All Chapters of FANGS OF DECEIT (Bounded by Blood and Lies): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 21: He really can’t Anna POV…..“Now, answer me, Anna Silver,” he said, smirking darkly as his grip tightened around my neck. “Answer me clearly—what are you up to?”I felt my heart explode in my chest.The words sank into me like a bullet aimed at my head. For a moment, I was blank—dumbfounded and speechless.I couldn’t respond to his question. I couldn’t move. I was just numb.Of course, the question had been unexpected, even though I had feared it might come.I was terrified he would read my thoughts, uncover what was going through my mind. But I brushed it off. And now—here it is. He’s asking me the very thing I feared the most.“Will you answer me?” he growled, his grip around my neck tightening. That was when I realized—his hand was still there. I had been so numb I hadn’t even felt his touch.I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. I took a deep breath, forced myself to try again—and finally, a word slipped past my lips:“I don’t know what you’re talking

Chapter 23: Spiteful Bit*h Anna POV…I flinched.What do I say now?“Will you answer me, or should I force the reply out of your mouth?” His voice was sharp, authoritative—so much so that I found myself trembling in fear.“She…” I began, but the words stuck in my throat as I glanced at Harper. Her eyes met mine, wide and pleading, brimming with fear.Yes, I wanted to expose her. I wanted to tell Damien that she was responsible for the injury on my hand. But the look on her face—helpless, terrified—stopped me.“I don’t like being kept waiting. It annoys me,” Damien’s voice sliced through my thoughts.I took a deep breath and forced out the words. Harper was shaking now, panic written all over her face. She was terrified I’d betray her. But I had other plans.“She’s not responsible for this,” I said. As the words left my mouth, silence blanketed the room.I glanced at Harper. Her face was frozen in shock. Of course she was surprised—she never thought I’d protect her.My gaze drifted

Chapter 25: IS HE DIFFERENT?Anna POV…..The next morning…My hands flailed in different directions as I stretched and let out a groan. Even though I had just woken up, I felt completely exhausted—like I hadn’t slept in days.A dull ache pulsed under my lower abdomen, lingering without any intention of leaving. I didn’t feel this pain before I fell asleep, so why now? It wasn’t sharp, just persistent, and I couldn’t understand why it lingered. Did I sleep in a bad position? It stuck with me, and I hissed in discomfort.I must have slept rough last night. I probably ended up in a terrible posture, and now I’m paying for it.I rubbed my lower back with my hand, hoping to ease the pain, but it didn’t help at all. The ache was still there.“Gosh! What even made me sleep in such a horrible position?” I hissed, forcing myself out of bed. I need a shower. Maybe massaging my back under the warm water will help.That’s one of the fastest healing methods I’ve been using for a while now.Still

Chapter 27: What’s wrong with me?“Home sweet home,” he said, the words escaping his lips with anticipation, a smile curling at the corners.As I watched him, I couldn’t shake the feeling—he looked so familiar. I couldn’t look away.Even though the sun rays masked half his face, that sense of familiarity stood firm. I silently prayed he would take another step forward so I could see him more clearly.“Anna, this is my son, Louis,” Mrs. Evelyn’s voice cut through my desperate thoughts. I turned, searching for her, until my eyes found her.She wore that sweet smile again—the same one she always wore like a mask, a mask she never removed.“Louis…” The name hit me like a wave. Why did he share the same name as my ex? And then it struck me—his figure, his stance—it was all the same. No wonder he seemed familiar.“Louis, this is Anna—Damien’s wife…”But Damien interrupted his mother.“Yes, she’s my wife.”I turned toward the voice, and there he was—Damien—standing tall and confident, his

Chapter 29: A Sly Smile I stood up from the floor, shame weighing heavily on me. No help was coming. No one had come to assist me, even after I waited there for what felt like minutes.I had expected Mrs. Evelyn to come comfort me, maybe even apologize for leaving me behind—but she didn’t dare.I was left there like a piece of trash.I dusted off my clothes, even though they weren’t stained or dirty. The floor was clean—neat and sparkling.Slowly, I ascended the stairs, my limbs tired and weak. I just needed a little rest to recharge. What I truly needed was a long, uninterrupted rest in my room. A quiet space to think clearly and breathe again.As I climbed, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind:“Just run away, and you’ll be free from all this pain and torment.”I nodded to myself, taking the thought to heart. Maybe that was the best thing to do.I didn’t think I was strong enough to carry this weight any longer. It was draining me—faster than I’d expected.I glanced around