All Chapters of Devil’s addiction: Chapter 21 - Chapter 27

FLASHBACK Everyone was shouting and cheering. With every blow to the boy's face, the cheering only continued to grow. I kept punching and punching him until his face began to turn red with blood. Even his blonde hair was now stained with the color red. No longer could I hear the shouts and cheers, all I could hear was the sound of my fist colliding with his face over and over again. It was my mission to make him unrecognizable.While the crowd liked blood, Mr. Hastings loved it. If I wanted my brothers to stay, I had to beat out every person I went up against-I had to win. Mr. Hastings always told me that the only way I could ever win was if my opponent was dead.It was the only reason I continued to beat the boy as anger raged deep in my soul at the thought of having my brothers taken from me just when I got them. They couldn't go back to that hell. At least while they were with me, I could protect them from ever having to fight for their lives just like me.Once I was sure he was d

Lily’s POVI sat in Lorenzo’s office, the silence stretching between us. The last few weeks had been… strange. Eros was gone. I was left under Lorenzo’s watch, and while he was kind in his own way, something about the emptiness in the mansion made me uneasy.Eros had said he’d be back in a few weeks, but I hadn’t heard anything. No calls. No messages. Nothing. My mind whispered cruel thoughts—maybe he wasn’t coming back at all.Lorenzo had tried to distract me. Movies, chocolates, small conversations. But my stomach twisted with anxiety every time I was left alone. Every night, I would lie awake in the large bed, staring at the ceiling, waiting… hoping… dreading.Tonight was no different.Lorenzo was seated behind his desk, focused on his laptop, but I could tell he was watching me from the corner of his eye. He had started to notice my rest

The name rang in my head like a death knell.Marcus.The man who had haunted my nightmares. The man who had stolen years of my life, twisted them into something dark and broken. The man who had shaped the worst parts of me, the scars I carried both seen and unseen.He was here.Lorenzo’s eyes flickered with something unreadable—concern, maybe, or perhaps calculation. “Lily, you need to stay here. This isn’t your fight.”I let out a breathless laugh, bitter and sharp. “Not my fight?” My fists clenched at my sides. “You have no idea how wrong you are.”His gaze hardened. “Eros wouldn’t want you involved.”A hollow, aching anger bloomed in my chest. “I don’t care what Eros wants.”Lorenzo sighed, rubbing a hand over his face, but he didn’t argue. Instead, he glanced over his shoulder as if debating something, then turned back to me. “Come on. But stay close.”I followed him out of the room, my heart hammering. The hallways felt darker now, the air thick with anticipation. I could hear di

Chapter 37The tension between Lily and Eros had always been a slow-burning fire, restrained yet undeniable. Now, with the danger of Marcus still lingering in the shadows, it seemed to crackle even brighter, igniting something neither of them could ignore any longer.Lily sat on the edge of Eros’ bed, her fingers nervously twisting the fabric of her dress. The weight of the past few hours clung to her, making it hard to breathe. She felt small, almost breakable, as if one wrong move would shatter her completely. Eros stood near the window, his silhouette sharp against the moonlight, his hands clenched into fists as if trying to keep himself in check.“You’re still trembling,” he murmured, turning to face her. His voice was softer now, the sharp edges dulled by something more protective.“I just… I can’t stop thinking about it. About him.” Lily looked down at her hands, frustration and fear warring within her. Her voice quivered, and she swallowed hard. “I hate that he still has power