All Chapters of Betrayed, Contract Marriage with Mr. Devil: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"So..." Leon took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on Giselle, who was only a few inches away from his face."...it will never happen!"Leon pushed Giselle's body hard. The girl fell to the floor with a thud, her waist hitting the side of the small table hard.“Ouch!” Giselle winced, holding her sore waist. “Damn you!”Leon didn’t care. He turned away, leaning against the pillow, breathing heavily. “I warned you not to disturb me,” he whispered softly, his voice hoarse yet sharp, “Don’t ever think you’ll succeed in controlling me! You’ll never succeed in this marriage contract, little girl! You won’t get the bonus my mother promised you. Do you understand? Just because you’ve seen it and touched it doesn’t mean you can have it or enjoy it!”“I won’t give up, Mr. Leon,” Giselle replied, sitting on the floor. “To get the bonus from Mrs. Hansel, I’ll do anything to make a cruel man like you fall in love with me!”“You’re too

The sun was beginning to set in the west. The sky turned orange, and the evening breeze blew through the large windows of the De Santos family mansion.Giselle had not left her room all day. She lay curled up under the blankets, hugging her pillow, occasionally moaning softly as she massaged her waist. Downstairs, Leon had just returned from work. His suit still clung to his body, his tie half-loose, his face tired and stiff.As soon as he stepped into the living room, he was greeted by his mother’s voice from the dining room. “Leon, dear. Come here for a moment,” called Mrs. Hansel. Leon walked over with heavy breathing. “What is it now, Mom?” Mrs. Hansel handed him a tray with a plate of rice, soup, and a glass of water. “Take this to your wife’s room. She hasn’t eaten all day.” Leon furrowed his brow. “Mom, I just got home from work. I’m tired. Can’t you just send the maid?” “Leon…” His mother’s tone turned cold. “If you keep being stubborn, Mommy will take all her stom

"Turn right. Don't lose sight of it!" Giselle leaned against the window, her eyes fixed on the black car Dirly was riding in."Yes, young lady," replied the driver as he accelerated the vehicle.However, as soon as they reached the intersection, Dirly's car suddenly disappeared from view."What?! Where did that car go?!" Giselle quickly turned her head in all directions."I think he turned left and entered a small alley, Young Lady," said the driver.Giselle grumbled angrily, biting her lower lip. "Oh my God, I was almost able to get the evidence."She tapped the dashboard lightly, then sighed deeply. As she was about to tell the driver to turn around, her eyes caught something. Another black car, one she recognized very well. It was Leon's car.But strangely... the car wasn't heading toward the De Santos Group headquarters."Huh? Where is he going?" Giselle muttered, leaning forward. "Follow that car."The driver looked back hesitantly. "That's Mr. Leon's car, Ma'am..." "It's okay.

“Get out!” Leon shouted, his voice booming throughout the room.Giselle raised her eyebrows, her lips forming a half-mocking smile. “Are you kicking me out, Mr. Husband?”Leon clenched his jaw. “Yes. Get out of here right now.”Giselle walked slowly toward him, her steps casual, as if unaffected by Leon’s nearly exploding anger.“So, you’re angry because I took the card. But you were the one who gave it to me,” Giselle whispered, stopping just inches from Leon’s chest.Leon avoided her gaze. “Don’t play games, Giselle. I don’t have time for—”“For what?” Giselle interrupted, raising her index finger. “For your wife?” Giselle’s finger touched Leon’s chin, then slowly trailed down his jawline to his throat. The touch was so light, yet it sent a wave of heat coursing through Leon’s body. Instantly, Leon’s body tensed. “Giselle...” Leon hissed warningly.But the girl didn’t care. Her eyes were sharp as she stared at Leon, full of challenge. “You know what’s funny, Mr. Husband?” Gi

Chapter 19 — But, I want toThe clock had just struck six in the morning. The sun hadn’t fully risen yet, but the golden light was already beginning to seep through the apartment curtains. The air inside the room was still hot, a remnant of the long night filled with moans and clashing emotions. Leon found his first experience to be incredibly enjoyable. Especially since Giselle was so active in bed. She often took control, making Leon want more and more.Imagine this: from ten in the morning until dawn, Leon and Giselle kept having sex. The only break was for eating.Leon woke up first. His naked body lay beneath the rumpled blanket, his hair disheveled, but his eyes were sharp as he stared at the ceiling. He sighed deeply, then turned his head to the side. Giselle was still sound asleep. The petite girl’s body lay on her back with the blanket slipping off, revealing part of her back covered in red marks from Leon’s bites. Leon sat on the edge of the bed, adjusting the blanket that