she asked, her voice soft, rough around the edges. I eased back down onto the bed witho
The Devil's Mistress 139
DAMIEN RAPHAËL POV I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Roxanne sleep. Three days. Three days since she regained a piece of her past...and it nearly broke her. My gaze traced over her face, softer now in sleep. She looked peaceful like this. Untouched. No matter what she remembers… She’s mine. My wife. I leaned in, pressing a slow kiss to her cheek, lingering just a second longer than necessary. “I love you...” I murmured against her ear. The words slipped out before I could stop them. I stilled. That wasn’t something I said. Not out loud. Not even to myself. But I didn’t take it back. Couldn’t. I didn’t want to. She shifted slightly beneath the sheets, a soft breath leaving her lips as she stirred. I pulled back just enough, about to stand, but her hand suddenly wrapped around mine. I glanced down at her as her eyes slowly opened, still heavy with sleep. “Where are you going?” she asked, her voice soft, rough around the edges. I eased back down onto the bed witho
The Devil's Mistress 139
DAMIEN RAPHAËL POV I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Roxanne sleep. Three days. Three days since she regained a piece of her past...and it nearly broke her. My gaze traced over her face, softer now in sleep. She looked peaceful like this. Untouched. No matter what she remembers… She’s mine. My wife. I leaned in, pressing a slow kiss to her cheek, lingering just a second longer than necessary. “I love you...” I murmured against her ear. The words slipped out before I could stop them. I stilled. That wasn’t something I said. Not out loud. Not even to myself. But I didn’t take it back. Couldn’t. I didn’t want to. She shifted slightly beneath the sheets, a soft breath leaving her lips as she stirred. I pulled back just enough, about to stand, but her hand suddenly wrapped around mine. I glanced down at her as her eyes slowly opened, still heavy with sleep. “Where are you going?” she asked, her voice soft, rough around the edges. I eased back down onto the bed witho
The Devil's Mistress 138
ROXANNE POV When I came to, the first thing I felt was warmth. Strong arms around me, familiar and safe. I blinked slowly, my vision clearing to find Damien’s face above mine. His expression was controlled, but I saw it. That flicker of worry in his eyes. Relief hit me all at once. I didn’t think, I just moved. My arms wrapped around his neck tightly, pulling myself closer as I buried my face against him. “I’m here, kitten.” he murmured against my hair, his voice low and steady. “You’re alright.” His hand moved along my back, slow, soothing strokes that grounded me instantly. I breathed him in. Let him anchor me. “I...” My voice shook slightly. “I had a memory.” He stilled just slightly, but his hold on me didn’t loosen. “Yeah?” he asked quietly. I nodded against him, pulling back just enough to look at him. “There was a woman,” I said softly. “She...she was holding my hand.” My throat tightened. “I think…she was my mom.” Something shifted in his eyes at that. “Whe
The Devil's Mistress 137
ROXANNE POVI continued working around the clinic, the soft hum of machines and quiet chatter blending into the background as I moved from one task to another...but my mind wasn’t really there.It was wrapped around the song.The same one.The one from my memory.Thomas had found it early this morning and sent it over without much explanation, just a short message:“This is the closest match. Latin children’s hymn. Let me know if it triggers anything.”So I've been listening to it ever since.Over and over.The soft melody played through my earphones now, the unfamiliar yet hauntingly familiar Latin lyrics flowing gently into my ears as I wiped down the counter near the supply cabinet.“...cor meum…luce…amare…”My fingers slowed.There it was again. That strange pull in my chest. Like something was just…out of reach.I leaned against the counter, closing my eyes for a second, letting the music sink deeper, hoping...just hoping...it would unlock something more.But nothing came. Just t
The Devil's Mistress 136
ROXANNE POV“Ita…intellego.”The second the words left my mouth...Everything froze.The air. My breath.My thoughts.I blinked, my heart suddenly racing like it was trying to break free from my chest.“I…I didn’t…” My voice came out uneven as I looked between them. “How is that…?”Beside me, Damien had gone completely still. Not tense. Not aggressive.Just…still.Like something had just shifted in a way he didn’t fully like.Dr. Lyra, on the other hand, clapped her hands once, her eyes lighting up with something dangerously close to excitement.“Fascinating.”That word didn’t help.Not at all.She leaned forward slightly, her attention fully locked on me now.“Quomodo te sentis?”And again...I answered. Like it was the most natural thing in the world.“Confusa…sed…bene.”Confused…but fine.The translation came to me just as easily as the words themselves.I turned to Damien, my eyes wide, a breathless laugh escaping me despite the tension curling in my chest.“Did I just…?”He shook
The Devil's Mistress 61
DAMIEN RAPHAËL POVI woke to the warmth and steady sound of her breathing. For a moment, I just laid there, eyes half open, watching the way the morning sun traced lazy lines across her bare skin. Roxanne slept like someone who hadn't rested in years. Peaceful. Comfortable. Like my bed was where s
Última actualización : 2026-03-25The Devil's Mistress 58
ROXANNE POVI was heading to the kitchen, my slippers brushing lightly against the floor tiles, when I slowed down near the hallway leading to the bedrooms. Damien’s voice floated smoothly down the corridor, and I paused instinctively. It was coming from Angelina’s room.I tiptoed a little closer,
Última actualización : 2026-03-25The Devil's Mistress 57
ROXANNE POVThe SUV eventually pulled into a quiet plaza lined with umbrellas and blooming flowers. The restaurant ahead had a cozy outdoor setup with white stone tables and smooth wooden chairs. The air smelled of fresh bread and grilled herbs, and the buzz of quiet conversation and clinking cut
Última actualización : 2026-03-25The Devil's Mistress 62
DAMIEN RAPHAËL POVThe abandoned railway station had been dead for decades. Rusted tracks stretched into nowhere, covered in weeds and gravel. Steel beams towered above like skeletons, it was silent and the perfect cover.I stayed low behind a collapsed concrete wall, crouched in the shadows, watch
Última actualización : 2026-03-25
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