All Chapters of The Devil's Plaything: Chapter 31

Chapter 31 – Love in Chains(Beverley’s POV)The Devlin mansion was a palace carved out of ice.Marble stretched endlessly, chandeliers glittered like frozen stars, and portraits of dead Devlins glared from the walls as though warning me I didn’t belong. The staff moved like shadows, silent and obedient, bowing without ever looking me in the eye.It wasn’t a home.It was a prison dressed in gold.The first morning I sat at the long dining table, I could barely force myself to breathe. The food looked beautiful—eggs, fresh bread, fruit cut into precise little cubes—but I couldn’t eat. Not with him sitting at the far end, sipping his coffee like a king surveying his domain.“You’ll starve if you keep stabbing that melon without eating it,” he said lazily, not even glancing up.“Better to starve than choke on food bought with chains,” I muttered.His lips twitched, almost a smirk. “Then eat for me. I’d rather fight you when you’re strong.”The audacity of him…And yet, I put the fork in