MasukShare
Chapter 26: The Villain Alliance
Terakhir Diperbarui:
2025-08-02 23:29:24
Bab terbaru
The Devil wears Red Lipstick Chapter 36: To gain and to lose
Richard's POVThe clock ticks too loudly.Every second, needles under my skin.I pace the length of my study, the cigar between my fingers burning low. The smoke curls up into the lamplight, slow and lazy, mocking me. My pulse isn’t slow.Where’s the fallout? Where are the screaming headlines? Where’s the call telling me Marion’s little glass castle just cracked in half?I drag on the cigar, the bitter heat scratching down my throat.“What’s taking so damn long?” I mutter, the words slipping out like an impatient growl.Behind me, the door clicks open. Emma’s heels cut across the wood floor. “What’s going on with you lately?” she says, and it’s not curiosity, it’s accusation.I keep pacing. “Not now, Emma.”“It’s never now anymore.” Her voice spikes, sharp as broken glass. “You’ve been ignoring mefor weeks. Ignoring Emily. Or did you forget you have a daughter now?”I stop mid-step, turn on her. “I’m working on getting us out of a mess. And in case you haven’t noticed, your fa
The Devil wears Red Lipstick Chapter 35: Consequence
Jude's POVI don’t notice the silence until it swallows the room whole.I don’t feel Ivy tugging on my hand. I don’t hear Eleanor shouting anymore.All I see is Marion.The moment I lose her plays out in slow motion, like a dream that turns into a nightmare halfway through and leaves you choking on air.There, on the TV, I’m sprawled naked under crimson sheets in Ivy’s bed. The texts flash across the screen, each one more damning than the last.And Marion… she just sets the remote down. Calm. Too calm. Like the room’s not closing in, like the floor hasn’t cracked beneath her feet.She grabs her bag. No screaming. No theatrics. Just the steady click of her heels as she walks away.“Marion!” I call after her, throat dry, but she doesn’t turn.I know that stride. It's not a retreat. It’s surrender. Final. Absolute. I try to follow her, heart hammering in my chest.But Ivy yanks at my arm. “Jude, wait…”I spin on her. She’s standing now, trying to pull me into a hug.“Don’t.” I shove
The Devil wears Red Lipstick Chapter 34: The second ring and heartbreak
Marion's POVWhat the hell is he doing?I stare at Jude, blinking against the night breeze and the floodlight pooling around us like we’restanding in the center of some twisted fairy tale. He’s still on his knee, one hand holding a ring, the other outstretched, trembling slightly as if even he can’t believe what he’s doing.My brain’s scrambling. Trying to catch up.But none of the questions swirling in my head—Why is he doing this? What if I say yes? What if I break him?—matter half as much as the words he just said.“Jude…” I whisper. My voice is too thin, too real. “Why are you doing this?”He looks up at me with those damn eyes. And it haunts me. He makes me ache.“I told you,” he says softly, taking my hand in both of his, “things will change.”And just like that, my heart skips.“Marion…” His voice cracks, just enough to make my stomach twist. “I want us to try. To makethis marriage real. No more contracts. No more deals. Just you and me.”I feel the tears begin to build,
The Devil wears Red Lipstick Chapter 33: New Deal
Jude's POVI’m afraid to open my eyes.Afraid last night didn’t happen. That it was just some dream I conjured out of my pining and desire, stitched together from want and desperation.But the silk beneath my fingers is too soft. They carry a memory too real.Still, I keep my eyes shut, barely breathing as I reach out slowly across the bed. My hand drags through the cool bed, searching, praying. Because she’s not in it.Empty.Fuck.She left.Did she regret it?I force my eyes open, the light cutting sharply through the blur. I blink a few times, trying to get the room in focus, and then I see her.She’s standing by the window.Hair unbound, blowing gently in the morning breeze like dark ribbons dancing across her bareshoulders. It’s darker than night and somehow still gleaming in the sunlight. Her skin is golden, kissed warm by the glow, and the rose-colored silk slip gown clings to herframe in ways that should be illegal before breakfast.She’s barefoot. Unpainted. No armo
The Devil wears Red Lipstick Chapter 32: EXs Agenda
Ivy’s POVThe afternoon light slices through the high-rise curtains in pale gold blades, making the hotel room look softer than it deserves. It smells like sin and bad intentions, sweat, sex, and something sweet rotting underneath. I stand at the window, my reflection fractured in the glass. My hair's a mess, lips swollen, makeup a ghost of itself. The bedsheets cling to my skin like they know the crime we just committed.A cigarette balances between my fingers. The smoke curls up lazily, mocking me.“You should see this,” a voice says—husky, amused, lazy.I turn.Richard is stretched out across the bed, bare except for a thin sheet and his damn phone. He’s sprawled like he owns the world and doesn’t give a damn what it costs to keep it.God.What was supposed to be one discreet meeting has turned into a full-blown affair. Of course it has. He’s exactly the kind of disaster I like: powerful, mean, and dangerous enough to make it fun.I press the cigarette into the ashtray until
The Devil wears Red Lipstick Chapter 31: 1st Night
Marion’s POVI can’t sleep.The sheets are too soft. The silence is too loud. My thoughts are as sharp as glass.I turn again, throwing my arm across the empty bed. I am owed something, I think.Five fucking months.That’s it?That’s all I get?Survive a capsized boat.Survive being orphaned at eight.Surviving being alone for most of my life.Survive getting bludgeoned and stabbed by your husband and his mistress—only to be told youhave five months left. The mockery.I don’t even get to turn thirty.I let out a breath that sounds more like a laugh, one of those ugly ones, full of bitterness andgrit.The ceiling spins slightly when I look up at it. That hazy, unbalanced feeling of having just enough liquor in your system to ruin the room but not enough to knock you out. My head’s heavy—my body’s light. My heart’s… somewhere else.The silk sheets graze my bare skin like guilt. Soft. Cold. Too familiar.Outside, I hear muffled voices. I can’t make out what they’re saying, but I
Anda juga akan menyukai
The Three Little Guardian Angels
Ginger Bud3.2M DibacaWhen His Eyes Opened
Simple Silence24.6M DibacaI Want You Back
Meminger509.5K DibacaMaster Odell’s Secret Ex-wife
Eggsoup1.2M DibacaUnholy Desires
Nenu144 DibacaFilthy Vows: My Guardian’s Obsession
Ranya Vale373 DibacaSinful Seduction (Exotica Collection)
Faithuba1.2K DibacaUnseen Sparks
J.H Anne337 Dibaca
