All Chapters of KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Continuation“Mike…”Davina hesitated, her voice trembling as she drew in a deep breath. Before she could continue, Michael reached for her hand. His head lowered, his expression unexpectedly guilty.“Davi, I’m really sorry I couldn’t be there with you at the award ceremony. How did you handle the media? Were you okay? Please forgive me… I was caught up planning your surprise.... The meeting, I mean. Bythe way, how was it? I didn't get a chance to know what happened.""Damn it, I shouldn’t have blurted that out.” He mumbled, his fingers raked through his hair in frustration, the confession spilling out before he could stop himself.He had told her he’d flown to Auckland for an urgent business meeting, but now, in his panic and regret, the truth slipped free.Davina blinked, startled.“Mike, relax… what surprise? And why are you apologizing? It’s okay, everything was—” She faltered, her voice tightening.“Wait… you didn’t see the online articles? You don’t know what happened?”Michael’

Davina’s body began to tremble, panic overwhelming her rationality. She hadn’t meant to kill him — only to rattle him, to prove she could hurt him. But now, seeing Damon unconscious, his breaths shallow and ragged, terror clawed at her chest. She didn’t want his blood on her hands, yet she was drenched in it, her skin slick and crimson. Her fingers shook so violently she couldn’t even unlock her phone screen.The sight of herself — soaked in his blood — pulled something primal from inside her. Her stomach lurched, and she vomited, retching until nothing was left. Gasping, she stumbled to the sink, frantically scrubbing her hands, but the stains clung stubbornly, refusing to fade. Her screams echoed off the walls, raw and unhinged.Luke, stationed nearby, rushed in at the sound, fearing Damon had somehow broken free. Instead, he froze at the sight: Davina, wild-eyed, scrubbing her hands like a maniac, while Damon bled out on the floor, barely breathing.Luke’s face blanched. He fumbled

Hours dragged by like centuries as Jenny and Shefali sat in the dimly lit apartment, waiting for Naina to return. The silence was heavy, punctuated only by Davina’s restless pacing. She was frantic, on edge, her nerves raw.Every sound made her jump, every shadow seemed to stretch too long. Jenny, meanwhile, was confused and uncertain, her mind spinning with questions she dared not voice.Davina’s paranoia gnawed at her. She picked up her phone, dialing her grandfather. She wanted answers — about the Parker–Knight feud, about the whispers that even media houses seemed to know, about the history that had been buried but still haunted her.More than that, she wanted to hear her babies’ voices, to reassure herself they were safe. Damon’s looming presence had awakened a primal fear in her, a terror that he might reach across oceans and snatch them away.But the call didn’t connect. The line went dead.Her stomach twisted violently.Panic surged.She tried again, but the same hollow silenc

Shocked was an understatement. Davina felt as if someone had lit her body on fire and then doused her in ice water. Her skin burned, her veins froze, her mind refused to process what she had just heard. She even tried to convince herself she had misheard, that her ears were betraying her. But the silence in the room, the tension between Damon and Michael, told her otherwise.Michael noticed her shock but didn’t dare meet her eyes. Instead, he walked straight toward Damon, his movements stiff, his fingers trembling as he began unstrapping the restraints. Damon lay there smug, his bruised lips curling into a faint smile, watching her unravel.Davina’s gaze darted between them — Damon, battered but smirking, and Michael, guilty, nervous, his hands shaking as he freed Damon’s wrists. She didn’t even try to stop him. Her body felt paralyzed, her mind blank. Something inside her cracked, and she mumbled, almost incoherently:“Brother?”Damon’s head tilted, his voice dripping with mockery an

Davina’s voice carried a calm edge, sharper than usual, as Jenny walked in.“Where were you until now, Jenna?”Jenny froze, her hesitation obvious. Davina looked more refreshed than she had in days, less turbulent, her composure unsettling after the chaos of recent events. Jenny avoided her gaze, mumbling quickly as she rushed toward her room.“Nothing to worry… had to take care of something.”Her dismissal was abrupt, suspicious. Davina and Naina exchanged startled glances but chose not to press her, continuing their discussion instead.Davina leaned back, her tone thoughtful.“Damon’s the smartest person I’ve ever met. And that counts for something, Naina. I’ve interacted with innumerable talents these past few years, but never anyone like him. The way his brain works…”She paused, noticing the teasing glint in Naina’s eyes, and glared.Naina smirked.“Admit it, Shef. You still love that man. That’s why you’re not even bothered about Mike being Damon’s brother. That’s why you don’t