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Under The Devil's Eyes    Chapter 54: Unraveling
âNora's POVââI wake up to a pounding headache, the kind that throbs behind my eyes like a drumbeat I canât escape. The room swims into focus slowlyâthe massive king-sized bed with its black sheets, the high ceilings, the balcony doors letting in slivers of morning light. My body feels heavy, like Iâve been running a marathon in my sleep, and as I shift, the memories flood back: the confrontation at the hospital, Elenaâs tears, Calebâs face when Mikhail revealed the truth about him being Lucienâs son, the way everything shattered in that moment. I remember backing away from Caleb, the betrayal hitting me like a physical blow, and then the world tilting, darkness swallowing me whole.âI sit up slowly, propping myself on my elbows, and thatâs when I see himâElias, sitting in the chair beside the bed, elbows on his knees, head in his hands. He looks dejected, defeated, like the weight of the world has crushed him. His hair is messy, eyes red-rimmed from crying or lack of sleep or both. H
Under The Devil's Eyes    Chapter 53: Foiled
âNoraâs POVââI wake up alone again.He hadn't come home last night.âThe bed feels too big without him in it, the black sheets cold where his body should be. Sunlight cuts through the blinds in sharp white lines, turning the room into a cage of light and shadow. âI sit up slowly, pulling the sheet around me like armor. Yesterday's events all come crashing down on meâthe date, down to finding out Ingrid had escaped, to which I had no idea he had her . God, I feel so...used, and dumb, like I'm just being kept in the dark like a child. Tossing the sheets away, I stand up and head into the bathroom.âThe roses downstairs are starting to wilt, petals dropping like accusations. Everything he gives me feels like a leash disguised as a gift.âI shower fast, scalding water pounding my skin, trying to wash him off. It doesnât work. His scent is in the shampoo, the soap, the towelsâcedar and smoke and him. I step out, wrap myself in one of his shirts (too big, sleeves falling past my hands) a
Under The Devil's Eyes    Chapter 52: The Escape
âMikhail's POVâWe leave the fairgrounds faster than I planned.âThe fireworks are still popping overhead when Alekseiâs call comes throughâshort, clipped, furious.ââSheâs gone.ââTwo words.âThatâs all it takes to turn the night from magic back to ash.âI hang up without a word.âNoraâs hand is still in mine, cotton candy sugar sticking to her fingers, stuffed panda tucked under her arm. Sheâs laughing at something I said thirty seconds ago, cheeks flushed from the cold air and the adrenaline of bumper cars. The sound dies when she sees my face.ââMikhail?ââI donât answer.âI just pull her toward the parking lot, stride long, grip tight.âShe stumbles to keep up.ââWhatâs wrong?ââI donât answer that either.âThe Maybach is waiting where we left it. Dmitri is already behind the wheel, engine running. He knows. They all know. The second Aleksei called, every man in my network snapped to attention.âI open the passenger door for Nora.ââGet in.ââShe hesitates.ââMikhailââââNow.ââS
Under The Devil's Eyes    Chapter 51: Fleeting Memories
âNoraâs POVâMuch to my utmost surprise, Mikhail takes us to a funfair.âI swear this man keeps confusing me in ways I never deemed possible.âTHE MIKHAIL ROMANOV, Russian mafia don and billionaire CEO, at a freaking funfair.âIt was already late in the evening by the time we get there. And Iâm not going to lie and say I wasnât excited. The last time Iâd been at a funfair was a few years back with my parents when they were still alive. They always made it a tradition to take Elias and I to the cityâs funfair at any given chance. I guess that tradition died after they were gone as I became only focused on surviving and keeping my brother alive and clean. So imagine my surprise when I saw the bright lights and ferris wheel in view while in the car. I simply couldnât hide my excitement and turned to face him.ââWaitâŚWeâre attending the funfair? Are you for real?â I ask in excitement. He simply nods in response. He finds a suitable spot to park, given that there were dozens of cars here,
Under The Devil's Eyes    Chapter 50: Would You Still Love Me?
MIKHAILâS POVAfter we finish, we lie still in silence next to each other before I stand up and head into the bathroom, grab a bowl of water and a washcloth, and head back into the bedroom to clean her up.Slowly and reverently, I glide the warm cloth over her skin, erasing the remnants of us both. Sheâs still trembling slightly, body soft and pliant, eyes half-lidded in the low light. I wipe in between her thighs, her stomach, the gentle curve between her breasts, causing her to sigh slighty but she avoids my gazeâŚlike sheâs ashamed of herself. The thought causes a slight pang in my chest, but I say nothing.When I finish, I set the bowl aside, pull the sheets away, and slide back into the bed, lying on her side so I can see her face.She turns away immediately, turning her back to me and clutching the duvet tighter. She curls into herself on the far edge of the bed when I touch her slightly. The rejection lands like a quiet blow, but I donât push.After a long, unbearable silence, I
Under The Devil's Eyes    Chapter 49: Bad Desires
âđđđđđĽđĽđĽđĽ âMikhailâs POV â Hospital âI make sure Dmitri has Nora safely in the SUV before I turn back toward the private ward. The tracker on my phone shows the vehicle pulling away smoothlyâsafe, for now. Sheâs mine to protect, even if she hates every second of it. The corridor feels longer on the return trip, the fluorescent lights harsher, buzzing like the fury already simmering under my skin. I push open the door to the waiting room, and the scene hits me like a fist to the throat. âElena is there, arms wrapped around Andrei, both seated on the stiff waiting-room couch. Sheâs crying softly, face buried in his shoulder, while he murmurs low, comforting words, one hand stroking her hair. The sight snaps something inside meâhot, vicious, uncontrollable. I storm forward, teeth clenched, rage boiling like acid in my veins. ââWhat the fuck are you still doing here, Elena?â I demand, voice low but edged with venom. âAndreiâs head snaps up. He stands immediately, pulling Elena
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