Lahat ng Kabanata ng DEADLY DEVOTION: KISS ME, KILL ME AND KISS ME AGAIN: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

CHAPTER 41THIRD PERSON'S POV Amelia sat up in bed, her eyes wide as she heard a knock at her door. It was late—too late for any visitors. Hesitantly, she stood and padded to the door, wondering who it could be. "Who is it?" "Luca."When she opened it, her breath caught in her throat.Luca stood in the doorway, blood dripping from his nose and mouth, his clothes torn and disheveled. His expression was one of exhaustion and fury, but there was something else there, too—a vulnerability that caught her off guard. “Luca?” Amelia asked, her voice laced with concern and surprise. “What happened? Are you okay?” “I’m fine,” he lied, though the blood smeared across his face contradicted him. He winced, his body swaying slightly as he stepped into her apartment. “I just need a place to crash for the night. I can't go home looking like this.”Amelia stepped aside, letting him enter. “Come on, sit down. I’ll clean you up,” she said gently.Luca sank onto her couch, his head dropping f

CHAPTER 43Her steps faltered when she saw him. His shirt was torn and soaked in blood, his face pale and drenched in sweat. Two of his guards supported him, their expressions grim. “Oh my God,” Amelia whispered, rushing to his side. “What happened?”A man wearing a long coat came in from the side. He was holding a briefcase and his face looked serious. “I’m fine,” Alessandro muttered, though his voice was weak. "Fine? Are you for real? You’re bleeding!” she cried. “Just a scratch,” Alessandro said, waving her off, even though he was trying his possible best to stay conscious. “It’s more than a scratch,” Amelia snapped. The doctor interrupted them with his arms. "Ma'am, he is profusely bleeding now, and we can't afford to waste any more minutes. Scold him after he manages to survive," With that already said, Alessandro was pushed away from her. She watched them disappear as she tried to grasp what was happening. She decided to follow them and saw that he

CHAPTER 45The dimly lit room reeked of cigarette smoke and sweat. The tension in the air was suffocating as Zach paced back and forth, his sharp features twisted in fury. The men he had sent to execute the mission stood before him, heads bowed, trembling under his piercing glare. "You had just one job,” Zach growled, his voice low but filled with venom. “One simple job, and you couldn’t even do that right.”One of the men, a wiry figure with a nervous twitch, attempted to speak. “Sir, we didn’t anticipate—” "Didn’t anticipate? Should that word even exist in your dictionary? What's up with you all and anticipation, huh?" Zach snapped, cutting him off. He slammed his fist onto the wooden table, the sound echoing through the room. “Do you think Alessandro gives second chances? Do you think I do?”The man shrank back, his eyes darting nervously to his companions. None of them dared to speak, knowing Zach’s temper could erupt at any moment.Zach leaned forward, his cold, dark eyes

CHAPTER 47Amelia groaned softly, her head pounding as though someone had taken a hammer to her skull. The sharp, scent of the air pricked at her nostrils, and when she tried to move, she realized with a jolt that her arms and legs were restrained. Panic gripped her as her eyes fluttered open to a dimly lit room. She could see her shadow on the concrete walls from a single, bare bulb hanging above her. Her breathing quickened, and her chest heaved as she tugged futilely against the ropes binding her wrists to the chair.Her heart pounded in her chest like a drumbeat, her fear swelling with every passing second. She blinked rapidly, trying to shake off the dizziness and piece together what had happened. The last thing she remembered was standing under the streetlights, crying into her phone while communicating with Luca, and then... a sharp pain, darkness, and now this.Her body trembled, and tears stung her eyes as she scanned the room. There was nothing comforting in her surrounding

CHAPTER 49Amelia's heart had been racing all night, every sound or movement making her tense, only to realize it was just another trickle of time that passed with no sign of Alessandro.She lifted her head weakly as Zach approached, his footsteps echoing in the silent room. His gaze flickered over her, a look of cruel satisfaction dancing in his eyes as he set the tray down on the small table beside her. “Here,” he said with a mocking grin. “A little something to keep you going. Not that I expect you to enjoy it. I just don't want you to die when it isn't your time to do — yet.”Amelia didn’t move, her eyes locked on him with a mix of fear and defiance. She wasn’t hungry. She wasn’t sure if she’d ever be again. The lack of food or water didn’t matter when all she could think about was Alessandro, and how far away he felt in this moment. "Won't you eat?" Zach asked her. "What if you have poisoned it?" She spat out and Zach chuckled. "That's way too easy to get rid of yo