All Chapters of KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Davina’s hands shook violently as she picked up the first page. Her eyes darted across the words, but her mind refused to process them. Every line blurred, every sentence twisted into something she couldn’t grasp.Her heart screamed at her to throw them away, to reject this, to cling to the truth she had lived with for years — that Damon was the monster, that Jacob was gone, that her pain had been real. But the sight of Jake, alive, standing before her, tore her certainty apart.But her soul whispered otherwise.The documents spoke of surveillance, of payments, of Anna’s manipulations. They spoke of Rob’s money laundering and that he orchestrated every mishap in her life. They spoke of betrayals she hadn’t imagined, of truths buried beneath layers of lies.Her tears fell onto the paper, smudging the ink. Her chest heaved, her breath ragged.Davina’s sobs grew louder, her body trembling in Jenny’s arms. Her thoughts wandered to Damon's earlier words as he stepped closer, his voice low,

The air in the room tasted like dust and deferred misery.Once Damon was certain Davina had calmed enough to breathe without collapsing, he began making calls. His voice was clipped, commanding, every syllable carrying the weight of urgency. Alex quickly left the penthouse, Jacob trailing behind him as per Damon’s instructions.Davina sat frozen, her body trembling, her eyes wide and unblinking. Though shattered, she was hyper‑aware, watching every movement in the room, every gesture, every breath. Trust — that fragile thread between two souls — had long been severed for her.She couldn’t trust anyone.Not Damon.Not Mike.Not Jacob.Not after everything she had endured.Her paranoia clawed at her chest.What if it was Damon? What if it was Mike? Maybe even Jacob?The thought consumed her, and she pulled at her hair, her fear spiraling into madness.Damon noticed her gaze, sharp and accusing. He stepped closer, his voice low but firm.“Baby, stop looking at me like that. It’s not me

Alex had barely finished when Ryan’s voice exploded, startling everyone. His fury was so intense it seemed to shake the walls.“Alex, just leave it, theres no point in explaining everything to her. She’s so selfish — all she can see is her own suffering, what she went through, how she was the only victim. She has no clue what happened after she faked her death. We thought we lost him completely! Shefali, do you even know what he became? The man who was once a fierce fighter threw himself into underground matches just to get beaten bloody. He found sick pleasure in pain, in reaching the brink of death. He became a drug addict, an alcoholic. We lost count of the overdoses, the crashes from drunken driving. He was banned from boxing — banned! — because of the toxins in his blood. In professional boxing, drug use is illegal, and the tests showed he was drowning himself in it. There isn’t a part of his body he didn’t injure. He thrived only by torturing himself, by hurting himself. And eve

Davina gave him a moment to compose himself, then asked the question that haunted her.“Where is she?”Rob snorted, even in his broken state, smugness dripping from his voice.“Who?”His eyes flicked to his bandaged stumps where his fingers had been, his jaw clenched.“Your precious little daughter? Or Anna? I genuinely hope she dies.”Davina’s stomach twisted.Rob sneered.“Come on, Davi. This isn’t about you. It’s about him. He loves her, so I want her gone. You can have more kids. We don't need little demons walking on the surface of earth who carry his blood in them."Davina gulped at his words, but he spoke unbothered by how they affected her."Look what he did to me… to you. He destroyed both of us. I genuinely liked you. I only wanted to scare you off, make sure you stayed away from him. But…”Davina’s voice cracked, desperation spilling out.“Rob, please… my daughter’s just a baby. Spare her life. I’ll help you escape. I’ll give you money, a new life. Just tell me where she is

******Chapter contains brutal violence*******With a newfound determination, Damon strode toward the living room, his mind set on forming a plan. But the moment he crossed the threshold, the atmosphere hit him like a wall. There was no shouting, no chaos — yet the air was charged, heavy, suffocating. Something was terribly wrong, he could tell.His heartbeat spiked, constricting in his chest. He couldn’t place it, but instinct screamed at him. He prayed his daughter was safe, that Davina was okay, that Rob’s venom hadn’t unravelled her the way it had driven him into madness.Jenny sat rigid on the couch, typing furiously, her face pale but determined. Beside her, Naina stood with her phone, her fingers trembling, sweat beading on her forehead, her focus slipping. Damon’s eyes narrowed. Just one glance told him the truth — something was off.“Did you find something?” His voice was deceptively calm, hiding the fear clawing at him.Neither woman answered. Jenny’s hands froze over the key