บททั้งหมดของ KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

PAST:Shefali's POV We finally reached back to India, and I felt like the happiest, luckiest person in the world. My happiness was boundless, beyond words, not just because I was about to live my dream of studying at Columbia University, but because I would never, ever have to see that disgusting man again. Eva, on the other hand, was a whirlwind of emotions – upset, yet also strangely excited and curious. She was always the kind of girl who expressed herself freely, who never hid anything from me. But this time, she was uncharacteristically tight-lipped, especially about her burgeoning connection with Ryan. I tried to rationalize it, telling myself, she was a fangirl that’s the reason for her excitement perhaps they could have become good friends and had their moments in those few days, even though a stubborn part of me couldn't fully accept that, especially after noticing the stark change in Eva’s behavior. The girl who used to despise using her phone for more than an hour was no

Envy, perhaps even hatred, radiated from their faces.What have I done?Was this his new tactic, his ingenious plan to make me a laughing stock in front of the entire university?Before I could fully process the implication, he called my name, beckoning me onto the stage. Hesitation warred with the undeniable force of his will, but ultimately, I had no choice."Is she the lover he mentioned?"No chance.""Look at her......""But doesn't he have a fiancé?" I heard the murmurs, the scathing judgments."She’s so plain, why would he even pay attention?""His rumoured fiancée is damn fucking hot and famous.""No way, she’s a nobody, but he praised her in the beginning. If there's nothing, why would he?""Maybe he knows her, and because of her boldness he mentioned earlier, he called her."The taunts and mocking whispers were a physical assault, but I forced myself forward, my stride a desperate attempt at defiance.I reached the stage, my heart hammering against my ribs, and he was there, h

I saw a flicker of amusement in his eyes, quickly masked. He nodded to his guards, dismissing them with a silent gesture, then led me a short distance away, ensuring our conversation remained private."What are you up to? What are you trying to do?" I demanded, my voice barely contained."Don't you dare flirt and play with Eva!""Are you jealous?" he mocked, a low, taunting chuckle rumbling in his chest."You…" I stammered, momentarily speechless, scrambling for a response that would adequately convey my indignation."Look, Mr. Knight, I am not jealous. Why would I even be jealous? I just don't want my friend to get hurt. She's way too naive for your dirty games."I could have sworn I heard a faint, almost inaudible whisper from him, something that sounded like, "I know.""You don't have to worry," he continued, his voice surprisingly soft, almost tender."I'm not interested in your friend. Well, she's nice, sweet, and beautiful, but unfortunately, not my type. However, she isn’t as na

I was still reeling from the earlier confrontation, and now, the revelation that Eva had kept this from me stung deeply.My best friend, the one person I trusted implicitly, was now hiding things from me. The anger coiled in my stomach, a hot, bitter knot. Yet, I bit back the words, choosing not to confront her about it in the heat of my rage. The immediate priority was to escape Damon’s suffocating presence.The truth was, I was ready to go to that party, but then I was hurt by the change in Eva’s attitude, irritated because of Damon’s nagging, confused because of the way he acted and furious, wondering why everything was happening with me, so I spiralled and did the exact opposite of what I intended."Eva, you're going… good, but I… I can't come." I told her, seeing the apology etched on her face, an apology I deliberately ignored.My focus was solely on Damon, on tearing myself free from his web."And you— I won’t be coming," I declared, turning back to Damon."I have a date tonight

Eva's joy was infectious, and despite everything, I found myself smiling— genuinely— for the first time that day."That’s not crazy at all, Eva. Love is unplanned, it just happens without you even realising and has unexpected timing.""I knew you’d understand!" she beamed, bouncing slightly on the bed."You know, from the day we met, we’ve talked constantly. He calls me every night, texts me good morning and good night every day. He remembers the little things, asks about my day, my dreams, everything. No one’s ever made me feel this special before."I nodded, swallowing the knot of anxiety rising in my chest."I can see how happy he makes you.""Fu, I know you always had your own fantasy about the kind of man you want. Unlike me." she added with a teasing smile."A crazed lover boy who’d burn the world for you. Whose world would revolve around you? The possessive, untouchable kind. Maybe someone like D...." She teased."You know, that spark you always talk about— on the first eye cont