บททั้งหมดของ Kiss me, kill her: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

ScarlettLately, I’d been feeling strange—sick, even. After pouring my heart out at Damien’s mother’s house, I found myself staying at my best friend’s apartment.Jenna walked toward me, heels clicking against the floor, two steaming mugs of coffee in her hands. She always had this poised elegance.A top-tier lawyer and my best friend since childhood, Jenna was more than just a friend—she was family.“Scarlett, I understand your pain and everything you’re going through,” she said, handing me a cup. Her voice was gentle but firm, like she was trying to ground me. “But leaving your home like this… it’s not the best move. I promise you, taking this ‘break’ could backfire if you're not careful.”I took the mug from her, holding it between my palms and i took a sip “Hope it’s to your liking?” she asked, watching me take a sip.I nodded. “The coffee’s strong,” I replied, letting the warmth settle in my chest.“Jenna, I seriously understand where you're coming from,” I said, setting the mug

Ten Years Ago*IVY*Jace sat there, eyes locked on nothing, staring into space like the world around him didn’t exist. He barely spoke anymore. He used to be the loudest in class, the first to crack a joke. Now, silence clung to him like a second skin.Ever since Sofie died, Jace hadn’t been the same. He quit the football team, stopped hanging out with his friends, and withdrew from everything and everyone. It was like he shut the door to his world and threw away the key.Watching him like this—it hurt. I couldn’t explain it, but his pain was mine too. Maybe because I knew what it felt like to lose someone who mattered, to feel like the only person who really saw you was gone forever.Everyone else had gone out for lunch, but I stayed behind. This was my chance. My hands were clammy, heart racing, and I couldn’t stop second-guessing myself. What if he ignored me? What if he just looked through me like I was invisible?I swallowed hard and forced my legs to move. Step by step, I walked

*DAMIEN*“We scored big, I tell ya,” Ronald said with a wide grin.“Legacy Enterprise is huge—and with our partnership, great things are definitely going to happen.”“That much I can already see,” he added, clapping me on the back.“It’s truly an honor to be working together on this project,” I replied, matching his enthusiasm. “I’m genuinely excited about what’s ahead.”He nodded in approval, eyes gleaming. “Gotta give it to you, young man—you’re going places. Big places. Believe me.”I gave him a slight smile.“And I’d like to invite you and your wife to dinner tonight,” he said suddenly, like it was just a casual thing. But I knew better—this was still business, just over wine and expensive entrees.Before I could speak, Max, standing close, nudged me with his elbow and whispered, “Just tell him your wife is home sick.”But I ignored him. Instead, I smiled and said, “Of course—we’d love to.”“Perfect,” Ronald said, pleased. “I’ll have my people reach out to your people with the det

*Scarlett*After I received that letter, I kept trying to convince myself it had to be some kind of joke. A prank. Maybe even a sick dare. But the more I read it, the more I realized—this wasn’t just a random act.Someone was targeting me.And the terrifying part was that I couldn’t figure out who.Sure, we were rich. We had power. And people like us always have enemies lurking in the shadows. Ever since Damien’s father stepped down and handed over the reins of the empire, the business had grown stronger—more ruthless, more profitable. That alone was enough to make competitors seethe with envy.But this felt personal.I increased my security immediately. Called in a private firm—silent, armed, discreet. I wasn't about to wait around for someone to make their move. I tried calling Damien, desperate to hear his voice, to feel safe in his presence again. But the line kept going dead. Maybe he blocked me, or maybe it was just the signal wherever he was. Either way, I hated not being able

*Damien*We walked inside the building, and a butler quickly approached us.“Mr. Cross, right?” he asked.I gave him a small nod.“Please, follow me,” he said, and we walked behind him through the luxurious hall. Everything looked expensive, shining under the lights.We entered the VIP section, and that’s when I saw Roland. He was sitting there, scrolling through his phone like nothing else mattered. He didn’t even notice us come in.The butler quietly left.I cleared my throat.Roland looked up and smiled as he stood to greet us.“Good day,” he said, reaching out for a handshake.“Mr. Roland,” I began, “I’d like you to meet my wife—”I paused for a second, then said it,“Scarlett Cross.”I heard Ivy gasp beside me, her breath catching in her throat.*Ivy*This man wanted more from me than I could ever imagine."Hi, nice to meet you," I said, forcing a smile."Nice to meet you as well, Mrs. Cross," he replied with a grin."Please, have a seat," he added, gesturing to the chairs in fro