All Chapters of The Devil's Daughter : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

_______I have seen many flabbergasting things today, things like my neighbour’s grandson knocking on my door this morning to ask me to look after his grandmother because he was going on a school field trip. This is a boy who loves to join hands with his grandmother to make my life a living hell. Yet he sat down and thought it’s completely safe to entrust his narcissistic grandmother’s safety in my hands?Anyway, that was perplexing but not as much as walking into Romeo laughing. Not just the mere gentle laughs; it’s hearty, and as sincere as a melody. And the truth is, in the years that I have been with Romeo, I have never seen him actually laugh like this; like he is free, like he finally came alive after being dead for so long.Questions pop up in every corner of my head; questions that are a mirror of why he is laughing so hard and who the mastermind is..Him and I have been stuck together for years, and in all the seconds, minutes and hours he has spent nested in my arms, never

I am going to die. I mean that’s what the doctor said is going to happen if I don’t get my surgery done as soon as possible. But unfortunately, hearts aren’t so common. You can’t walk into a grocery store or Apple store to ask for a damn heart.Although my name has immediately been put in the list, I am so far behind in the number and free hearts are so far from being in abundance. I fear my end is really near because after that attack, I have had many more which has weakened me ver since. I had to quit my job to take care of my health until I could get a donor. This has been gruelling because I was somehow enjoying knowing I had a steady job and not freeloading off my mom or Romeo.All I have been doing these days is sleep and eat then do my usual routine. And I am perfectly sleeping like a child when the blare of sirens wakes me up."Ugh!" I groan, sitting up reluctantly on the bed, hearing my bones crack as I do a little stretch.It’s none of my business whatever is happening out

Today, my body chemistry says I shouldn't perform any activity whatsoever; you know, things like waking up, going for a jog, eating, going to work...basically anything that requires motion. So I am damn well going to remain under my covers for another hour or two. But Mom has a different idea."Adelina!" I groan at the ring of my name across the house, "There's a cute guy out here looking for you."My brow furrows in confusion and anger."Who?" I lazily sit up, blowing strands of stubborn locks from my face."Just come out first," she advises and the next thing I hear is her retreating footsteps, "It's a delivery guy named Josie."Pulling the comforter off my body roughly, almost tripping on the drapes of it that sweep the floor, I zombie-walk toward the couch and snatch up my robe, throwing it over my body.I ordered a new iPhone case yesterday and I was told I would get it by 6:00 PM but somehow, they didn't show up. Why exactly did they assume it was right to come and disturb me so

"Look, the price you are calling is way above my budget," I say, struggling with the phone held between my ear and shoulder while digging around my bag for my car key."Shun the price and focus on how great of a deal it is," the real estate agent argues, "I mean if you get it now, your lease won't expire until three years.""That huge amount of money for just one floor?" I unlock the car after finding the key, then throw my bag into the backseat, "if I spend this much for getting a space, what will I use to do other things?"Why exactly did I think it's easy to get myself a building to set up my fashion line? I haven't even gotten materials and tools. Just to get a building and my money is close to being exhausted? Honestly, I'm seriously considering turning my living room into my office for the meantime until I'm so wealthy I would be able to afford an actual building."There are four large rooms and four toilets for ladies and gents," he says while I try placing the phone on the d

I have done a lot of wicked things in this life, some I feel bad for doing, and some I just don't care for remorse. But none of this wicked act of mine surpasses waking up on a strange bed and finding out I just slept with Romeo's half-brother. I don't know how it happened. I just woke up thinking how unfamiliar the bed and the room were and I cracked my eyes open and my nemesis, Harry Sheridan, the man I hate the most in Romeo's family after his stupid father, was sitting across from the room, a wicked smirk on as he watched me.I shuffle away when he stands up from the couch he has been lounging on and comes and plops his ass on the bed, twisting his body to face me."What did you do?" I sneer, and if looks could kill, he will be sizzling to ashes right now.He releases a sinister chuckle, tilting his head backward, and when his cold green eyes come back to connect with mine, my whole body is covered up in goosebumps. "What did I do?" His eyes are sinister, his tongue curled inwar