Betrayed, Contract Marriage with Mr. Devil のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

"I don't want to leave this room," said Giselle as she lay down right next to Leon."You—" Leon glared at her, but before he could finish his sentence, Giselle had already pulled Leon's arm and hugged him tightly from the side."I just want to sleep, not be slept with," Giselle murmured softly, almost like a whisper. “Don’t worry, I won’t touch you if Mr. Leon doesn’t want me to.”Leon snorted, but he chose to remain silent. The girl rested her head on Leon’s chest, and strangely, there was no further provocation. Only silence. Only the warmth of the girl’s body and her soft breath on Leon’s neck. But that wasn’t what made Leon increasingly restless. His hands were shackled. He only realized it a minute after the embrace. His left wrist was bound to the bedframe with Giselle’s iron shackles, though he had no idea when she had put them on.“Giselle,” Leon’s voice was flat but sharp. “Take off the handcuffs first.” “Tomorrow morning,” Giselle replied casually, without opening her ey

Giselle stepped out of the De Santos family mansion. The girl planned to meet with a lawyer. She couldn't just sit idly by. Giselle wanted all the wealth left behind by her father and mother to be hers again. After taking a taxi and sending a message to her advisor, Giselle arrived at a simple office building in the city center. It wasn’t a grand law firm like the ones often seen in dramas, but this place had a good reputation.“Billy Law Office,” the sign read on the door.Giselle took a deep breath and entered. The atmosphere inside was calm, with only one receptionist who immediately recognized her.“Miss Giselle? You’re expected in the consultation room,” the receptionist said politely.Giselle nodded and followed the directions to a room at the end of the corridor. When the door opened, there sat a man in a suit, his hair neatly styled, his face firm but not rigid. Billy Davidson, a man around 32 years old—the same age as Leon. “Gisel,” Billy greeted her as he stood up and exte

At five in the afternoon, Giselle arrived at the De Santos Mansion. The taxi she was riding in dropped her off at the main gate. There was no usual greeting from the servants. Giselle headed straight to her room. She tossed her backpack onto the small sofa, then stood in front of the large mirror. Her hair was messy, her face tired. But tonight, she couldn’t afford to look tired. This was one of her toughest missions: sneaking into Leon’s room and trying to get him to touch her body. “Calm down, Giselle. You just need to tease him a little more,” Giselle murmured as she unbuttoned her shirt. She quickly entered the bathroom.The warm water helped relax her mind. But it couldn’t calm her heart. A voice inside her still asked—how long must this continue? But another voice answered quickly—until Dirly pays for everything that bastard took.Meanwhile, Leon had just finished an afternoon meeting with his investment team. His car drove slowly along the hilly roads leading to his home. In

Five in the morning. The cold air crept in through the window that was not completely closed.Leon had been sitting on the edge of the bed for several minutes. His hair was still messy, his back bare, his sharp gaze fixed on Giselle's sleeping body. Her breathing was steady and peaceful, as if nothing had happened the night before.Leon sighed softly. His hand reached for the small drawer beside the bed, pulling out a small box containing contraceptive pills.Leon stared at the pills for a few seconds. Then he stood up, walked to the table, and poured a glass of water. He returned to the side of the bed, gazing at Giselle.Without hesitation, he slapped Giselle’s cheek—not too hard, but enough to wake her up in panic. “What the hell?!” Giselle jumped, her hand touching her sore cheek. “Drink this,” Leon said coldly, handing her the pill and water.Giselle stared at the object, then looked up, gazing at Leon with wide eyes. "Are you kidding?" Leon didn't respond. His gaze remaine

Chapter 30 The sky was beginning to darken when Leon's car pulled up in front of the De Santos family's grand mansion. The door opened from the inside, and the servant greeted him with a worried expression upon seeing Leon's condition. "Good evening, young master!"Leon walked past them without speaking. His white shirt was stained with blood, there was a small tear on his sleeve, and a blue bruise was beginning to form on his left jaw. But his gaze remained cold. He showed no sign of pain.In the living room, an elegant woman was sitting and reading. She didn't immediately look at Leon, but her tone was sharp as she spoke.“You must have killed someone again.”Leon snorted briefly, then collapsed onto the sofa. He removed his leather jacket, revealing slightly scraped arms. “I’ll kill anyone who bothers me.”Mrs. Hansel closed her book. Her eyes fixed on the wounds on her son’s face, then she sighed deeply. “How long will you keep living like this, Leon?”Leon didn’t answer.“How