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Chapter 48: Emma is dead.
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The Devil wears Red Lipstick Chapter 55 –
Jude’s POVThe whole day’s been a bottomless pit of chaos and noise.I’m back in the CEO chair of Creed Industries, victory, they called it.A redemption arc for the headlines. The board bowed, the vultures apologized, the press cameras flashed like lightning at the gates. But none of it means anything.Not when Marion and Jacob never showed. Not when my phone sat in my pocket all day like a useless weight, every call I made to her going unanswered.Now, climbing the steps of Creed Manor, my chest is a war drum.Worry, anger, dread, they take turns beating me hollow.Do I brace for the worst? Or finally admit the truth, that maybe Marion doesn’t want anything to do with me anymore?“Jude, what’s with the hurry?”Her voice again.Ivy. Of course. She’s been glued to my side since morning, a shadow I can’t shake. She jogs up the steps, hair perfect, smile rehearsed. “Today was a success. What’s wrong?”I stop, glance at her.All I see is the press conference.A blur of microphones, shovi
The Devil wears Red Lipstick Chapter 54: Fight Another Day
Marion's POVI stare at myself in the mirror. My eyes are still puffy from crying all night, the skin beneath them bruised and dull. Even when I win, I lose. I remember the night Jude got on his knee outside the manor, the way his voice cracked as he confessed his feelings—every word etched into me. And now… the same ring is on Ivy’s finger.Why would he give it to her? Did I push him too far? Maybe he finally realized he loves Ivy. And yet, despite the ache, I have his attention. My heart is breaking in ways I can’t control. Even as I fight it, I love him. And that’s why I’m doing this, I’m about to divorce him. Not because I don’t love him, but because Ivy… she paid someone to accuse him of sexual assault, and she’s working with Richard, the same man who killed Emma and tried to kill me. I can’t let any more harm come to him.I press powder to my skin, trying to mask the exhaustion, the gray pallor that makes me look like I’ve been living in shadows for years. My dresser dr
The Devil wears Red Lipstick Chapter 53 Family tension
Marion’s POVThe video is already playing when I walk in.Kendra’s face fills the TV screen, voice trembling as she admits her lies. Her apology crawls across the silence like smoke in a locked room.“I was wrong… Jude Creed is not a predator. The allegations were false. I was wrong. I’m sorry.”The living room is frozen in rapt attention. Jacob is in his favorite chair, eyes unreadable. Martin standing tall beside him. Jude, a silent storm next to them. In the corner, Viv perched on Jace’s lap, her hands twisted nervously in her skirt. Eleanor and Ivy sit center stage, as though this is their play to narrate.And me? I stand by the doorway, watching my victory light up the screen. Pride curls through me like fire. I did this. I exonerated him. Jude Creed is free. His honor, his company, his life, all restored.I turn to leave quietly, but fate has other plans. My elbow brushes a tall vase by the door. It wobbles, tips, and crashes against the marble with a shattering crack.Every h
The Devil wears Red Lipstick Chapter 52: Anything for Jude
Marion’s POV“Hey,” Brian says as soon as he sees me.“I don’t have time for pleasantries,” I cut in, sharper than intended.His eyes drop to the pavement. Guilt nips at me, quick and inconvenient. I sigh. “Sorry. This Emma thing has me rattled.” My throat feels raw when I say her name.The guilt of her death is still eating at me.Brian shifts his weight, his posture hardening, shoulders locking tight. His voice cools into something detached, business-like. “It seems Emma was murdered. I know the cops are looking into someone, but I’m not sure who.”My chest caves. “Is it Richard?” The words tumble out, my pulse thudding in my ears.“No. He has been cleared.”“What?” My voice cracks. My eyes dart around the busy street, suddenly convinced Richard is lurking in every shadow, smirking at his latest escape. “How? He did this, Brian. That I am sure of. And once again, he’s walking free.” Fear slides beneath my skin, cold and slick.“Marion—”“Fuck, Brian.” My voice is low, urgent. “Th
The Devil wears Red Lipstick Chapter 51: The Psychos' Confession
Richard’s POVThe house is clean again.No shards. No overturned lamps. No broken glass glittering across the floor. Not a single trace of her tantrum. The walls are pristine, white, and silent. But when I close my eyes, I still see the blood streaks running down them like brushstrokes of guilt.I take another bitter sip of whiskey. Burn. Another. Burn again.My ears trick me, I can still hear her screaming. Emma’s voice echoes in this hollow place, bouncing off the polished marble like it hasn’t left.The doorbell rings.I jolt so hard I nearly spill my glass. Heart hammering. My hand tightens on the crystal. Deep breath, Richard. Deep breath. Time to play grieving husband again. Time to mourn the wife you murdered.The empty hallway stretches out, every step I take echoing like a lie.When I open the door, her perfume hits me first. Sweet. Sharp. Too alive.And then she’s pushing past me without asking. Ivy. Angry Ivy.She waltzes into my home like she owns it, heels clicking agai
The Devil wears Red Lipstick Chapter 50: Entangled
Jude’s POVA voice shatters the silence of my sleep.“JUDE!”It rips through my skull like a siren, and I jerk awake, heart hammering against my ribs. My head feels like someone took a sledgehammer to it, pounding in a rhythm I can’t escape. I blink against the blur, the light slicing my eyes open inch by inch.“What the hell is wrong with you?” the voice barks again, this time closer, sharper.I squint, forcing the fog to clear. Jacob.My grandfather is standing at the edge of my bed, his face twisted in disgust, lips curled as though just looking at me makes him want to spit.“Marion,” I croak, throat raw. I turn instinctively,And freeze.There’s a body beside me. A woman’s body. Naked. The sheets tangled around her curves.Ivy.My stomach drops through the floor. I sit up so fast my head threatens to split in half. “No. No, no, no…” My voice cracks as I shake my head. “This—this isn’t right. This can’t be.”“Get dressed. Get rid of her,” Jacob cuts me off, voice like a blade.
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